Part 5
It was almost night..he laid down on his bed & closed his eyes.. trying to sleep.. but he just couldn't. Her face.. her eyes.. her gussa.. her lostness.. her closeness.. all flashed back in his mind. He was totally out of control. He just moved to his gym. He was really restless. And the only option left was his workout..
The whole night he was in his gym. He had not slept a wink. He just couldn't take her out of his mind.. of his heart. He didn't knew why but his thoughts just lingered on her. Those eyes.. her gussa.. her takrana.. their hug. But why did she hugged me.. is she also going through what I'm going through. Is she also experiencing what I'm experiencing. Is she also coping with her feelings as I'm doing. Or was it just an infatuation. Was it just a mere attraction. But why I feel so restless with her being not around. Why does every day seems like years to me when she is not around. Why does her mere presence matters a lot to me, when I don't even know her name. I don't even know who she is. I don't even know does she also feels the same. He had innumerable unanswered questions strucked in his mind. He didn't got to know when it was morning.
She got ready & asked dad to drop her to her college.
Dad aap us hi route se jaa rahe ho na.. so plz drop me..
Dad- Beta u r not going to ur college today.. mai tumhe kahin lekar jana chahta hun..
But dad..
Dad- Geet.. tum bas chalo mere sath.. I promise u.. u will thank me for it..
But dad atleast tell me na kahan jana hai..
Dad- Geet go & change ur cloths.. wear some salwar kameez..
Dad.. mai aur suit.. aur wo bhi abhi..
Dad- Geet tum meri har baat manti ho na.. so just go & change..
She looked at mama.. but even she said her to do so..
She went to her room fuming. Uff ab suit pehan na padega.. chi chi babaji.. how will I look in a suit.. mataji types.. yuck.. she made a face..
She came down wearing a red suit. rano corrected her dupatta.
Mama its choking like this.. she complained.
She pushed it little away from her neck.. ab theek hai?
Hmm.. dad chalen ab..
Silence prevailed in the car. She finally broke the silence.. Dad plz tell na kahan jaa.. she just couldn't complete as her eyes fell on the name plate. Khurana's.. she read. Dad ye tho savitri devi ji ka ghar hai na.. she just couldn't believe her eyes.
Dad- savitri devi ji nahi beta.. call her dadimaa..
But dad..
He asked the driver to park the car & got down.. Chalo geet..
As they entered the mansion.. a strange feeling sorrounded her.. that aroma.. why do I feel as if he is here.. ye kyaa ho raha hai..
Dadimaa welcomed them. Come Mohinder.. she turned to geet.. ohh tho u r geet.
She touched her feet.
Dadimaa- Arre arre.. bas beta.. jeete rahiye..
She looked down. Dadimaa caressed her cheeks.. bahut pyari bachi hai..
Dad- Akhir beti kiski hai.. he smiled inwardly..
Dadimaa- Haan bhai akhir beti aapki jo hai.. she has to be perfect.. haina.. Chaliye come & sit..
All three settled themselves.
Dadimaa started the conversation. Geet bete hanmne suna hai u admire me..
She smiled.
Dadimaa- Kya yeh sach hai bete
Ji.. umm.. she couldn't find a word to adress her..
Dadimaa- Bete u can call me dadimaa
Ji.. woh..
Dadimaa- acha yeh batayiye aap hamse kya kehna chahte the..
Ji woh.. mai.. She poured the glass full of water on her. He babaji.. yeh kya ho gaya.. she stood up.. trying to clean up her cloths.
Dadimaa came to help her.. Bete aap washroom chale jayiye.. go n clean it.. that way.. she showed her the way.
She went all through feeling strange. Maybe its all so new just thats why.. she tried to convince herself. But on the way she saw him. Her eyes almost popped out seeing him like that. She moved a little forward. His whole body covered with the sweat which made him look even more tempting. She just couldn't help herself not looking at her. Her rate of breathing increased. She felt choked. She just couldn't help herself from not feeling for him, not admiring him, not just seeing him. He babaji.. she murmered..yeh yahan kaise. Suddenly the name strucked in her mind.. Maan.. that means he is savitri devi's grandson. But.. how can that be. Nahi nahi geet.. u just go from here.. just don't think abt him.. wo koi bhi ho.. how does it matter to u.
But it did mattered. His being around definitely mattered to her. She just couldn't move from there. She stood there gaping at him.
Her aroma suddenly made him aware. His eyes began to search for her until they finally saw her. He just kept gaping at her. Thousand questions ran in his mind. Yeh yahan.. why is she here. ye ho kya raha hai..is it a dream or this is truth.. ye kya ho raha hai... He was not able to hold himself back. Just teh next second she was pinned against the wall.. his hands caressing her cheeks. She felt currents running down her whole body. His touch made her tremble. Aap yeh kya.. it was almost a whisper. Her hands rested on his bare chest sending currents down his spine.
What is this, if not passion
The feeling of something unusual
Waiting to be caressed, wanting to explode,
What if I get that heavenly touch
For which my body has been aching
Will I remain what I am
Or will it lead me to something ethereal
I am confused, do not know how to react
But what I know is that I yearn for that touch
A soothing touch of caress
And a wild sensation of fulfillment.
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Edited by mahimak - 14 years ago
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