Part 51 Recipe for marriage.
I was done. I had already waited downstairs for 15 mts and no one had come to call out to me, but then it stuck me, why would anyone come to tell me that my wife was waiting for me at my room? I climbed two or three stairs at a time and got to the top of the stairs. I opened the door to take in the sight. The room wasn't decorated much. Thanks to Daadima for not making it embarrassing. She was seated in the middle of the bed and a canopy of jasmine strands hung around the bed. It seemed to me that she was ready to be imprisoned for the rest of her life behind those dainty bars.
She didn't know I was there already. I went the other way to my closet and got the gifts I had bought for her. At that time I was mad, but I still couldn't come home empty handed. My life was so unpredictable and has been ever since she showed up suddenly after 20 and 9 years, and something told me I would end up marrying her.
<Geet's monologue>
Babaji, mujhe kya karna hai? I had been around him for just a little over 4 months and now I'm his wife. There was no comparing what I share with him to my past. I loved Maan and I didn't know him. Why did that sound like an oxymoron? I was bound by another relationship for the first couple of months I was with him, but even after he knew he was the only man in my life, he carefully measured every step of his way. He couldn't hold back his need for me when I got close to him and I acknowledged it too. I was glad he didn't ask for more or expect anything in return, but I'm sure there were going to be some expectations now and I was bound to meet the same. Will I be able to stand his passion? I was just going to leave it to chance and let him lead me tonight.
He was here and my fingers were trembling already. I felt light headed and my stomach was churning. He came and next to me and handed me two gift boxes.
Maan:"Tumhare liye.."
I took it from his hands and held onto it. He saw me tremble and broke into a smile. I had missed his smile...his eyes and couldn't wait to look into them and be lost in them. He came close and I dropped the gifts on my lap.
<Maan's monologue>
I took them and kept it our side, without breaking my gaze at her for I couldn't take my eyes off her, not anymore, not for one moment longer. Her face was partly covered and made me focus on her lips. I held her face by both her cheeks and moved in closer...I remembered my encounter with her yesterday when I had wanted to kiss her just about where the pearls from her nose pin had rested. I couldn't do it; instead I kissed her on her forhead and went ahead to lift her ghoonghat.
I had not met her eyes the whole time I had been here and I longed to look into her soft brown eyes. She looked beautiful and this moment was far from words to describe. It could only be felt deep inside me, for she was mine now and forever. She had a glow around her face like that of moon kissed pearls, so pristine and radiant. I lifted her chin to meet my eyes and as she did...
My phone rang. I didn't want to attend, but it was chaos in NY and I couldn't blame them either. We had serious production issues at our live site. I had to pick up to ask them to call me back later. I attended the call and got up to answer the same.
I was done with the call. I wanted to apologize to her quickly for I didn't want her to think that I had messed up priorties. She was off the bed and was standing close to me. I walked towards her and we mutually hugged each other. I least expected what she had just said. It was the first time she had ever expressed that to me.
Geet:"I missed you Maan"
Maan:"I missed you too...lekin tum tho mujhe bahuth tang kiya hain"
Geet:"I'm sorry...Maan, ab se aisa nahi hoga"
She perfectly knew the context I was referring to. We were maturing, or was it too soon to tell? I tightened my hold around her. She winced in pain.
Maan:"Kya hua?"
She pulled away from me and took the pins from her ghooghat and removed the heavy piece off of her head. I had the full view and she looked beautiful. She went close to the mirror and stood facing me. She unplaited her hair and quickly brushed it. I was frozen to the very ground I was standing on. She smiled at me for she knew that I was lost in her. I went close to her and hugged her from behind.
Aah! What silken strands?...I adored the silkiness of her hair as I traced down her nape.
<Geet's monologue>
He was driving me crazy and I followed his lead. His hands moved up and felt my arms, my shoulders and my neck as he kept kissing me on my nape, right behind my ears. I felt like an instrument for he plucked my strings of passion and tones that I had not known existed in me played along. I had surrendered to him a long time ago. I turned and rested my hands on his chest for I couldn't take it any longer. He made me unbotten his sherwani and he took off the same. I was shy and turned away to walk towards the window sitting. He swiftly took off his vest too and came close to me. He looked handsome in every way. I was right the first time I had laid eyes on him. He had a taut structure and well-rounded shoulders that would make any girl go crazy for him. I was one of them too.
He sat down on the window sitting and held my hand to have me seated bwteeen his legs.
Maan:"I'm sorry Geet...production issue hain live site main."
Geet:"Its ok, main kuch madad karoon"
I turned and placed my hand on his other shoulder and moved a bit to get more comfortable.
He smiled.
Maan:"Nahin, bahuth saare mails bejna hain...nothing else and once again I'm sorry...mujhe nahin lagta..."
His words trailed off. I buried my face in his chest and answered to him with laughter in my voice.
Geet:"Koi baat nahin...shukhar hai ke production mein issue hua..."
He laughed too. He bent to get his laptop that was on the floor and switched it on. It was going to get uncomfortable for him to type with his hands around me and so I took the laptop from his hand and turned once again to rest the back of my head on his shoulder.
Geet:" Aaj main aapki secretary ban jaati hoon...aap boliye aur main type karti hoon"
He agreed.
Geet:"Hmm...boliye, main ready hoon..."
<Maan's monologue>
She spoke differently today for her tone was soft, sultry and low. She was only asking me to dictate a notification email, but that was sending me to another world.
I dictated the email content and as she kept typing, I couldn't help wonder that it was the strangest night of my life. Here she was by my side and it was our wedding night and we were both sitting and attending to burning issues at NY. I laughed out loudly.
Geet:"Kausa joke pe has rahein hain aap?"
Maan:"I don't know, this just doesn't seem right. You better start looking for a job else where in NY, nahin tho mere saath tum bhi bait ke email karti rahogi, raat bar"
<Geet's monologue>
I turned and looked at him. There was something I wanted to tell him, but may be not now, not tonight for I didn't want to spoil it for him. I would discuss with him tomorrow, for I didn't want him to worry for me now. The fact that I was keeping it from him quietened me ubruptly.
Maan:"Kya hua, achanak itni chup kyon ho gayi...Geet?"
I didn't want to turn and face him. I knew he would read the concern in my eyes. I had to direct his focus elsewhere and just then my heart reminded me of something that I had been meaning to do ever since he took off his vest. It was our wedding night and I wanted him to know that he meant the same to me as I did for him. I placed the laptop by the side of the windowsill. I turned with my eyes lowered and kissed his collarbone. He didn't expect that. He cupped my cheek and held me tigther. I didn't stop but left a trail of kisses up until his chin and lifted my eyes to meet his. I could see he was content.
Maan:"Main isi pal ke liye intazaar kar raha tha"
He held my face by both my cheeks and kissed me on my lips. I didn't expect that and it took some time for me to fervently return his affections. He kept on to it for a long time. My hands tangled with his hair and his hands moved to hold me by my waist.
He was gentle and let me go after some time. I was curious what he meant by what he had said earlier. I was shy after that moment and so I turned to sit perpendicular to him and he pulled me closer once again by my waist and rested his head on my shoulder.
Geet:"Main aapse kuch poochoon?"
He seemed tired from the jet lag.
Maan:"Hmm...Poocho Geet"
Geet:"What did you mean when you said that you were waiting for that moment?"
Maan:"Do you think I would have gone one step ahead and kissed you on your lips without having you kiss me back, not even once?"
He was so comfortable explaining it to me and that told me he had nothing to be shy of when it came to me. My mind went back to the morning he had come so close to kissing me exactly there. I had assumed that he had prolonged the moment only to heighten the senses but I was wrong for he had waited for me to kiss him back as a sign of acknowledgement. Hmmm he kept tabs. He knew where and how far we had progressed and had waited for me to reach the same level of comfortness before he could move ahead. I wondered what he would have done, had I not kissed him back tonight. As I was pondering over that thought my heart lept out for my mind had moved on to shaky grounds now. What would have he done, had I not talked to him that night? I had only given my acceptance for the marriage to Daadima. I had never verbalized my decision to him had he not reached out to me. I had to find out.
Geet:"Main aap se ek aur baath poochoon?"
He was checking his emails from his phone as I continued to rest on his shoulder.
Maan:"Tum mujse kuch bhi pooch sakte ho Geet...kab chodo gi yeh permission mang ne ki adat?"
Geet:"Ji...samaj gayi... Agar hum dono vus raath baath nahin karte, tho phir bhi kya aap mujse shaadi karte?"
He put down his cellphone and looked at me. His eyebows narrowed. His silence didn't comfort me. He was thinking. I got up to look at him.
Maan:"I don't know how to answer your question Geet..I don't know if we would still be a couple had you not taken even a tad bit of effort to come closer towards me"
I didn't know what to make of it, meaning there was a good chance he would have not agreed for the marriage. He saw the sadness in my eyes. He closed his eyes with regret and bounced back and held my cheeks to console me.
Maan:"Geet face it, we are married now. You made that tad bit of effort, that is what matters. Aur tumhari babaji ko bhi thank you bol do that he got you and me to talk that night and you of all people boldly said that you are mine."
He was smiling, but I couldn't for it hurt deeply.
Maan:"Ohh...Geet mai ab tumhe kaise samjavoon...Dekho..."
I didn't look at him. He held my face gently between his palms and turned me towards him.
Maan:"Main jaanta hoon ki tum apni dil ki baath kabhi kul ke nahi bolti...lekin kabhi muje thoda uska jalak bhi dhikaya karo...Maana tumhe samjna muskil hain, lekin yahin mere zindagi ko dilchasp bana ta hain"
He was not upset any more, but he was really ruining it for me. I turned my face away and he kissed me on my cheeks and went on to continue what he was saying.
Maan:"All I'm saying is that I understand the person that you are and that you could not have approached me after I left, but sometimes, may be sometimes...it is nice to take initiative from your side too...Kabhi Kabhi mujhe bhi kisi ko mera peecha karte hua dekhna acha lagta...jaise tum lagi hui thi vus din...You wanted to buy me a shirt no matter what. You didn't talk about anything else for three days"
He laughed and my smile couldn't hide inside anymore. His laughter was overshadowing the deepest pain that he had just exposed, but I had read it already. Babaji aapko laak laak shukhar hain. I thanked babaji not for the lucky instance when we got to meet and talk it out that night, but for tonight, for showing me the way to love him more. He had simple needs. First was to pursue me and second was to be pursued by me. He simply needed "to be needed". A teardrop escaped the corner of my eye.
Maan:"Mujhe bhi dhikavo ki tum mujhe kis had tak pyar kar sakti ho..."
I couldn't hold back and I thanked babaji that we had talked it out this instant and not at any other instant for I never would have done then, what I was about to to now. I cupped his face the same way he was holding mine and kissed him on his lips feverishly. He had not expected that even remotely. It took him some time to react, just like I had taken time as well. He kissed me back and to support the force that was coming from me he fell back to lean on the wall and held me tighter. It was a moment of my pure passion for him. We kept at it for sometime and then I let go of him for a breather for I was panting.
I had unnecessarily beaten myself up about his expectations from me, to come closer physically. I was wrong for there were other expectations of his that I had to fulfill first.
He looked at me and smiled, his eyes shone with contentment and his hands reached out to me once again to show his gratitude. He took me into a bear hug.
Maan:"I love you...main tumse bahuth pyaar karta hoon Geet..."
I was smiling and hugged him back.
He took my hands and tied it around his neck. I was shy and couldn't look him in the eye. He kissed me at the curve of my neck and his hand kept moving up and down my back. He just then realized that it was a backless choli, held together by just threads tied at different places. He pulled the top and bottom ones and his hands roamed freely around my back as he continued to kiss me around my neckline. He pulled me away and looked at me seeking permission to remove the single piece of cloth that stood between us, atleast that is what he thought so. I lowered my eyes unable to meet his and smiled to let him know my acknowledgment. He pulled away my choli and my hands came up to cover the nakedness. He was pleasantly surprised for I still had a silk V neck top that was a separate piece of the choli. He had missed out to pull one of the middle strings and was I thankful for that or what. He removed my hands and rested his head just beneath my shoulder. I once again tied my arms around him.
Maan:"Geet kya tum jaante bhi ho ki tum kitni khoobsoorat ho? Yeh mehendi, yeh gehne..."
He pulled away and traced his index finger from my neck to the V end of the top.
Maan:"Aur yeh top...yeh lehenga..."
He moved his hand down to my waist where the legenga started.
Maan:"I don't think I should give this away, lekin mere samne aise kabhi mat aana. Tum mujhe bilkul paagal karde gi..."
He took off my jewellery around my neck and kissed all that was naked to his view. He lifted me and took me to the bed and gently lay me down. He was lying next to me as well. I crossed my hands across my chest and turned away and now my back faced him. He caressed my back and kissed me gently all over. He came up my shoulder and called out to me.
Maan:"Geet...Kya.."
He was holding onto the last knot that was left to be unknotted. I slid my hand behind and held his wrist and pulled it towards me. His hand moved gently to remove the last piece of clothing that covered my feminity. He was about to turn me towards him, but I couldn't imagine his eyes on me and turned switftly to bury my nakedness into his bare chest. He didn't expect that and smiled. He hugged me back.
Maan:"Kitna sharmathi hain..."
He pulled me away and covered me with the satin sheet that was close to him. He traced my neck with his nose...
His phone rang. He sighed and rested his forhead on my collarbone. I smiled.
His eyes asked me to excuse him and he went to pick up his phone that he left at the window sitting. It seemed like it was going to be a long call. I slipped back my silk top and contemplated if I should put on my choli as well. I remembered his words from just a few minutes ago..." Yeh mehendi, yeh gehne...Aur yeh top...yeh lehenga...I don't think I should give this away, lekin mere samne aise kabhi mat aana. Tum mujhe bilkul paagal karde gi..." but not wanting to trouble him too much, I pulled the stain sheet and wore it as a dupatta. I walked to the window sitting and was about to sit next to him, when he tugged me closer by my wrist and had me seated between his legs once again. I turned a bit to rest the side of my face on his shoulder and he turned to place a kiss on my forehead before he could continue with his call.
I was tired and my eyes were closing down on me.
<Maan's monologue>
She was asleep by the time I finished the call and so I carried her to the bed. I didn't have any more calls to take. I lay down beside her and turned to look at her. She was moving in her sleep and came close to and put her arm around me. I just crossed over that bridge to eternal bliss.
The girl who was pursuing me at bloomingdale's was back. Thoda tubelight hain...bilkul meri tarah, for she had allowed her past wounds to tie her down, with fears and inhibitions, from fully expressing herself to me. Just the way I had struggled for those six years, until she rescued me and now I think I have rescued her back too. Time was to answer.
I didn't know if she knew that by coming out with her feelings that night, she had put herself before me. She didn't choose me, but she had chosen herself over me, for the Geet I knew would have mulled over her thoughts forever hoping for her past to heal without a trace before she could have even given a fair chance for life's simple pleasures to heal her the same way. I wouldn't blame her for I was the same person for a long time until she came along.
I had not answered her question straight for I didn't know what I would have done had we not talked that night. Would have I capitalized on that opportunity to own her than be unselfish and have to wait around forever to have her? I was only glad that I didn't face that dilemma for she had closed down the tunnel that led into such dark ruins in me.
I couldn't sleep. The timezone changes still messed up my cycles. I had been watching her sleep the entire night. She had not moved once that night and kept close to me. I assumed she was at peace with herself at last. We had not consummated our relationship that night, but it didn't matter to me for we had connected at another level that night.
To me we were brewing the perfect recipe of marriage, starting that night,
Three cups of friendship...when she hugged me to tell me that she missed me.
A pinch of confrontation...when she questioned me about my decision to marry her.
A pint of gentle and togetherness...the way we sat at the window sitting the whole time.
A quart of understanding...the way she understood the emergency calls from office and my needs from her.
A gallon of passion...I smiled
And an immeasurable amout of love.
Hello people, I guess many of your questions are going to be answered as to why the heart to heart page was pushed out from Part 50 to Part 51. I just couldn't make Geet kiss Maan back to show him at the moment using the only way she can that she was ready to pursue him. Not before their marriage. Or may be I'm wrong in my justification. So let me know how you liked it. Should I edit the post to write Adults only?. I would hate to put that, but please advise. More and More comments please and thanks for your comments for the last part.
Edited by Hasini67 - 14 years ago
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