(Shiv-Gauri): The Oldest Story... - 2 - Page 105

Originally posted by: nikipuki

😲😲😲 I thought I was asking a rhetorical question 😆😆. I should have known better.

Ok, this doe takes a bow at the charan (feet) of Devi Mata. Please divine us with your blessings (read updates).

Devi did you really know the answer or did you google it? bola na?

Chapter 82: Mendi and Sangria

"Rathan…" he heard Senna's whisper and turned around from where he was in the living room with his father watching some news show on tv.

He excused himself and wondered what the secrecy was all about as he came out to the hallway and behind the curtains to join her.

"Your mom was telling me about having a mendi and a sa… sing… something that sounded like a sangria."

He grinned. "You mean, a Mehndi and a Sangeet?"

She smiled her sweet smile in relief. "Oh, thank God you know what those are. What are those?"

"Oh, they're pre-wedding ceremonies. They are a lot of fun actually. Did she suggest doing them together?"

"Oh, is that an option? Then let's do them together. What does it involve anyways?"

And that's how Gauri found them, Rathan describing the Mehndi and the Sangeet to Senna in no particular semblance of sequence… or even accuracy. She couldn't help the chuckle that escaped her throat when she heard Rathan tell Senna that men were allowed to attend the Mehndi, but only inconspicuously, which he said was another way of saying that they could hide in different corners of the room and listen while the women sat in the center of the room talking about the suhaag raat and kamasutra… this particular bit had Senna raising her eyebrows.

He looked up when he heard Gauri's laugh and had the graciousness to have a sheepish look on his face.

Senna turned around to look as well and smiled when she saw her. Gauri had to say, Rathan's fiancee was the sweetest thing on the planet. She had never met a woman who had such a genuinely kind and friendly disposition that made anyone fall in love with her instantly.

"He's lying to me, isn't he?"

"Well… sort of…" Gauri smiled back.

Senna looked back at Rathan. "You are unbelievable, Rathan Kapoor. Taking advantage of your poor foreigner fiancee. I think I will let Gauri take over from here."

"Cant't fault a guy for trying..."

Just as Senna smiled at him and turned to face Gauri again, Rathan leaned over to kiss his fiancee's cheek before walking away.

Senna looked back at his receding form in surprise as she touched the cheek where he had kissed her, while Gauri stood there suddenly engulfed by a surge of longing at this show of affection.

On the surface, she had nothing to complain about. Shiv had gone through such a strange transformation since finding out that she was pregnant. He was now sweet beyond measure and cared about her comfort above anything else. He made sure she ate right and had cleaned out the refrigerator of all foods that she had suddenly developed an aversion to while stocking up on everything that she had just as suddenly developed a craving for. He dropped her off every day at the university, insisting that she could not go on her scooter or use public transportation. He was always around her somewhere and seemed to know just when she may need some help, like reaching for something on top of the cupboard or when she attempted to carry something heavy. She reminded him that she was only in the first trimester of pregnancy and that was she okay with doing such chores, but he reminded her that the fetus was most vulnerable during this time, something she couldn't really argue with.

Speaking of arguing, he let her win any and all debates they had, which had really dwindled to nothing. At the first sign of agitation from her, he backed down completely and agreed with her, somehow managing to make it sound non-patronizing…

All in all, it was very sweet …but it wasn't her Shiv… and as much as they used to drive each other up the wall – at times, literally – that was the Shiv that she had fallen in love with… that was the Shiv that she wanted back. This one – with his perpetually sweet and caring demeanor – had none of the mischief and passion that her Shiv did.

Then there was the other thing… he had not made love to her since that night when he had been dead-drunk, which he had promptly proceeded to block from his memory even though there had been nail marks on his back and a red streak on his shoulder. It was not even like her belly had expanded from the pregnancy yet. In fact, the changes that were evident on her body at this point, she would have thought that he would be excited about… or rather excited by… she could swear that her bra-size had increased by one full cup size already, but had her sweet, loving, dull, boring husband noticed? Of course not… And, not to toot her own horn, but she rather thought that pregnancy agreed with her - her skin glowed now and those pre-natal vitamins Shiv religiously made her take were doing wonders for her hair and nails. And all the hormones surging through her system not only made her moods swing wildly, but they also made her incredibly… well, that… she almost felt like she was back on the aphrodisiac, although her arousal was thankfully under better control… but still… her breasts were swollen and tender, her insides constantly in a riot of sensation whenever she happened to catch a sight of him, and her body ached so much from needing him… and he didn't seem to notice even a bit! Arghh.. she could just scream… how could a man make you feel loved and not wanted all at the same time?

"Gauri?" She heard suddenly and looked down at Senna's petite form.

"Are you alright?" she asked in that distinctively American accent of hers which was quite funny when it was Hindi that she was speaking – something she had been apparently learning for five years – and quite a bit smoother when she switched occasionally to English. What was even more strange is that Senna herself appeared to be quite of mix of ethnicities, with her dark hair and her exotic features. She could really be from anywhere or everywhere all at once…

"Oh sorry… I am fine Senna." Gauri smiled before she continued, "So let me tell you about the Mehndi and Sangeet. It's really a lot of fun…"

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Originally posted by: nikipuki

btw is there a feminine form of mice or mouse i.e. I mean like how peahen is the female form and peacock is masculine.

Nice update! I like the sweet, caring Shiv...I know that most of you like the naughty Shiv, but I think there can (and hopefully will) be a balance. To me, there's nothing better than a man that makes you shiver who also doesn't hesitate to rub your feet when they are swollen from being 9 months pregnant. But that's just me... (and no, you cannot have him.) 😆

Originally posted by: saomom

Nice update! I like the sweet, caring Shiv...I know that most of you like the naughty Shiv, but I think there can (and hopefully will) be a balance. To me, there's nothing better than a man that makes you shiver who also doesn't hesitate to rub your feet when they are swollen from being 9 months pregnant. But that's just me... (and no, you cannot have him.) 😆

Originally posted by: Lip-a-Licious

hmmmm now that i think about it, i actually agree with you....
Shiv should deffo be sweet and caring....
but at the same time he should still retain his naughtiness too....

Originally posted by: sridevi27

You mean, typing her paper and attending her classes don't count as sweet and caring? 😆