I can't believe how fast time flies. It has been six months since Geet and I have been here in London and to tell you the truth things couldn't be better for both of us. I have come a long way since I was Maan Singh Khruana-the king that everyone feared. You know they say behind every great sucessful man there stands a woman. Well, my woman has been my lucky charm. She has taught me how to live again, how to let go of my anger, how to forgive, how to laugh, how to cry and how to show emotions. Now, I have come so far off that I don't think I will ever be that same old person again and that is a good thing.
Although, there are some things I have to forget as if it never happened. If people finds out about my little secrets than my image and my reputation will be gone. I had to take Vicky and Geet to disney land. Both acted like little kids seeing the whole magical kingdom.
I had made a booking at thhe Walt Disney Resort which is a huge castle made for a prince or a princess. I made sure we got the best view from our room that over looked the whole kingdom. Nothing had mattered to me than their happiness.
We took our time as we stayed there. We went to every attraction, resort, theme parks and even took funny pics with Micky Mouse, goofy, donald duck, and Vicky's favorite crush character Sleeping beauty. He couldn't stop talking about her and wanted her to come with him wherever he went. Where did he get this fascination of girls from? Maybe it runs in the genes. During fourth of July the theme park gets crowded with tourists since so many people come from all over the world to see the fireworks and to see the magical kingdom light up at night. The scene was so beautiful and breathtaking. I still remember the smile on Geet's face as she was looking at the fireworks while Anamika huged him tight scared of all the noise.
The trip was going perfectly until they found out my secret of heights. Yes, I am afraid of heights. The only reason I am able to fly in plains is because I know they are safe and closed in. I never had thought my secret would come out like that. Its all Vicky's fault for being so stubborn in wanting to go on a ride that would scare anyone but I guess we have a fearless child here. Of course, Geet backed out using the excuse of Anamika and me being Maan Singh Khruana I couldn't back out; my reputation was at stake after all.
As soon as I sat in the ride, I wanted to run out and I couldn't even do that since Geet was looking at me with a huge grin. Till this date I don't know if she knew I was scared of heights or she found out from my expressions. Ohh god the minute we went all the way at the top, the ride stopped, making my heart run a marathon while Vicky screaming drop, drop, drop didn't help either. I wanted to strangle him for making me do this and scaring me more. At that time, the only thought that was running into my mind was "am gonna die"
As the ride dropped, I held on to the bar so tight that I swear it was gonna break under my force. My life had flashed before my eyes as I closed my eyes. All I wanted to do was for this to be over so I can feel the ground underneath my feet again. The minute the ride stopped, I placed my hand on mouth running to find a garbage bin.
Yes, I threw up while everyone, and I mean everyone, include the disney characters looking at me weirdly. I wanted to grab Micky by the neck and strangle him for this. I actually had pictured this as the mental institution took me away in my head. Geet on the other hand instead of asking and seeing if I was okay she decided to mock me by calling me, ME Chua Singh Khruana. She kept repeating it repeating it after I asked her to stop and even gave her my famous death glare but that didn't stop her. So I had to stop her by only one other way, kissing.
I had turned around looking at her with my sexy smirk that she likes. It was filled with desires just enough to scare her. As I had expected, it worked. She tried to look away from my gaze, her lips were begining to tremble and she was trying to tell me about public place. I did not care. Slowly, I placed by hands underneath her sari feeling her stomach making her shiver just the way I like it. I grazed my fingers making small patterns here and there until I could feel the heat undernath my palm. Ohh it felt so good feeling the heat.
Slowly, I brought my other hand snaking it around her back letting her feel my hot touches. The minute she had closed her eyes I dipped her kissing her endlessly until I made sure she was embarassed. The same people that were looking at me before were now cheering me on. Geet hits me with her small little hands which only turned me on if anything and made me kiss more while my hands roamed everywhere. I was lost in her as I could tell she no longer cared where we were either.
After that moment she never dared to call me Chua and whenever she did have slip of tongue I did the same thing again by kissing her. No one messes with me even when am called Chua. I am a sher and always will be but in different forms.
That was one incident that happened that I want to forget but there is even a bigger one that makes me want to invent a machine so I can forget that one bad week I had; elementary School.
I also got the blame from Geet for scarring Vicky to such an extent that I had to attend school with him for a week. It seems like no matter what I do I will get the blame no matter what even if am right I will be always wrong.
Anyway, that one week was like a torture. A slow, painful torture I had to endure with all those bratty kids. They kept asking me questions about my height, age, and if I had failed god it was a nightmare. I was too big for the chairs, I looked like a giant among them. I tried crossing my legs which made it really worse as if I had a string legs and the stupid teacher wouldn't let me sit behind her desk either. I got many laughs from the kids and as well from the teacher.
I tried giving them my famous glare that shut them off for a little bit but some kids especially little girls would find an excuse to talk to me. Kids now a days have a thing called colorning time and every week the teacher would assign a kid to hand out the color pages and crayons. I took out my phone to be busy only to be taken away from the teacher. I really did feel like I was back in schol again and that I was 9 years old again. God! What a nightmare so I had no choice but to paint. I made the best painting in class receiving claps from all the students.
I was proud of myself. After that moment, I was sorrunded by all the kids asking me to draw for them. I gotta tell you I kind of enjoyed the attention. Of course, I didn't tell Geet about it or else I was going to get teased again for sure. I could tell many of the girls had crush on me, not to brag or anything and some even started talking to Vicky giving him attention because of me. All in all I was glad that the week was over soon and no longer I had to deal with them.
Anamika has grown up so much during these months. She is a attention seeker another one. She hates it when I go near Geet, my own daugther wouldn't let me love her but she is a daddy's girl. I spoil her so much. My little angel.
Geet has become close to me although we never took step forward yet. She never brought it up but I know she is ready but the truth remains I don't know if I am ready. There is still a fear inside me what if I am not able to stand up to her expectations? What if I fail? This time I want to make this as special as I can for her sake.
I looked over at her while we are in the plane to go to India. I am so excited and happy. I know Geet is too after all she will see her family after a long time. I just want to see Dadima and hug her. I want to show her how much I really have changed for the better.
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