PART : 17
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Hello Sunny girls.. How are you all.. Hope u r fine. Fast update.. Thanks for the pms, comments and likes. U all made me happy. This update is most expected and a bit over the line also. So read it if u have time. Girlies… Whats with 'never edited res'? Anyways have a pleasant night sweeties…
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Life comes and attacks us when you least expect it. The surprise of life is the reason for heart attacks I guess. In my case it surprised me with this unbearable thrill called 'Marriage'. If I had not met him that day then my life would be different. But at the same time if I had not met him that day I would have missed this feeling of absolute happiness. The 'Manvi' right now is not the creation of God alone. It is Virat who is responsible for all this. Like he created me especially for himself. If it wasn't for his "No matter how many times I've failed I won't turn back" attitude, our lives would never have been intersected in this way. However, if a story needs to have a villain, 'The self made misery' is the villain in my story. More powerful than Lord Voldemort. Unfortunately I couldn't find a wand to defeat it. It made me sympathetic to myself.
I went to the office for the afternoon and started working. But something was seriously wrong somewhere. I felt Virat everywhere. Like his image accompanied me to the office. He was really a stalker. Sometimes he appears in front of me all of a sudden. And sometimes when it is not possible for him then his image follows me everywhere. He even manipulated my imaginations. Pity me for that indeed. That day went slower than normal. I was late and it was around 8.00 pm when I reached home.
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"Youuu" I was shocked to see Virat in my home, that too in night wear. It I wasn't strong then I would have died that day with these many shocks.
"The haunted look in your face. Means I am here" he replied little mockingly.
"What are you doing here like this?" I questioned him impatiently. My voice was obtrusively loud in the house.
"Like what?" he re-questioned me as if he didn't understand my question. He was in my home in pajamas, that deserves an explanation. Don't you think?
"Your over smartness will get you in trouble… Come to….." I was prepared for a battle but my mother didn't let me start it.
"Manvi… You are here" she asked me happily as she handed him a cup of coffee and adjusted herself in the sofa.
"And why is he here?" I asked gravely turning my face towards my mom.
"He is homeless Manvi. And all because of you and your stubbornness" Did you hear that? Homeless and he. It was quite a story to tell.
"Mom… He just made it up. His stature as the heir of vadheras is tremendous. He can buy a new house on this spot if he really kicked out of his house. How can you believe him?" I asked her surprised with her innocence.
"I don't know anything. He is my son-in-law and he has a right to be with us. So he is staying here in Dadaji's room" she finished aggressively. Saying this, the tone of her voice was not encouraging for further argument.
"I will not agree for this" I opposed but the feeling of helplessness was clearly visible on my face. I convinced myself to stay away from him. But if he stays with me, it would be impossible to do so.
"My house, my rules" mom closed the case file with this; indirectly saying 'I don't need your approval'. I have an opposition in my own house, how can I blame others for my situation.
"At least let me stay as a paying guest" said Virat acting all innocent. If god permits me for one murder, then that would be him. Messy guy!!!!
"We don't need paying guests" I answered instantly.
"But I need a home" he pleaded. God… He is such an actor.
"Ohhh… Forget about her Virat. You are not a trouble for us" she said and left us. Even though I was determined to stand out and make them stop, I couldn't help but shrunk back. I was worried thinking about his stay at my home yet I couldn't think anything to send him away. Does that make sense? He is the only child. How could he leave his home just like that. A man would definitely think twice before doing such thing. But he is Virat. Sense is absent from his senses. After she left he sat down on the sofa. His one hand held the coffee mug and other was busy with phone. He engrossed so much in phone as if I wasn't there.
"Why are you here?" I again asked him, trying to gain his attention.
"Ahhh… One day soon you will get tired of hating men. So I have to be here to embrace you" he replied as if it was a matter of fact.
"Give me one good reason for this" I demanded coldly.
"You said you will not come to my house. That doesn't mean I can't come to your place" he replied as he finally shifted his eyes from phone to me.
"You are being senseless Virat" I said blankly. Honestly I was confused whether to feel happy or angry with his actions.
"Indeed I m. Cause you are a girl with too much useless pride. I have to be senseless to deal with you" he said. I sensed a sudden rush of anger in me with his sturdy words.
"Leaving your family for a girl is not appreciated" I stated as strongly as he did previously.
"I never leave them. I told you that I will make them understand. I am just here paying the price to buy your love" he clarified. No matter how much I try to win the battle, it always leaves me unarmed.
"Unrequited love always ends in failure" I quoted.
"Only if it stays 'unrequited' till the end" he finished the quote. I laughed at his confidence as if it didn't impress me. But one thing I like about him is his confidence.
"I told you I would do things with the law which I can't do with my love. Don't make me use law here" he threatened me there. But it was a fact that he could easily take me with him if he uses the law. So finally I chose to stay calm.
"It's no use Manvi. You can't run away from me. Even after 80 years when you turn around and look back, you will only find me in your life. I will make it in that way" seeing me calm he went on with his one side love speech.
"Ahhh….. You made me your slave with hate only. I can't think the consequences when you love me" he said languidly. I finally noticed that I'd created a debt that would take my life to repay it. All the time I argue for nothing. Cause he always wins every argument without letting me know. But when something happens like this I couldn't help but argue. Sensible 'me' I think.
"What did you say?" I inquired him as if I didn't hear it the first time.
"Nothing… I m talking to myself" he answered casually.
"But I can hear you" I informed.
"That's your problem" he said, again concentrating on his phone.
"Uhhh" I made a sound and started walking to my room finally admitting my defeat. But somewhere I felt guilty for all this. The more I try to stay away from him, the more he comes closer to me.
"Whenever you want to fly away, remember that I m here to tie you down sweety" I heard him shouting from the hall. He wanted to give me a happy life with his love. He was quite inspired from the coca-cola caption "Bewajah Khushiya lutao". After some time when I was about go to the washroom I received a text from my mother informing me that she was going for Matha ki Chowki and would be back tomorrow noon. It was a plan. Just to leave us alone in the house. Elders are really dangerous sometimes. I sighed loudly all tired and frustrated. And slowly dragged my feet to the washroom.
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After 20 mins I came back to the room in my pajamas. Long shower makes me feel better. My hair was still dripping cause I felt lazy to dry it.
"Manv…." Virat started speaking as soon as he saw me in the hall. But suddenly he stopped in the midway and was looking at me as if he was trying to print my image in his mind. Then I finally noticed the thing which made him like this. I was wearing a sleeveless top for my pajamas, leaving my neck and shoulders exposed. The light in the hall caught the curve of my neck and with all the water drops it looked quite like a vision. But it wasn't intentional. I wasn't used to a man in my house. And perhaps long shower made me forget about him.. I quickly turned back to go to my room. But his voice made me stop and I turned around to face him again.
"You know what they say 'when a girl washes her hair at night and appears in front of a guy like this. That is simply to seduce him'" he stated as I slowly lifted my eyes to him and stared at him as if I didn't understand what he was saying.
"Who are 'They' here?" I asked in a low voice.
"Me" he replied briefly.
"Are you trying to seduce me?" he asked as he came closer than before and placed his one hand on my back and with the other he started wiping water drops on my neck.
"Are you seducible?" I asked him as I slowly closed my eyes and went into a romantic readiness.
"By you!!! Easily" he replied and I perceived a sort of passion in his voice. Bowing his head he slowly whispered in my ear "Do you want to me to treat you like my real wife". My own heart was thudding so loudly and I was so ready for everything. There was a part of me that wants to say 'yes'. But the other part was simply nodding my head in negative. He understood what I meant by that.
"Then dry yourself quickly and never appear in front of me like this" he said as he quickly distanced himself and left the room. I didn't know where he was going. I wanted to stop him but didn't have the strength to do that.
The night deepened and it was almost 12. But still he didn't show up. The romantic world of summer night had its own rhythm. There was something fascinating about it. Lying awake in bed I waited for him to return. After 15 mins I heard the door bell.
"Had dinner!!!" I inquired out of concern and gained a simple positive nod as an answer.
"AC is not working in that room" I informed him simply.
"What?" he responded as expected.
"Then how can I sleep there?" he asked me in a low voice as if he was talking to himself.
"Go to mom's room" I suggested.
"Have you lost? How can I sleep on my mother-in-laws bed?" he questioned me. What's wrong in that? Virat's constitution is different than ours. So it might be a crime to him.
"Then go to my room" I said.
"Really. Let's go" he said amused. He was really shameless.
"I mean… You go to my room and I will sleep in my mom's room" I cleared his imagination.
"No thanks. I will sleep in my room only" he rejected my offer. But I felt disappointed. Cause he was completely AC person. Virat without AC is like a fish on the ground. And Summer in Mumbai is almost like a hell. I knew that he couldn't bear all this.
"Virat… You don't have to sacrifice your luxuries for me. Go back to your place" I tried once again my luck but seemed like it was not in my favor.
"Your love is worth all the sacrifices I am doing. And staying with you under the same roof is a kind of luxury. Shouldn't I enjoy that?" he answered and left to his room. I was turned over on his touchy lines. There will not be a girl who would not fall for such skills. I tried to sleep but couldn't. I was worried about him all the time. It was almost two when I finally gave up on my trials. I had hardly any patience to stay in my room. I slowly went to his room calmly but my heart was beating quickly with the fear. But for my peace his eyes were closed and lips were pressed closely. It was the first time in my life I observed him closely. He had finely formed hands with long fingers. I knelt down beside his bed. Street light from the room windows had filled the areas. He looked so charming in that light. I thought little of the future. I did not know whether I would ever get a chance to kiss him. So I slowly bent down towards him and kissed him on the forehead without thinking what I was doing. I had never kissed a guy before. It was really a special feeling for me. I slowly got up and turned around to move. Then I heard his voice which left me embarrassed.
"You know how do I feel right now" I heard his voice. I was thankful that I was facing the door. If it was Virat… I didn't know what would have happened.
"Continue your sleep act and forget about it" I said and quickly went out of the room. I closed the door behind me and stood with my back against it for a minute. The minute I wondered if I didn't make any mistake, then I thought it all over again. If you have a chance, just grab it. Your next chance may never come. I have to deal with the embarrassment and his endless questions tomorrow. But I m ready for it. It's so strange na. When it comes to his love, I would never want to grab that chance. But when I get a chance to kiss him…. Bathameez dil hai na…
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