SS 67 Doleful Symphony - Page 33

Uninvited Guest feels so fresh!!
Ritu is now coming over the Bhallas and I wonder if seeing dude again and waiting to be with him in their love/ fight.. stare/ standoff and succumb before he has to leave; mode will make II regret having invited Ritu over! Women who love their husbands do hate them and hate themselves for wanting to be around the Husband all the time especially after all that our II has been through.
Touched a chord when she asks Nivi to use her magic and give her a baby boy like her! Reassuring to know in our SoSyland dreams come true!
A warm blanket, Vani's warm Cuppa, Vidya's morning Raga and more for the rest of us!
Awesome job Nisha 👏 😊

I don't go anywhere else on forum apart from your tales Nisha.
IF doesn't excite me. Maybe coz not watching any daily soaps as I once upon a time watched YHM or whatever.
Your stories are magnet. We are attached to it like nothing else and I guess is integral part. Sorry for not liking the post every time I read it.
But I love the tales.
Guilty of being more biased to ID.
Thank you Nisha for these wonderful stories.
The effort you put is indeed amazing. You are a fabulous story teller.

So happy to see all you guys back here and chatting. I know I'm not regular here but this sorry has some personal significance for me too. Not in he virtual and in the real world.
I love to drool over the dude and I can seriously give Nivi competition in that area!! But the biggest thing for me is that I read about Mr. Iyer and read of all that R&B thinks of him and feel less wicked in my own life! Swear I'm a logical person otherwise!! The magic you have woven and the life your readers have given this forum does make me understand why Sri straddles distances to meet a forum buddy.

Found my anchor and my chanakya here 😉 And love Friday's for more than the fact that my weekend begins with my afternoon tea .. I'm all set to pack up thereafter. And yes I Officially HATE my job 😃 pretty much like II and don't give up despite not needing the job!

Love SoSy to bits..

Make sense...

"What are u talking about? I have had coke PLENTY of times before lunch time" she said visibly defensive
He laughed, having cornered her
She squirmed and sighed when she realized he hadnt found out abt Ritu yet... yayyy

YET!
IDIOT

"Aate hi shuru ho jaana hai toone?" Ranjan was upset

"Just reminding her" he muttered

Sitting next to his Dad

The men scoped each other out fondly
"Thanks for taking care of my friend" R&B muttered

Nivi reached for Ranjan's idlis

Ranjan chopped it up and fed her

She pulled it out of her mouth and fed her own Dad

The men laughed out loud

II's shoulders relaxed, a warm gushy wave spread like wildfire through her insides

"Yahan mat dhona please" she begged Mavvy as he approached the giant sinks with a colander with chicken in it

He nodded apologetically

"Akka bhi aayengi shaam ko to is liye, main kha loongi" she said apologetically

"Bhabhiji, no pro-bilum" Mavvy smiled

I DONT EAT MEAT
BUT DO EVERY THING WITH A MEAT EATER
PIGGG!!
He had grabbed her shamelessly and kissed her mouth

Smelling like spearmint and dude
Tasting addictive like a banned painkiller
He loved the intersection of her upper and lower lips
He stroked them endlessly like a unruly teen ringing the door bell

When she opened her mouth he went in without taking his shoes off dropping his back pack on the couch leaving a trail of muddy foot prints all over the house... ummm... sigh
The slim fingers rubbing, caressing her spine, just the way he knew how to

His thumb pausing on the most erozenous vertebra.. vertebrae
More like...



II let her tongue sweep her lips
And recollected the scent and feel

Thick dense chin hair, "neatly overgrown"
He even let her lean and feel his body
Thankfully Ranjan had his back to them
Watching TV attentively

Nivi ruined it all

She tried to endure her Dad fondling her Amma for 5 minutes?
But no longer...

"Geez get a room people" she shrieked

Ranjan turned around

II staggered back weakly

THERE GOES ALL YOUR RESOLVE TO HAVE THE "TALK" WITH HIM
WHAT TALK?
ADI PAAVI
THE "NO SEX ANYMORE" TALK
OH YEAH... I HAVENT FORGOTTEN THAT ONE

"SURE!


Wonder if he did that to all the women?
II paused letting the faucet run as her brain clouded with judgement and envy
Did they all kiss him back like she did?
Some probably didnt wear any clothes, or any underwear and just lay back down on the white marble counter
The long hanging breakfast nook lights must have swung agitated as he took them on the kitchen counter

The cauliflower colander over flowd, she had actually managed to fill a COLANDER?

"Whats the occasion?" he asked

She splashed water all over herself as she turned

"Whatt?" she asked

Her face covered in sparkling beads of water

He waved his hand, as he sipped his espresso

"Oh IDUVAAA" (Oh the food?)

OH SHITTT
OH SHITTT
OH SHITTT
THE KISS HAS NUMBED YOUR BRAIN II

"Oh... kuch bhi nahi" she said at first

"Tan, Sam, Dad asked me to invite Chachu, Akka Athim" she listed

OK OK OK OK
I CAN DO THIS
I CAN DO THIS
HE IS MY HUBS FOR GODS SAKE
I AM NOT INVITING MY LOVER
UMM... UMMM... WHO... YEAH SUBBBU
SHITT I EVEN FORGOT HIS NAME

"Great" he bit into a biscotti that Nivi had left uneaten

Nivi and Ranjan were gone now

Her kiss recreation had caused Ranjan to retire and Nivi to grow up and be married?

IDIOT

OH SORRY

"BTW maine Bally ko bhi kaha"


"Good... he nodded, I owe him a couple craft beers" he chuckled

She nodded


"Aur Ritu" she said almost inaudibly

He froze and turned

"As in ur boss?" he asked

She nodded guiltily, turning red

He shrugged

"I casually mentioned... she jumped up on it" she said

He shrugged

He didnt care
"U must think "She bitches so much and schmoozes given a chance" she said

He turned serious, leaned on the white marble counter hands in his pocket


"My opinion is making u cringe?" he asked bluntly

"U know u will use it when we fight next time" she accused

"Oh yeah fight" he said sarcastically

"Umm.. mujhe laga I can get it over with before the diwali stuff" she mumbled "U can give me crap if u like" she said

"I really dont care who u invite II" he said his hands balled into a fist in his pockets

"U dont unless its time to talk about my lack of professional growth" she said

"Shes not MY boss, she is YOURS, shun... SCHMOOZE..." he shrugged as if saying "Do what u like"

"Oh yeah I forgot, YOU,... ARE the BOSS" she said

"This has nothing to do with what i do for living" he hissed

Boom!
Like throwing a lit match into gasoline
Her own lack of conviction in inviting her boss, her frustration at her own self at having
to encounter her husband suddenly on the eve of such a dinner, fears about the outcome of the evening. Having the whole family gathered around to watch the spectacle had all gotten to her riling her up


He was pissed she didnt even mention it to him. He knew she hated Ritu
But to host a dinner for her at home after accepting a new job didnt make sense to him at all... not one bit

He tok his coffee mug after a refill the morning papers and went up the back stair case

Its been 3 years since they met but in professional matters they were still adversaries
Just like the first day...

"Surly Brewing Darkness"

She didnt go up even to check on his lunch plan
She ate downstairs, have ashamed for picking a fight with him the day he returned, half afraid she will apologize and then end up in bed with him
Leading to her greater intrinsic fear...Afraid it would lead to a pregnancy and miscarriage
Her belly wound up in a knot tighter than Amma's head wrapped in a towel on Friday morning

Nivi slept like a baby... she curled up on the alphabet rug and slept on the floor
It was after 2 PM
Ranjan went to work "to give them privacy" according to him

Dinner was 70% done, dahi vadas had to be squeezed out of water and sunk into spiced yogurt, Mavvy made yummy kachauris
He had friedn them yesterday, but he was downstairs stirring the date chutney now

It was a lot of work to invite someone for dinner
Chef nights seemed like a thing of the past

She heard foot steps

She was afraid to look

"U are kidding" he said

She sat up

"U must be jet lagged" she lied

He leaned on the door jamb

He had showered, and wore draw string slacks and a plaid cotton shirt
His curls moist clumps


"Have u eaten?" she asked

He shook his head, his curls bobbed

"I made a bunch of vegetarian for dinner" she said quietly

"I will take a turkey sandwich" he said


He followed her down, she made it for him, well picked up the slices with a fork and placed it on the bread, along with the condiments and dressing
There was something utterly sexy in fixing him a turkey sandwich... acc to HER
He could pretty much cook for an army if he wanted to, he proved that over and over again in Paris when he entertained.
But he watched her fixing it
Like she was on some culinary show

She did random things to it
Threw cranberries in, spicy mango chutney, sometimes achar... to throw him off
This afternoon she applied dhania chutney on the hand sliced bread
He ate it without a whimper

It was their lil indulgence

"Coke doon?" she asked

"Surly Brewing Darkness" he smirked

She knew it was a craft beer but chose to be offended

She walked over to the frig and handed him a bottle

"Did u fly direct?" she asked politely

He nodded

"Kaam kaisa hai?" she asked

He groaned audibly
Her questions were earnest, her Hindi was to die for

"Two ventures crashed and burned" he said quietly biting into a sliver of crisp lettuce that had escaped the bread prison
"Oh no" she said sadly

He explained what the funding was for he told her how they failed and how much money was lost

"II" he said almost like a caress

She looked down at his plate self consciously, the sexual chemistry unmistakable

She had changed her ear rings, wonder how she sneaked up wore them and went down to the first floor to put Nivi down for a nap

She wore a pearl studded traditional jhumka he wondered if she wud be wearing a pearl colored saree

Sam called him

"India aakar call bhi nahi karte tum" she yelled

"Ooops" he chuckled

II got up

"Nap" she whispered

He nodded
She went up to the 2nd floor this time and curled up on their bed and took a nap

"Chitheee" Shravu was screaming

"Yenn da katharey" she scolded

It was after 6
She had napped three hours
She had a list of 17 things to do before the guests arrived

AYYYO

"Where is Uncle R?" she asked

"Isnt he YOUR husband" Shravu wise cracked

"Rakshasaney" she cursed the teen

"Can I stay here tonight?" he asked

"Amma enna sonna?" she asked cautiously

"I told her chithi wants me to" he laughed

Nivi came in running

He rolled on the fine carpet, Nivi crash landed they goofed

"Ur boss is here" R&B appeared at the door and announced

Nisha I have been reading sosy from chapter 1 again.. hahaha
Can u can u please make manny know that II and Dude had a prenup pleaseee

"Tasting addictive like a banned painkiller
He loved the intersection of her upper and lower lips
He stroked them endlessly like a unruly teen ringing the door bell"

Woah!!The comparison of their smooch , the addiction of it to a banned pain killer or the passion involved in it being compared to an impatient and restless teen ringing a door bell...

And the building of layers on the Turkey sandwich . Now that's a sexy turkey sandwich for sure. Cranberries, achaar, spicy chutneys, spices ... it's so vivid. Next time I hear some random guy place an order for sandwich at any eat out, II building one for Dude is what's going to be vivid on my head. Those layers to that damn Turkey bread had LOTS OF OOMPH ON IT 😆 😆

Clicking on like button every single update I have not done ... but it is descriptive writing such as this that has got us hooked for two years and counting. Yep. The writing's bold, unique , distinct and more importantly makes a connect on some level or the other for each one of us here. 👍🏼