Casa 7!! Part 99 D on 125 Seekho Na - Page 59

Originally posted by: lghosh

Ore baba, NV maane Non-Veg jokes!! Hoyechhe??

Originally posted by: lghosh

Ore baba, NV maane Non-Veg jokes!! Hoyechhe??

Originally posted by: Souma.N

Vandu in the next five minutes if you dont tell me...i will never talk to you!

Kya yaar...bachhe ko tang mat karo...

Rups I am with you re!!

Originally posted by: lghosh

Yes, Lana masterji wud be obliged to explain u! 😆

Originally posted by: lghosh

aur woh fees mein jo maangti hai woh sab tum de nahi sakoge!! 😆😆😆

Originally posted by: lghosh

Kya hoyechhe puch rahi hai re !
Kya hoga😆

PART 98

9:09 PM 5^th June 2011

Beacon Hill

"Must be a Boston tradition?" she wonders.

She had just gotten off the phone after speaking with Bai, Aada and Ritu. Ritu had been to the US twice for a family vacation as her Dad's brothers lived here. Khanak was the only person she knew of who had no family nor any friends in the country. There may be folks from her graduating class that live here now, but she has no idea where they may be.

Since she has less than 30 friends on FB, "connecting" is a huge challenge for her.

She stuffed her hands into her khadi kurta's pocket. She had checked email, Dadi had sent special instructions on how to find "Indian" things in the kitchen. Looks like things were put away after family visits.She had brought the tiny gold Lakshmi and Ganpati figurines Dadi had given her as wedding present.

There was all kinds of pasta sauces and desserts in the frig. The pantry as they called it was bigger than her Chembur bathroom. She felt like having a home cooked meal. Her husband was taking a nap in the master bedroom. She had drawn the curtains and shut the door. She was told she would be sleepy soon, she wondered when that might happen.

She let herself in, the recess lights glowed all around, and the table lamps by the couches and on the study desk. The whole house had a affluent yet cozy feel to it. Especially with the sen set it looked like a scene from a movie. The walls in the living room were a dark maroon on one side and a pale cream on the other. The sofas and cushions had a combination of both colors. The lights reflected back on the walls and created a mesmerizing, attractive ambience.

She was feeling tired but was hungry also''' softly opened the cabinets and checked what was in there. Her husband had told her they would eat out, he said they would eat at a "side walk caf" She had only imagined how they might be, she looked forward to it''.. but not today.

She found a pressure cooker, Indian, and slowly explored and found, dal and rice, smiling when each discovery was made. The pantry was so full with grocery from around the world.

The frig had many cheese that she had never seen before, she found veggies and brought them out''. She wanted to cook a nice spicy meal. Too many desserts on the plane''.

She quietly diced capsicum and potatoes and onions and tomatoes'''. Walked over to the "family room" and figured out the surround sound system, and played "Hindi Hits" on the playlist.

It started playing through the entire house at first, she panicked and reset the options , skipped"Kitchen work area" "Kitchen-pantry" and picked "Kitchen all". It plays a few forgettable hits according to Khanak. She shakes her head wondering who even voted for the list''..

She takes a pan out, finds the oil after some sleuthing and pours some, finds a rice cooker, washes rice and sets it to cook. Sh feels a movement outside through the ceiling to floor windows, walks over to the dining area and peeks out, it's a gas lamp swaying in breeze

"If Shantanu was awake he would take a picture" she thought

Her reflection on the glass door showed an image of a newly married girl, the single string black bead around her neck, her bindi was a round purple larger than usual. There was a perfect circle of burgundy on her parting, she admired her bangles, smiled and wa

She walked back to the kitchen.

She started to feel achy and tired''.but was too hungry to stop

Shantanu opened the door and walked out, he wore a navy draw string cotton pants and a watered down grey U MASS tee with no collar,

"He looks THIS vulnerable when he wakes up?" "Oh! My Gosh!" she thinks

He pushes the errant lock of hair back on to his head, they just look at each other, he tucks his hands in his pockets and shrugs and stiffens as if getting the all the lethargy out of his system

She lets the water almost ruin her capsicum, her bangloes click as she pretends to rinse them.

Shaan: Hey!

Khanak smiles

Shaan: What are you doing? (shocked)

Walks over to the kitchen, the lights all around are extremely dim, the parks himself by the shiny granite counter.

Khanak: Bus yoon hi'' (softly)

Shaan: We are going out Khanak''.

Khanak: Aaj nahi''.

Shaan: Why?

Khanak: I want to eat at home!

Realizes she referred to this house as home, doesn't want him to think she is a gold digger, " I mean lets eat yahan?"

He sees the change in wording, he moves the diced tomatoes with his knife

Khanak: Do you want chai?

Shaan: Umm'

Khanak: U drink coffee right? There are over a doz kinds here (giggles self deprecatorily)

Shaan: Just regular, I can make myself some, shut all this down Khanak.

Khanak: If you tell me how to make it I can''.. (hurt)

Shaan: We are eating out!

Walks over to the pantry, she feels ignored

Shaan: Were you home sick (looking for coffee)

Khanak: Umm' mmm (shakes her head, tosses the onions in the pan)

He hears the sizzle, "Tum banati ja rahi ho?" (angry)

Khanak: Hmmm

Shaan: Aaj ka quota poora ho gaya baton ka? Or the month's allowance is up? (mocking)

Khanak: Ermm (not looking at him)

He walks over with his favorite kind, she bends down to pick up the cooker for dal.

Her mangal sootra sways, he bends down and grabs the pendant and tugs.

They both stand up

Shaan: khanak'..

Khanak: Hmmm

Shaan: The house is going to be very quiet if you stay quiet you know.

Khanak: Please ise chhodiye

Shaan: You spoke! I should mess with you constantly then if it will make you speak (grins)

She hides a smile

The play list switched to a favorite ''..

Chhup Gaye, Saare Taare, Baadalon Mein Chhup Gaye
Chhup Gaye, Woh Nazaare, Baadalon Mein Chhup Gaye

Chhup Gaya Badli Mein Jaake Chand Bhi Sharma Gaya
Aap Ko Dekha To Phoolon Ko Pasina Aa Gaya
Arey Maaheen Re, Ho Ho Ho...

Ritu would tease her about the song endlessly asking her how can "sweaty flowers ever be romantic"

Shaan: It went back to black beads? Just How many of these do you have?

(Feels the beads)

Khanak: Ek hi! (surprised)

Shaan: Good! (husky)

She is confused, but the "good" sounds so good she lets it be

She rinses the cooker with him holding on to her pendant, her bangles click rhythmically as she drains all the water turning it upside down

Aap Ki Yeh Choodiyan, Humko Jagayen Raat Bhar
Aap Ki Yeh Boliyan, Humko Satayen Raat Bhar
Aap Ka Aanchal Udha, Amber Pe Baadal Chha Gaya
Hum Mile To Pyar Karne Ka Mahina Aa Gaya
Arey Maaheen Re, Ho Ho Ho...

She turns around with the cooker in her hand.

He is in front of her, the water drops fall on both their feet,

Shaan: Do you like my Hindi Hits?

Khanak: NO!

Shaan: Do you like anything about me? (walks up to her, she is backed up against the sink)

Khanak: shantanu...

Shaan: Just the name?

Kisses her deep and hungry, his hand still holding her pendant'''she tugs at it but he wont let go

Aap Ne Yoon Chhed Ke To, Dil Mera Dhadka Diya
Hum Mile To Pyar Karne Ka Mahina Aa Gaya
Arey Maaheen Re, Ho Ho Ho...

Later...

Shaan: let me show you how to make that coffee

Originally posted by: togepe30

OHHH - EMMM - JEEE !!!😆

12 mahine me ...12 tareeeke se???😆