Part 4
Buried memories
The farmhouse was dark as Sujal sat dwelled in his misery. He was heavily drunk as Sheena's harsh taunts had tormented him since he left that party. He knew he had reacted like an animal with her yet it was her only who made him react that way. If only she would have understood the pain he had gone through and still went through then she wouldn't have resisted so much.
There were the coulourful days too yet he should have understood from the beginning how they were soon going to be smeared with black and white. He remembered how much he was crazy about her and she also hadn't left one moment to not have showered her passion over him. Yet it was all farce and probably just one step for her to go ahead in her success. "I would have given everything to you Sheena if you would have asked." He finished his glass and then held it in his hands looking at the carving in his drunken state. "But why did you betray my trust? Why?" Anger took over him as he threw the glass which shattered into pieces. Then he covered his face with both his hands.
A pair of soft hands wrapped around his neck which comforted him. He sensed the smell. He could never forget that smell as it had been one of the things which had lured him towards her. He looked up and found her very close to him. Slowly his pain left his body as if sand drained out of an hour glass. It was as if he reached a very relaxed point with that soft touch and then he turned around to hold her closer yet he fell against the back rest of the arm chair he sat on. It was just his imagination and she wasn't really there.
He should have guessed because the whole farmhouse held her memories one way or the other. He still remembered that New Year and how she had livened up the whole party just by her very presence. Each corner of that place reminded him of her laughter, her beauty and her hot body. He remembered those numerous encounters which he had with her within that farmhouse of catching a few kisses here and there.
Khuda ko dikh raha hoga, na dil tujhse juda hoga
Teri taqdeer main mujhko, wo ab to likh raha hoga
Those moments with her had been the best as she had helped him block the rest of the world out with her enchanting presence.
Khuda ko dikh raha hoga, na dil tujhse juda hoga
Teri taqdeer main mujhko, wo ab to likh raha hoga
All he wanted was her and her love yet she totally hadn't respected anything he gave her. He thought he saw a shadow so he turned towards the left and found her standing in front with that pretty smile of her's. Perhaps his delusional state made him hallucinate yet he still wanted to touch her to think she perhaps was real.
Tera hee bus hona chaahoon, tere dard main rona chaahoon
Tere dil ke in zakhmo pe, marham main hona chaahoon
Obviously the image soon vanished and he was left in despair. The memories had haunted him from the past one year. From the day she had left him.
Tera hee bus hona chaahoon, tere dard main rona chaahoon
Tere dil ke in zakhmo pe, marham main hona chaahoon
Many times he had thought why life had been so unfair to him. He already had so much in his life yet it had never satisfied him like Sheena had done by coming in his life. She had given him that pleasure which nothing else could have given him. Right then he just cried over his unfortunate fate.
Karle kabool khudaya mere sajde
Ab to naseeb mere ose likh de
Haaa karle kabool khudaya mere sajde
Ab to naseeb mere ose likh de
He sat crouched in a corner and looked out of the window at the dark night. It was a very dark night indeed as the moon and stars had disappeared. Just like how his life had become totally dark as Sheena once upon a time had been his light.
Tu phir na soya hoga, shayad phir roya hoga
Tu phir na soya hoga, shayad phir roya hoga
Silent tears fell down his eyes as the past ran in front of him like a reel.
Aasu meri palkon pe, yun hi na aaya hoga
He just snapped out and wiped his tears as he wanted to forget all that. He knew it was next to impossible because he had failed from the past one year so how was he going to achieve it now.
De na mujhko aawaazein, ya sunn meri faryaadein
Gehre hain mujhko yaadein, bin tere
She sat beside him and cuddled his head in her hands. Then she lightly kissed him on the forehead. Before he could have held her back she disappeared and his hand fell onto the cold floor.
Tujhe hi bas paana chaahoon, khud ko main khona chaahoon
Tere dil ke in zakhmo pe, marham main hona chaahoon
He got up and walked towards the open door and just stared out at the dark night as if he tried to find a hope of light somewhere.
Tera hee bus hona chaahoon, tere dard main rona chaahoon
Tere dil ke in zakhmo pe, marham main hona chaahoon
Khuda ko dikh raha hoga, na dil tujhse juda hoga
Teri taqdeer main mujhko, wo ab to likh raha hoga
No matter where he looked inside the house, he saw her in one way or the other. She either stood by the stairs smiling back at him, or sitting down beside him and comforting him. He knew that when he had decided to come there but still he wanted to dwell onto his pain and sorrow.
Dil ne ibadat ki hain, teri bus chaahat ki hain
His memories took him back to those days in which he was ready to do anything for her as she was his centre of desire.
Dil ne ibadat ki hain, teri bus chaahat ki hain
Likhaaya arziyon main, tujh bin jeena nahi hain
He got a sudden feeling as if someone stared back at him. He turned around and found her there. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a soft kiss. He held her close and smiled. He didn't care if the alcohol made him hallucinate. All he cared was that at least it soothed him seeing her there. However it again broke and he just stared into space.
Mujh main ab main kahan hoon, tujh main rehne laga hoon
Main to bus jee raha hoon, bin mere
Of course he had had several dreams in which he had her with him like he wanted. Like he had always wanted. Yet she never understood any of his desires or wishes and simply thought about herself all the way.
Tujhe khwaab main dikhna chaahoon, teri saans main khona chaahoon
Tere dil ke in zakhmo pe, marham main hona chaahoon
Tera hee bus hona chaahoon, tere dard main rona chaahoon
Tere dil ke in zakhmo pe, marham main hona chaahoon
He walked outside on the small deck and just sighed. Right then he didn't know whether to laugh at his fate or to just let his tears flow and take out all the pain. As he turned around he saw her reflection inside. She called him constantly and walked backwards. He became afraid of losing her so he ran inside.
Khuda ko dikh raha hoga, na dil tujhse juda hoga
Teri taqdeer main mujhko, wo ab to likh raha hoga
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He stumbled two to three times until finally he hit a foot stool and tumbled over. His body was exhausted due to the drinking so he eventually passed out. Yet his mind hadn't exhausted because it switched back down memory lane to all those which he had buried deep inside.
FLASHBACK
It had been three months now since Sujal and Sheena had been together and they had been fruitful. There had been several dates and exchange of gifts where mostly Sujal had showered her with his love and things which he would have loved to see on her. Of course she had mixed feelings of being excited to have so many expensive gifts as well as getting it from such a handsome rich man.
It was Friday and Sheena just returned back home after a hard day's work. Her work load had increased in the past few days because of her lack of concentration. There had been a few disappointments from clients as she had been too distracted with Sujal to have paid attention as she normally did. Her work quality dropped and she got a good scolding from her boss.
After that she got back onto track to put things straight so her work load had increased. However she couldn't refuse to any of Sujal's proposals for dates so whether they were for lunch or just coffee after work or dinner. She felt as if he was a too good to be true myth and if she ignored it then he would disappear. She didn't think she could live without him anymore.
Her mother was sound asleep which was a relief as lately her health had again gone down. She had taken her to the hospital yesterday and there wasn't anything to worry about as such.
Then she stripped down as she got into her room and just shoved herself into the lukewarm water of the bath tub and just closed her eyes to release all the tension. Yes it was a constricted bathroom yet she could imagine how it wasn't going to be long before things would change for her. She had already saved enough to return back to their original house and the papers were also under process. They had to sell it to pay off her dad's unpaid loans yet now she wanted it back. Her loan was already saunctioned and the deal was going to be fixed. Of course she could have just asked for Sujal's help yet she wanted to achieve the house by her hard work. After all she was doing everything for her mother.
Ten minutes passed and she had almost dwelled into deep slumber when the irritating ring of her phone disturbed her. She had put her mobile on the edge just incase there was an important call from work. At first she didn't want to bother as she was really tired but then took it anyways and saw who it was. It brought a wide grin on her face as she answered it. "Hello." Her voice rejuvenated.
"I don't think you're interested in me anymore Sheena." Sujal complained.
Sheena became stiff. "What you mean? Have I said or done something which made you think that?"
He leaned back against his leather arm chair. "Mera phone ek hee ring me uthaya karti thi or ab chaar ghantiya baad uthaya. So what am I to make of this?"
In return she gave a short laugh. "You're too dramatic Mr. Sujal Garewal."
The way she always took his name really enticed him further. "Hmmm, now madam why did you take so long to pick up my phone?"
"I'm sorry I'm having a bath right now so I couldn't get it. I was too tired from the long day's work"
A lot of naughtiness filled within him. "Then you should have called me. I'm sure I would have relaxed you in that tub within a few minutes."
She could just imagine the mischief in his eyes right then. "Oh really. How exactly would you have done that?"
"Well I'm sure a full body massage had taken off all your stress and you know the magic in my fingers." He rolled his tongue in his cheek. "I would have pressed each part very softly in order to take you away into a completely different plain."
Her tips became erect just by listening to that and she really hated to admit that he held such a great impact on her. It was almost impossible sometimes to hide her pleasure from him as he certainly had that sharp eye to notice how much aroused she got.
The brief pause made him curious as to what went on in her mind. His outright bold comments were done on purpose as he always wanted to see how much it excited her as he knew it would only be beneficial for him later. "What are you thinking?" he teased her. "I'm sure you would have already imagined me in the tub with you by now." It was hard for her to reply so she remained mute. "And I'm slowly working up your body kneading and pressing making you squirm."
The affect got stronger as the water suddenly felt cold and she shuddered. It was hard to decipher whether it was the heightened senses or the water had really gone cold. At first she tried to ignore his description yet what could she have done about the naughty human mind as it forced her to imagine it. She hated the fact that he could have his way with her.
"Yes it feels very good..." he continued pleasing her more like relaxing her. "Your hand is certainly rested at the correct place as you know where and how exactly I would have pressed it." He mused and had made a mental picture of her in the bath tub.
Sheena saw that absentmindedly her hand had rested over her chest as if she really had intended to masturbate. However she snapped out. "Sujal will you just stop it."
He sniggered. "Why? Are you afraid that you'll get carried away?" He sure loved to use that empowering personality over her as; if she really would get carried away then it was just better for him.
"No I'm not." She snapped back at him and smiled. "Seriously Sujal your idea of relaxing is more like heavy exercise."
He sure loved the sound of that. "Aaah so you were thinking about it weren't you?" he chuckled. "You see you just can't resist me now can you Sheena?"
There was no way she wanted to admit that. "Agar yehi saari baate karni hain Sujal to me phone rakh rahi hu." It was her turn to tease him.
Her tricks weren't hidden from him. "Alright, alright." He leaned back onto his chair. "But I did relax you now didn't I sweetheart?" he knew very well that she agreed with him as she sighed which was a very good sign. "My magic always works." He felt proud of himself. "Ok now get ready in ten minutes."
That alerted her and she sat up straight again in the tub. "What do you mean? What's happening in ten minutes?"
"We're going to a dinner party, that's what's happening." He said it ever so casually. "Come on get ready quick."
The tiredness rolled back onto her and she slouched against the tub wall. "Nahi Sujal aaj me seriously bohat thak gayi hoon."
Now he wasn't the one to hear a negative response. "Abhi to maine kuch kiya bhi nahi or thak gayi tum?" Sheena once again snapped at him and he just laughed. "No ways Sheena. I just spent the past five minutes in relaxing your mind and I know very well that your stress has come off."
Of course it was true that she was relaxed yet she knew that after the date there was going to be another late night and that simply created the tiredness further.
"Are you listening to me Sheena?" Her quietness gave him doubts. "Ok you've got a choice. Either you get ready in ten minutes or I'm coming over there to give you that massage in the tub. After all it's my pleasure either way. "
Both the choices were tempting indeed and she knew he had created a web for her. Either way she was stuck. She knew if she agreed to go with him then it was going to be fun as always and also the after affects were going to bug her. Then if she agreed to let him come over, then also the after affects were going to bug her.
"Tum aarahi ho ke me aao?" he anticipated the answer.
"Haan." She replied as she sat up to leave the tub.
Sujal became excited. "Sach to tum chahti ho ke me aajao? Wow! It certainly is my lucky day." His naughty laughter filled his whole bedroom.
In return she just smacked her forehead and told him that she said yes to the dinner party. He pretended to be in despair that his chance got mugged and she just told him to hold his horses as she got ready.
The very reasons for why he liked Sheena so much was because she always agreed with him in the end no matter what happened. Of course he cared for her a lot due to which he always wanted to see her happy and he knew that she stayed very happy when with him. She had become an addictive drug which he knew he could never give up. He needed her more than he had ever imagined. Her company and her presence meant a lot in his life right then.
The dinner parties were often very formal so the perfect attire was the biggest requirement. Sheena knew she had to look her best as per her personality and fame. There were probably going to be new prospects there too so she couldn't take chances and not be noticed. Then again it was hardly likely to not be noticed when she was with Sujal Garewal. She busily searched through her cupboard yet each dress she selected she immediately rejected. She just couldn't find anything suitable.
Just then the door rang and she bit her tongue. She was still in her robe and he was already there. "Why is this man so impatient?" she cursed under her breath as she made her way towards the door to kindly request him to wait for a few more mintues. Of course she didn't want to show herself to him in the robe as she knew then it was going to be impossible for him to leave at all. She opened the door only enough for her head to stick out and was rather surprised to find someone else. "Yes?"
It looked like a delivery man but it was so late in the evening then how had he come then? Whatever it was she just received the parcel from him and then thanked God that she hadn't opened the full door otherwise the delivery guy wouldn't have ended up leaving.
Curiosity burned as she studied the parcel and then like an excited child opened it up and found a gift box. She opend it with a smile and then the contents simply left her in awe. Then she read the note - 'Something I would love to see on you.'
She picked up the dress and quickly draped it upon her as the excitement killed her. The peach chiffon ruffled dress fit her perfect body so well that she couldn't have loved it less. The flow was amazing and she couldn't stop complimenting Sujal's taste. He was simply the best.
In about ten minutes she left her house and wasn't less surprised to find Sujal's BMW waiting for her. He was a fanatic when it came to time and she hadn't seen a more perfect man than him. She really wanted to see what he wore as most of the time they always complimented each other. He surely would have picked that dress according to that.
As he gazed out of the car window towards her coming to the car, time stood still. When he had picked that dress he had imagined her very well in it and then when he saw her in reality he simply became numb. The dress looked only pretty because she was in it. She carried it very well onto her and her curves jutted out perfectly which he knew was going to make it terribly difficult for him to control himself. He simply wanted to cancel the dinner party and just wanted to ravish her totally in his car.
That look wasn't hidden from her and she knew he was blown away totally. Of course she loved that because any woman would love the attention she would get, especially from the very hot and sexy man like Sujal.
Finally she reached the car door and only after that she sat inside that he snapped out. She couldn't less admire him in that white suit of his. He certainly had perfectly picked out the colour to compliment her. The car moved on yet he seriously couldn't keep his hands off her. He couldn't help it and his arm went around her shoulders and rested on his favourite toy which he loved to smoother over and over again. The soft fabric of the dress surely prevented him from touching her soft skin yet he could still feel it underneath it.
Obviously she tried many times to keep his hands off her but she surely knew she dealt with a stubborn man as no affect took place. Even if he listened then automatically his hand came back to play with her in the next few minutes. She had to give up in the end.
It wasn't that he didn't have any self control over him. Of course he did yet he felt he didn't want to lose any of the precious moments he spent with her so he made the most of it. It had turned out to be as if he wanted to own her as his only possession and no one else had the right on her.
The car soon stopped at the venue where the dinner was held. She was glad that finally he would stop and she opened the door to leave yet she couldn't go further because his hand pulled her back inside. "Sujal, we're getting late and aren't you always punctual?"She gave a mischievous grin.
His dark eyes teased her and mentally undressed her right there in front of him. "Yes I am my dear but you see we're not late, they've just come early." And he pulled her closer to him.
Initially she felt uncomfortable as it was a public place so anyone could have spotted them. Thank God the driver had left already otherwise she wouldn't have allowed Sujal to have done anything. She tried to get out. "I suggest we go inside before all of them come outside." She joked.
He had no intentions of leaving her soon. "Yes we will go only after I get one kiss." His silky voice seduced her as he kissed her on the side of her neck. "Just one kiss." He kissed her further down her neckline.
Her defences had fallen and she couldn't stop him or resist the passion and
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