Tondaregara
"Well.. I wasnt exactly a model child" he nibbled her cheek as they stood in the balcony staring into the thinning traffic
"Why model?" she asked confused
He chuckled
"Umm.. U know I was the best kid" he hugged her sideways squeezing her arms as he kissed on top of her head
"U can do it like that easily, I have to climb on stool" she smiled at him through her sparkling eyes, her glasses fogging up as he breathed over them
"I might be blind but I am tall, and I wear a wig... dont mess with a guy that wears a wig" he winked his lips twitching softly
"I was only saying that, because your hair na" she struggled as she blushed
"Yeah its not mine" he whispered, handing her a fistful as she pulled, and laced her fingers and released
"I shud feel pretty good abt myself I get to be with you" he smiled
"I am not a model na" she explained
He cracked up heartily
"u dont have to be... you are a scientist... and sexy one" he whispered kissing her neck
"ashwinnn" she groaned arching, allowing him more real estate
"I know" his muffled sounds of satisfaction sending her insides swaying
"Why u dont want to go to Delhi?" she asked kissing his arm, as it was right across her face
"Beacuse I am ready for Ma and Lee to leave so I can make love every where" he said lifting his head his eyes twinkling
She removed his glasses
"Gimme that" he snatched
"No... Ashwinnn..."
"I am done playing the dutiful son Trish I need my house back" he said rubbing his tired face all over hers
"I am not a towel" she said primly
"Oh you are" he said savagely necking her "My towel, my blanket, my pillow by mattress" he whispered
"Thats not even good poetry" she said clearly not happy
He laughed until he lost his breath, she looked on shyly at first a little miffed later
"U are pretty cute" he said kissing her losing his smile
the taste of him over powering her senses
"Lets go to bed... we returned from Koh Samui in a week, thats shudnt put an end to" he kissed her again
she lay weakly on his chest
"U dont want to go to Delhi, can we go to Ullal and see Aanu?" she asked weakly
"Umm.. I know I should say yes... but I dont think he likes me very much" he said quietly
"I am living her with your mother no?" she offered logically
"Arent u supposed to say Ma?" he teased
Mandira had publicly poked Trisha at dinner for struggling to come up with a title for her
Trisha had many ways "Umm.." "Uh" "Aun" (swallowing the rest of the "ty") "Mrs. Naran"
Dadu had told her she needed to warm up to the girl
"U were the ones that thought she wasnt suitable for my Ashvin" Mandira had countered
"I am yours?" Ashvin had gently mocked his Mom
"He gave himself to his wife at Koh Samui Ma" Leela had laughed hysterically causing Trisha to fumble blush and finally drop a plate with a loud clatter
"Umm.. it was a vacation" Mandira steered clear from it, or tried to force Leela to do that, she still couldnt bring herself to think about the girl the caused so much havoc in her life and her son's life sharing his bed now
Sharanbir grunted appreciatively, as Trisha scooped ice cream creatively into the expensive glass bowls
"U dont want nuts na" she nodded looking at Sharanbir
"U remember?" he smiled joyously
"I worked at restaurant na so I have to, many tourists come after a year also" she explained
"Do u have a tourist photo book?" Sharanbir had asked
Her eyes had lit up at first, nodding enthusiastically
"Umm.. yes... San" she mumbled and stopped about Sanchet
Ashvin lowered his gaze self consciously
He had caused the oldest son to run away
A son with a unique hobby was gone, no one knew where he was
His mother grieved over how he would never wear the black robe and walk commandingly down the hallway at Delhi high court
Disappointing and sad all around
Leela looked at Trisha confused
Everyone else knew what was being indicated
"Umm.. u want ice cream?" she asked Mandira then
"U can call me Mandira" Mandira said covering up, bristling, defensive for her son, not offering her DIL the privelege of calling her "Ma" or "Mom"
not willing to admit Ashvin's culpability in the whole thing
If she does that then she would have to look at Trisha in a different light, that would mean Trisha was not the cause of her troubles
That would be like accepting the loss of her husband
It was all a giant swirling mess
"Hain?" Sharanbir looked up
"she doesnt call me anything na" Mandira argued with her FIL
"U dont?" Sharanbir asked Trisha
"I think Mom is very different" (she implied it was too modern for her)
"That wud be a hoot Ma u wud be the most modern MIL" Leela laughed
"I AM" Mandira flicked her curls smugly "I will always have my style, my sense of fashion and my upper class status" she thought to herself
"Tondaregara" she hissed as Ashvin purposefully undid the drawstring on her billowing silk skirt
"I love you too" he kissed her waist
She arched in delicious agony "It means trouble maker" she whispered
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