OS: Rain Of Love-One time read-Page-18 - Page 12

Grrr...Grrr...

Priya: Kya hua?

Ram: Arre yaar mujhe kya pata...

Ram again try to start his car in middle of lonely road as his Rado D-Star 200 shows that its quarter to twelve at night.

Mr. Husband curses himself that why he is so sensitive and kneeled down to his wife's every foolish wish each and every time. When his darling love demanded for kulfi at this odd hour of time and that too when earth is quenching her thirst and almighty is in full mood to fulfill his dearie earth's craving by living no stone unturned and pouring water using its full strength and making clouds thunder.

Ram: I hate rains... (he glanced at little worried priya fully annoyed, then goes back to his work of twisting car key in its room by his right hand while the other rest on steering wheel)

His dear wife leans down a little to his side to take a close up as how he is making the car start while her lips are twisted to one side and her hands are rested on her lap entwining together.

As she leans down Ram gives his love an disturbing look once again and then goes back to his work.

Ram: Iss ko abhi band hona tha...ghar pohochne ke baad kharab ho jati... (In exasperated mood)

Priya: (opens the window unnoticed by her husband and takes her palm out as she looks upwards to clouds pouring rain playfully, a broad smile appears on her face as she lifts her shoulders upwards in childish mood) Waooow... I love rains...

Ram glances at Priya as her voice intrigue him and shaking his head left to right and vice versa, a small smile creeps his lips...He takes out his mobile from his white kurta's pocket to call at KM for sending another car to fetch them but by ill luck phone's battery is down, he demands priya for her phone)

Ram: Priya apna phone do... bansi kaka ko call kar ke keheta hoon ki driver ke saath doosri car bhijva dein .

Priya: (looks back to her husband)Apne phone se call kijiye naa...jaldi jaldi mein main phone laana hi bhool gayi...

Ram: (dismayed) what...phone nahi layi...ab ghar pe call kaise karoon aur doosri car kaise mangavaoon...mere phone ki battery ko bhi aise time par down hona tha...Jesus(flying his plam upwards in air and then smacking them on steering wheel with force)

Priya: (sees her husband naively, after a pause with little smile) walk karke chale...kitni achchi baarrish ho rahi hai dekhiye naa...(now with little teasing tone) aur lage hathoon apki exercise bhi ho jayegi...

Ram: (grimaces) Kya...Kya kaha tumne...Mujhe mota kaha...priyaaa...ufff tumhara kiya karoon mein...itni baarish mein walk karke ghar jana chahati ho ya hospital poonchne ka irada hai tumhara ...you are imposible darling(smirking while glancing at her)...pata bhi hai ghar kina door hain yahan se... (Vexatious and displease with the current situation)

Priya: (biting her tongue and smiling hesitatingly) Sorry...

Ram: (irking and pressing his lips into a hard line as he looks upwards by lifting his neck back with closed eyes) Abb iss barish mein bhahar jakar dekhna padega is car ko...

As Mr. Husband fully nettle, making his face in eeewww expression steps down the car to make a check with the problem, he comes in front of the car and lifting up the car hood, he merges in his work to correct the problem. Finishing his work and keeping down the hood on its place, as he lifts his face he is dumbfounded to see his wife not on her place. Restlessly he sees right and then left and notice light of his life joyously playing in rain by flying her arms and facing upwards with closed eyes, for once he is enchanted by the heavenly scene in front of his eyes with ravishing and relaxing smile adorning his lips but coming back to his senses suddenly, he move towards her and lifted her up in his strong masculine arms...

She is astound by his actions...

Ram: (naughtly smiles looking in his swains bewitching eyes) Tum aise nahi manogi... (he orders)Chalo car mein warna bimaar pad jaoogi...

Priya: (goes reddening, bites her lip,looks in her beau's vivid eyes as her hands are wrapped around his neck)

He walks back to car with his honeybunch in his arms. Making her touching her foots to the ground, he makes his firm grip by his left hand on her waist letting her to stand close to him near his thorax as she lays both her hands on his chest while looking at her hubby's face with all her love oblivious to what her romeo doing. He began searching for car keys in his right pocket of fully drenched kurta, not finding the same he frowns in confusion and makes his way to left pocket, but in vain, he once again searches for the same with akin procedure, suddenly he stops and peeps inside the car through closed mirrors, he get aghast...

Ram stares at car keys hanging in its home inside the car with key chain having a small teddy monkey showing his Tongue sticking out while his thumbs with open palms rests on his temples at each sides.

Ram: (Fully miffed and whacks on his forehead with his right palm) Jesus ...

Priya : (frowns in turmoil and looks back to the car and then back to her consort) Kiya hua?

Ram: (car keys tho andar hi reh gayi hain aur ye car automatic lock Ki wajha se ...God...

Getting apart from her and leaving his angel anxious, he comes to front passenger seat to detect whether that's side window is open, If it is then it will be possible to get inside.

But devil's own luck, when priya was enjoying the rain through open window and he asks her for her phone, that time while replying to her husband's request, she took her hand back, out from window and MR. Germaphobe enables the window close with the help of button on his side, so that the water doesn't come inside and spoil the car seats. She begs him to open it but becoming prince of darkness he refuses her every plea.

Now retributing for his churlish behavior, he briefly looks upwards to clouds as asking God in his thoughts whether a husband should do what wife asks or he shouldn't. When she demanded for kulfi, he abide by her desire which leads car to go haywire and when she pleads for opening the window, he repudiate the same which drags them to stand in middle of isolated road in such atrocious weather.

Ram: (looking upwards to sky miserably and asks in mind to almighty) Yeh kya musibat hai ... biwi ki baat maano tho phaso, na mano tho phaso...Karoon tho karoon kya???

Finishing his secret talk with God, He comes back to his sweetheart completely baffled.

Ram: (swallows the air while gawking in his wife's nervy eyes) Abb kiya karein...car tho lock ho gayi hai...

His companion looks at him in fidgety while Inder dev is not at all in mood to stop drizzling, but as his mood swings, by his grace, he decelerates the speed of showering.

Ram: (in pestered voice) Tum car se bahar kyun aayi? Dekho kya ho gaya ... Agar car mein baitihi rheti tho car iss waqt unlock hoti...

Priya: (In Clam voice) Arre mujhe kya pata tha ki car iss tharah apne app lock ho jayegi...aur vaise bhi driver seat pe tho app baitehe the na, tho apko dhayan dena chahiye tha...

Both are completely soused and shivering in cold as brisk winds sway singing their own melody along with dancing drops of water.

Priya uplifts her sari pallu with both hands, making canopy above both their heads, to save themselves from raindrops to some extent,as she very well know how much her Mr. Kapoor loves rains, as they are merely inches away, Ram give his coy gaze to her with romantic tune in his eyes. Glaring into his sea deep intense eyes she becomes demure, her cheeks turns ruddiness as fruition of kissing by icy wind less but more because of her admirer's ogling on her, biting her lower lip she lowers her eyes while seeing this her hubby's grin widens.

The thunderbolt bonks the clouds, corollary Priya clings to Ram as she covers no step distance between them in haste, wrapping her arms around his waist as she clutches his kurta between her palms, Calming down, Ram envelops her in his tenacious grip. To alleviate her, he caresses her head with his right hand while his left one swathes around her shoulder.

Ram: (In soothing and affectionate voice) Relax darling, tumhe tho baarrishen pasand hain naa...aur tum iss choti sii thunder crack se darr gayi...

As clouds claps again, seeming they are rejoicing up above there, making rumbling sound; Miss Juliet squeezes her face more into her Romeo's dank chest.

She was shivering in his arms as she is doused in cold water and frosty winds dancing in the air while continuous thunder strikes in clouds...

Tranquilizing her through embracing her and caressing her in his warm hug, He sees to his right for any suitable shelter or tree shade by shifting his eyes north to south on the road, not find the same he inspects to his left while performing the same procedure of viewing, coming back to attend his wife, he lifts her chin up by holding it between his index finger and thumb.

As he looks her fiercely, she revert him by looking genuinely into his eyes with pure love and trust.

Ram: Aaoo mere saath...

Moving a part only to hold her wrist tightly in his palm, he leads her to north east direction from their car. After walking the distance of twenty to twenty-five steps, he opens the yellow glass door made of cast iron with yellow glazing bars of Telephone booth. The opposite side of door is plane yellow from top to bottom with a payphone hanging at its center; the other two sides adjoining the door are its clone with only difference that they cannot be opened as door; topped with a dome, booth is dimly lighted. While icy cold raindrops washes the glass from outside, haze make up the curtains on the glasses from inside making smokescreen which causes reduced visibility from inside and outside.

As they stepped in Priya's teeth started creaking as she is completely soaked in chilled water from head to toe. Watching this Ram seizes her in his macho arms in a swift movement, trying to give body warm to her princesses to ease her. Since at that point Ram is also cold, they both tried to give comfort to one another by gluing with each other. When priya doesn't stop creaking her teeth, Ram detaches himself from her although he is still holding her in his embrace, with concern look he sees affectionately into her sincere eyes. He glances at her quavering luscious rosy pink lips. He makes his way to her juicy lips to warm up her mouth by his hot breath. In the act of providing comfort to one another, the kiss strengthens; until breath became necessity they do not pull off, holding her from waist he pulls her more into him. They were heaving as he frees her lips to take some amount of breath. He gives kittenish look to his honey, the desire flare up in him. At this moment eroticism has become twin brother of solicitude. He again cease the mere centimeters gap between them, closing his eyes he pecks her lips amorously, she rejoin him in the act of their craving for each other while her hands clasps white kurta form his chest. Making her lips sore, he makes his nuzzling path through the medium of his mildly chilly tip of his nose towards her cheek, her nose then to ear, while drinking water from every inch of her wet skin and bestowing warm sensations on his valentine's fur; he headed for her neck to liquor up on it, but before routing to her throat, he bites on crook of her neck to mold a boo boo' there.

Priya: Aah...( she screech in pain because of his agonize love)

She made a push by throwing her both palms daintily on his chest; beholding vividly into each other's gaze; Her Hero again tries to create his avenue to her feathery lips, in one nimble motion she twirl on her heels, as her pair of palms lays flatly on the glasses of the booth; becoming don juan' it expunge from his mind that both of them are standing inside telephone kiosk made up of transparent white glasses assembled in cast iron yellow glazing Bars; hooking her into him by wrapping his left arm delicately around her waist while with his right hand he gently settles her hair to right shoulder, he starts nuzzling her creamy soppy nape, planting hot soggy kisses across the span of her velvety shoulders; with closed eyes she up heave her head to arch it into him as he begin to nuzzle her crimson red cheek along with nibbling her ear, he confers his hot breath on it.

She smoothly gyrates inwardly from left to right side and her back hits the yellow glazing bar adjoining the two glass walls. While ram moves an elfin back only to give her wee space to move without any need of foot work in that diminutive space, without leaving her but lexes his grip inconsiderably as he also turns his torso and comes in front of her without taking any foot step. Trapping her between him and glass walls by putting his palms on the glasses on their respective sides beside her head, he bends his forehead to adjoin it with her forehead letting his nose hugs her nippy nose and cheeks, while her hands rests on his stomach on their relevant sides, propping her to stand smooth since both are breathing heavily lost in one another while serene smile draws on their faces.

Raising his face, MR. Inamorato glances enchantingly at his Inamorata.

Clouds are still roaring intermittently but with fluctuation in light and sound as it seem celestial beings up above there are regulating it, trying to peek in the telephone turned in love booth, but in futile as fog befriends herself with these two lovers.

Closing his eyes, he pecks her fore head and makes his osculation to her closed eyes, nose, cheeks as they both bend down leisurely in unison while his palms and her back body scuffs the glasses downward annihilating the mist, making the view clear for outside world for split seconds but being lovers best friend at that moment fog forms again instantaneously veiling the translucent glasses again.

Their keens touch the floor of the booth in harmony, still absorbed in each other; he opens his eyes to make a glance at her, drawing back his hands from glass walls, he clasp her arms leaning to her cheek, he closed his eyes again and started caressing her lips by his under jaw line, as he takes her by shoulders in upward position to make her stand sluggishly along with him. Entranced in each other he makes her turn to right and she bumps...

Priya: ouch (she yelp in twinge as her back jarred with phone)

Ensue to this catastrophe both spring up in sync with heavy breaths as they spot at the cause of upheaval in their cherishing occasion, they got amusedly shocked, Both looked at each other and then back to their previous vision as they utter in consonance delighted but with gleam of stun "PHONE"

They inspect their mise en scene', fathoming that they are standing in telephone booth, reverting to each other they peer at one another for few ticks as they both chortle sheepishly to their manifestation of hankering emotions towards each other. Returning to mind, they posolutely perceive what they should do right now.

Since the lasciviousness still stands stubbornly in them, they both don't want to be flaccid over gusto as they don't want their any romance poetry signatures to be left behind in public subservience booth. Reconciling each other's lechery, they both want to land in their privy love oasis, their green room as soon as possible.

Ram quests for coin in his wet pocket but being THE RAM KAPOOR' he only keeps big denomination notes, but being with his buona fortuna, his angel, his priya by his side who told him to take change from kulfi wala that night when he asked him to keep the change, as giving reason that hisaab hisaab hota hai', hence kulfiwala given him change which include two ten rupees paper notes and coins for five rupees, subsuming one coin of one rupee and two coins of two rupees each, he takes one rupee coin and topple it into payphone safe through very thin rectangular chink; he dialed the land line number of Kapoor Mansion, as bell is ringing at past midnight, tranquility of Kapoor Mansion muddles up.

On other side Priya adjust herself as she corrects her saree, her Romeo make glances at his Juliet from head to toe, her wringing-wet white chiffon saree embellished with thin silver crystal border is snuggling to her sodden delicate satiny body, enabling her body visible through habiliments, her hands array with two red glass bangles in each hand bordering with thin silver kadaas while her feet enrich with silver anklet with tiny mellifluous gungroos and toe ring embossed with red stone hemmed in by white diamonds. He comes to her elegant face again through his eyes as her slightly askew small red bindi is prettifying her forehead with sparely smudged vermillion because of his assail of love on his dame over her dank forehead, his espial to her neck trail by her cleavage as her mangalsutra dangling through her neck.

Sensing her monogamist's scrutiny on her she gander at him as she found her hubby gawking at her amorously, their eyes meet as he glare with his smoldering eyes into her charismatic eyes, while her inebriated syrupy lips enkindle him. Metamorphosing into mellow red tomato, she lowers her eyes as she chastises her lower lip by biting it hard between her teeth. The aura is euphoric both inside and outside the telephone kiosk. Admiring at his consort with ardor in this sedate yet fascinating demeanor, he smiles mysteriously.

At this spell of time, lovers' emotions are schmoozing through their eyes without any need of spill of words.

The phone disconnects as bell stopped ringing due to non receiving by anyone. He takes two rupee coin now and taking almighty's name and exhaling a deep breath, he plummets the coin in analogous manner as previous one, he again lays his eyes on her with his esoteric ideas for rest of the surviving night with his ladylove. After four rings Gopal kaka picks up the call wondering who is accosting at this hour of night through phone, Surprised and alarmed to hear his authority's voice, kaka asked him how he can help them. Ram ordains him to send another car with driver as he expounds the area and location where their car has been halted on middle of the road. Kaka assured him that he will send it as early as possible. Ram hang up the phone and smirks naughtily at her while on other side kaka goes to servant quarters in the background of Kapoor Mansion to rouse the driver and inform him about their master's orders as he asks him to do the same as their master told them so.

He tickle her magical black eyes with his magnetic dark brown eyes, grinning kittenishly with tongue in cheek, while she becomes rosy tint, biting her lip she lowers her eyes as she embraces herself due to gelidity by laying her palms on her arms . Contemplating this he beams impishly at her as he drags her into his virile grip in jiffy by through her waist by his right hand, landing in his sturdy macho arms her hands automatically settles on his broad powerful masculine thorax while he tucks her hair strands abaft her ear with his left hand.

Ram: (with fierce gaze on her as he whisper in husky voice) In another fifteen to twenty minutes the driver will come with another car to fetch us.

Priya: Reading his smoldering eyes, she scarlet, simpering while planting her gaze on his chest where her palms are resting, she becomes crimson red.

Ram: ( He chuckles, imprisoning her chin between his index finger and thumb, he lifts it up, enabling her to look into his aphrodisiac eyes, in hypnotic and prerogative tone ) After reaching home and ( now nearing his lips to her ear he buzz) to our bedroom...we are not going to sleep tonight.

Listening to her hubby's romantic intentions for rest of the night she flushes becoming roseate, closing her eyes and continually punishing her lower lip harshly to stifle her coyness, she buries her face in his thorax firmly near his heart while his heart is humming a mellifluous love symphony. Brooching her in his stalwart envelop of his robust arms, he fondles her by kissing her hairs and shoulders while with his one hand he caresses her hair and back.

Her lips curve into a smile on his chest and he senses it and made his grip tauter on her as her hands hold him from his waist.

They nestle each other in that position...

Ram: I love you wifey (with romantic and gratifying smile on his face)

Priya: (with same rhythm of emotions as of her husband's) I love you too...

The End 😊