Dinner with Ragini :) - Part 6 - Page 14

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Posted: 10 years ago

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Originally posted by: ronitfan

Ha to Adaalat cross over episode to end Pam track😆

That just made me ROFL! 😆

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roneeta

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Posted: 10 years ago

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Bumping it up in case anyone wants to read :)

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Where's the next part? Of course I am stalking you to read this OS

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#44

That was simply wonderful !! Why dont you start M&B Series with IKNMP background...😆 will be a best seller

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Originally posted by: poetic
Where's the next part? Of course I am stalking you to read this OS

Hehe this stalking I don't mind..

Am out for a movie.. Will update tonight :)

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Originally posted by: san2471
That was simply wonderful !! Why dont you start M&B Series with IKNMP background...😆 will be a best seller

Thanks dear 😳

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Rumaisa

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Posted: 10 years ago

#47

this is wonderful dear
beautifully written👏
loved it and eager for more😃😃
take care

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Thanks a lot Rozy :)

Will write more soon!

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Originally posted by: ronitfan
Making a mental note of what he had discovered, he rushed out of the bathroom now.. he could not live in the world of the new Ragini anymore.. this person was not the Ragini who loved him and who he adored.. it felt like she had cheated him.. cheated herself by giving in to these medicines and their support.. like she was incomplete without these appendages.. where was the confident Ragini who had swept him off his feet? The Ragini who wanted to change the world, who wanted him to conquer it.. the Ragini who saved him from himself so many times.. his sun and moon.. she seemed so distant now, so alien..

Meanwhile, Ragini moved to settle down on her chair only to feel his coat on it. She stood up instantly, irritated. Some things never changed.. she looked at his coat angrily.. it just slumped there.. like Nachiket would.. his old habit of throwing his coat wherever he wanted.. the days when he would come back from the hospital, his coat draped over an arm.. scooping her in his arms as she waited to tell him how much she loved him.. the honeymoon period of their marriage.. later they graduated to hugs instead of constantly telling each other how much they loved each other.. they didn't need to tell each other in words anymore.. they knew.. and then he'd go to his room, leaving a trail of his clothes and shoes behind him.. exasperating her.. he could be such a child!

Coming back to the present, she held his coat in her arms and for some reason stayed in that position.. her hand roaming on the fabric, feeling it.. feeling the satin lining of the sleeves.. she sighed inwardly.. Nachiket always had excellent taste in clothes.. she used to marvel at his choice of clothes and the shopping he did, both for himself and the gorgeous dresses he got her.. there were so many mornings where she'd sleepily look at him getting dressed.. he'd joke and ask her to look away.. telling her he felt like some model who was being inspected.. she smiled and looked at him anyway.. he was beautiful..

Moving her hands on the coat now, she missed having a person to hug at that particular moment. Her fingers lingering on the coat just a minute longer, she carefully folded the suit (OCD) and placed it on the sofa.. waiting for him to come so they could start dinner. She didn't know why she was waiting actually.. she could start dinner anyway! But wait she did..

To be continued :)

She did not need to wait for much longer.. he rushed out of her room rather impatiently and it struck Ragini as a bit odd. She thought maybe he was in a hurry to finish dinner and get on with things and go back home. He folded his sleeves upto his elbow as he sat down.. and she found herself looking at him almost adoringly. He looked extra handsome when he did that, her focus shifting to his slender arms and his 'surgeon fingers' as she liked to call them when they were together.. there were moments when she'd just hold his hand in hers and look intently at his fingers.. they were so long and slender, so artistic.. she always thought her hands were rather ungraceful. Her fingers were just plain long, nothing else. She would have preferred short, stubby fingers to her current set of digits..

Looking at him again, she saw the muscles under his shirt flex as he pulled out a chair. She consciously looked away. The last thing she wanted was for him to catch her staring at his arms. Nachiket settled into his chair and looked around for his coat, noticing it was neatly folded away on the sofa. He smiled a deep smile, almost chuckling. Some things never changed.

Ashaben came over to serve some raita and Nachiket smiled warmly at her. It had been so long since he'd shared a meal with someone in such an intimate setting. He was not a lunch and dinner person of late - preferring to reheat the food when he came home late and having it alone, often dividing his time between his food, TV and his iPhone. He took a deep breath and tried to take in this feeling - this feeling that felt so new and yet so familiar. He looked at Ragini but she was looking away somewhere in the distance.

Ragini's peripheral vision brought her back to reality.. Nachiket's arm was in front of her eyes. She moved to see Nachiket pouring water in her glass. For some strange reason, that was always the first thing he'd done at the dinner table - fill up their glasses with water. And he was doing it so naturally tonight, like nothing had changed. She realized he was not even thinking about it .. as he poured water into his glass while talking to her mother. Ragini felt her eyes getting a little misty. A part of her wanted all this back.. sharing a table, sharing a meal.. giving in to the familiarity of her Nachiket pouring water..

This familiarity was making her uncomfortable but Nachiket was just getting started.. she looked at his legs under the table and there he was, shaking them vigorously. It was a tick, an involuntary habit - he shook his legs whenever he was sitting.. she would press down her hand on his thigh asking him to stop and he'd look at her hand and then back at her with a naughty look on his face and she'd just give up. Ragini let out a soft sigh.. and just then, Nachiket repeated yet another old habit and put one of his feet on the footrest of her chair.

He always did that.. as he sat down, he always felt this urge to stretch his legs and reach towards the footrest of the chair next to him.. and that irritated Ragini to no end because it was almost always her chair he'd pick. Whenever she needed to shift her chair, there would be the dead weight of his leg on it.. and she'd get all the more irritated. Coming back to the present, Ragini felt overwhelmed by all the memories.. of how natural all this felt.. of how he did not even need to try..

to be continued 😊

Edited by ronitfan - 10 years ago