Chapter 68
Her eyes widened when she saw him smile at her.
Really? Was Babaji really that kind that He granted my wish so soon? Not being able to believe what she saw, she poked him to see if he was really there...and when he didn't disappear, she jerked to sit up straight. "I think I am wounded in enough places for you to poke your finger into me" she heard him and then looked at him apologetically but he was still smiling. Feeling a little embarrassed she told him softly "I'm sorry" looking away.
"Aati kya Khandala?" he asked in a totally different tone now and she gave him a questioning look. "I told you if you ever say sorry again, that's going to be my response...remember?" he asked raising a brow. It was then that she fully registered the playfulness in his tone. She sighed as she gave out a short laugh...not forgetting to thank her Babaji for this treasured gift. He indeed was a different species...after all she had done and said to him, he was sitting here smiling at her and lightening up her mood. What exactly was he made of?
"You still haven't answered my question.." he asked again and she responded in a playful tone herself "Which one?" She appeared deep in thought pretending to recall his question...she thought he was referring to the Khandala question and was trying to come up with a witty answer when he asked her again "Thinking about me?" She widened her eyes again...he seemed adamant in getting her to admit she had him on her mind all the while. She wondered how many more times was he going to surprise her tonight.
"What makes you think that?" she asked in a standoffish tone looking away wanting to match him in his facetiousness.
"Well I was just trying to see if you too are in the list of my secret admirers." he said sounding dejected. He tried to make a long face while she looked for words to match him again. This time she took longer to come up with an answer and when she couldn't, she looked at him who guessed as much and both started laughing...there was no way she was going to win over him...he was a master with words. It was a light moment for them after a very long time..it felt nice and warm as they looked at each other. Finally their hearts and minds were at rest...and they were content.
"Ready to go home?" he asked her when their laugh had halted to a smile and she nodded. When he got up, she held his arm to support him just like she had seen Aditya do when he was walking off the stage. They both looked into each others eyes as a new feeling enveloped them telling them it was a given..that they didn't need words to understand each others needs. They stood there lost in each others eyes for a few moments before finally making their way out of the venue.
Throughout the cab ride she was wondering if she should ask for her to come to his apartment or wait for him to invite her. She was apprehensive how it would sound if she asked so...but she really wanted to be with him and take care of him. She couldn't undo the damage she had done but she certainly wanted to try to repair it. So lost was she in her thoughts that she didn't realize he had been watching her. He placed his hand on hers then...making her look at him. Both of them had been wrong earlier...they should have known their hearts would never be at rest again. They looked into each others eyes...their hearts beating faster now. A flush of emotions had traveled through their minds in that short cab ride as they looked at each other...from guilt to embarrassment to gratitude to contentment to love...their gazes not breaking even for a moment.
When they got to his apartment, he put her dilemma to rest when he placed his arm around her neck to aid in walking up the steps...he had wanted for her to come in too but didn't have the courage to ask. She was going into his apartment for the first time and didn't know what to expect...but it was just like hers except for being much more whiter and richer in its look. She took him straight to his bedroom and made him lay down as she asked him "Have you eaten anything?" to which he shook his head and said "I'm not hungry". She uffed as she asked him to wait animatedly. He held her hand to stop her...not only did she stop but her heart stopped beating too. There was something about their unspoken words that made her more conscious about them being alone. She turned around only to say "Wait. I'll be back" sounding a lot more commanding and successfully hiding her nervousness. She stepped out of the room after turning back and smiling at him on her way out. When she disappeared he sighed deeply...he knew she had to power to drive him to the edge of madness. When she came back with a sandwich, she saw he had already fallen asleep. She kissed his forehead gently and held his hand as she sat down on the ground next to him making a thousand silent apologies to him while she stared at his sleeping form, a calm expression on his face adorned with a smile...she kept looking at him until her own eyes drifted close...
The next few days she stayed at his place taking care of him and nursing him back to health...making sure he was eating right and taking his medicines on time. They didn't speak about their misunderstandings or their feelings for each other...but knew that they were now together because of their unspoken feelings. There wasn't any room for questions as she took care of him and commanded as his boss. This time they were confident they weren't assuming anything as they spent their days and nights together...at his place. She went away only to attend her classes and those hours had seemed like eons to him...and for her too. She had not been able to concentrate in her classes as her mind drifted to his thoughts time and again. Half her time was spent in looking at the watch wondering when the lecture would end and she would get to go home...to him.
She came home that day and found him in the kitchen cutting vegetables. "What exactly do you think you are doing?" she asked from behind him and he said "Today I'm going to prove my exceptional culinary skills to you." She dragged him out of there without saying a word taking advantage of currently being the stronger one of them and walked him to the living room to sit him on the couch. When he began his protest, she simply placed her finger on his lips with a "Shhh"
He looked at her finger briefly before raising his eyes to hers...he was beginning to see a totally different side of her. She saw his eyes light with a new emotion she had never seen and feared the same would reflect in hers but before that could happen she pulled back her finger instantly. Without saying another word, she walked away. She went into the kitchen and made some pasta for him while he anxiously waited for her to come back. After what seemed an eternity to him, she came back and sat next to him. She brought the fork full of pasta close to his mouth to feed him then...or rather literally force it into his mouth as he resisted. He made to take the fork from her hand as he said "I can eat myself" to which she again commanded "No. I know you are hurt. Let me."
"I'm not hurting now..seriously." he assured her in earnestness and she mocked at him "Haan haan I know. Mard ko dard nahi hota.." She thought she had won the argument when he stopped his efforts to take the fork from her hand...she had been trying to beat him with words but had not succeeded yet.
"Haan...agar chot
pair mein lagi ho...toh mard ko
haath mein dard nahi hota..." he said with a smile making her very self conscious now. She shied away feeling caught for wanting to be close to him and placed the plate on the table before walking to the window. This new awareness was driving her crazy...she was doing things she wouldn't have otherwise even dreamed of. Even though they had not said a word about their feelings, there was this awareness between them that fluttered their hearts every time they were close...and the more time they spent with each other just acknowledging the unsaid words, the more they fell for each other. She stood there with her hand on the window looking out wondering if it was all a dream. She stood there only for a few moments before she felt him behind her...his hand now resting on hers. Her eyes drifted close as a sensation took over her..wanting to melt down under his touch. His other hand moved aside the hair on her shoulder so he could rest his chin on it before traveling down to her waist and around it to the front. He could feel her belly dig into the abdomen as her breathing became heavy. He couldn't take it any longer...
His hand traveled through the length of her arm and rested on her shoulder as he turned her around to face him. He blew on the strands of hair that cupped her face and she whispered his name in a heavy breath while she held him by his shoulders trying hard not to slump on the floor. With force his dream came back to him then...but this time it was for real...she was in his arms for real...the only difference being she was not looking him in the eye. He cupped her face as he blew on the strands again and asked in a soft voice "When can I kiss you?" She looked at him a bit surprised then...wondering whether to laugh at that question or cry at the extent of his thoughtfulness. She abandoned both those thoughts as she answered him by locking his lips with hers...
Edited by dolphinUSA - 14 years ago
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