OS: Humble request (update 6 last part on Page 6) - Page 3

As they get closer to the room, they get a better look at each other, Nachiket is looking more handsome than ever in his white turtle neck sweater and Ragini's hands over his elbow. Ragini glowing bringhtly with her red lips in her red saari. As they approach the door, Nachiket takes the lead and walks in hurriedly to do the final touchups to his preparation for the special night. Ragini stands in the doorway, to have a good look the room that she was looking at after a long time. The room had not changed one bit, it had the TV with a 3 seater couch next to the door, followed by the big bed and the cupboards adjacent to a small kitchenette with sink on the far end. There was a table for 2 at the foot of the bed. She noticed the new microwave on the counter. For a moment, she could hear the giggles and laughters, aahs and ouches, moans and groans that were left behind by them which now seemed not so long ago. For a moment she trembled and was overwhelemed by the rush of memories and desires the view of this room had brought back. Unable to handle, she instantly turned around and walked away with tears in her eyes. She needed a moment to sink it all in remind herself of the current state.. what she was here to do and that she would not let her past intervene into she being just a friend tonight.

Nachiket, inorder to get everything perfect, switches on the Movie..sets up the table and dims the light to be just right. He then glances at the door, to give her a grand welcome, only to get nervous not finding her. He rushes out.. "Ragini...", she is standing in a corner, wiping off her tears (so he absolutely doesnt see them and know how much she was affected by the room). As he approaches her, she puts on a smily face and says "something in the eye..", Nachiket smiles.. "achcha? ab theek hai?, chale...suno..keep your eyes clear there is a movie waiting...". Ragini all composed and back to what she wanted to present herself as, with a cheerful smile.."haan.." and they get into the room

R (casually): Wow!! very good. nice arrangement. What should we do first?

N (leading her to the table): first food...

R, being the food freak she is..was super excited and cheering..

N (instantly): I knew it.."Pehle tank bhar doon, phir drive pe leke jaoonga.."

R giving that "very funny Nachiket".. look.

R: But we already had dinner..

N: First look whats on the table.. (He had set up a beautiful table for 2 with a candle and a Rose)

R (screams): Ras malai.. ooo my favourite. thank you, thank you, thank you Nachiket. I had been wanting to eat it since many days.

N pulls the chair for her to sit.. she can see the TV from her chair

They both enjoy Ras malai.. R looking at the movie and commenting about it. N..just staring at her.. without missing even a single expression that appeared on her face. R was chattering more than usual, to hideaway the feelings that kept knocking continuously.

After they finished the RasMalai, Nachiket takes the bowls to sink and puts the popcorn in the microwave, while Ragini sat in the same chair watching the movie.. Nachiket returned, just when "Koi Mil gaya.. mera dil gaya.. " starts playing.. Nachiket gestures his hand for hers for a dance. She, in her mind, checking on things she could and could not do, said to herself.. "Ek dance hee toh hai".. and takes his hand.

They start off as soft salsa, smiling at each other (for their craze for dancing).. Slowly N starts pacing the moves, he takes the lead and guides her more vigorously, she responds to his increasing pace with faster moves. It is as if N is saying "you are mine and I wont let you go to anyone" in every beat. He is staring right her eye..the thought of "anyone aka. Dr Aman" turns him into a revenge seeker, moving her into and away from him rapidly. She responds with equal grace (to show that she can handle anything), and can answer him back. She gives him complete rights to do what he was doing. Soon the revenge changes itself into agony.. he is spinning her into and out of his arms, making her fall, picking her up, letting go of her and then catching her at a fast pace, tiring her, as if trying to seek answers to all those sleepless, cold, teary nights.. How much he has missed her and is longing for her can be clearly seen. She, understanding his assualt completely, reciprocates with the same vigor, her body langugage telling her side of the story which is no different. They are in no way just dancing but reading and conveying their heart, mind and soul at the same time. Their love, desires, passion, agonies, longing, jelously everything portrayed in the rythemic movements of their bodies. The dance turns out to be the best way for both to communicate what they have been wanting to say all along but have never been able to put into words. Ragini's legs are giving in, but she wouldnt stop, there is so much to say and hear. He is in complete control and is making her move, rapidly. They see completely different sides of each other that has not been surfaced anytime recently. After 5 full minutes of onslaught, the storm ceased when the song stops playing.. Nachiket makes one final move on the final beat and lets her go.

Spinning herself through, she ends up at the edge of the sofa, leaning against it. He stands still by the table. Both, emerging out of the storm that had just wrecked havoc to their hearts... stood wondering, what had gotten over them, they had done what was completely forbidden for them, atleast tonight. Although they had danced together many times before, but nothing like this one, they let their heart out, loosing themselves completely to the beats and eyes of the other. They had not experienced anything like it (even close to it) in the last 18 years.

Still panting for breathe, sweat all over and partly wet hair, she turned around slowly to look at him with a smile, surprisingly proud of her performance, having matched his pace and proven that she is no less. He, all sweaty.. smiles back, appreciating her, as if he always knew what she was capable of. They stood there staring at each other... now their eyes doing the talking... When the "Ding" of the microwave brings them back.

Nachiket signals her, that he is going to get the microwave, Ragini silently approves and still trying to breathe normally and gain consciosness of the situation, occupies the middle seat on the sofa as if watching the movie. Her mind is all turbulant, with all those thoughts that had emerged in the last 5 minutes, she is almost into tears reminiscing what she had just gathered from him. The pain in his eyes.. makes her heart sink. Pretending to watch the movie, she tries to clear her thoughts and convince her mind that it was just a dance and nothing more, and makes futile attempts re-coach her mind and bring it back to the same state that it was in when the night had started. But her heart is slowly taking over and is more than willing to listen. She is worried of what lays ahead, she settles for a more normal and natural Ragini.

Nachiket on the other hand is now completely convinced that His Ragini has not changed one bit. She is truely his, he could see it. All those years of separation, differences they have had and the people standing between them seem irrelevant, their love for each other beyond these things. He is gained back his confidence and returning to joyful, mischivous, Ragini's Nachiket. He has found himself. The last 5 minutes with her had reinvigorated the dead soul in him.. For him, it was now just a matter of she realizing that no one can stand between them.

He grabs 2 glasses of water and walks towards the door..

TO BE Continued...