Chapter Twenty Five
"Dear Prince Charming" The words flew into his ears through Megha's own voice. Mohan felt her whispering those phrases, as he read the letter. He felt the jitters inside him, as his body still lingered on her quick hug that left her warmth on him.
I would like to take leave for the next two days. Please consider this leave letter for approval of my absence, boss!
"W...What?" Mohan uttered out in a loud voice as he continued
I know you must be shouting through the empty room! Just to get you relaxed. Must be an effect of Neya on me!
Mohan of course relaxed and laughed out loud at those lines. He wondered how she had managed to ease him out with her simple mischief. He slackened himself onto his chair and continued to read.
Do you remember the day we met on the small lane of Alibag? I know you do but do you know that I remember that day as clear as if it happened just now? And how it affects me every time I recall it? May be, you know! But not as much as you think so. Do you know, Mohan? How much you interested me! How much your smile excited me! How much anything that matters to you mattered to me!
Open the gift then you will know it!
Mohan opened the gift and was sweetly shocked with what he found there. It was a framed picture of him! A pencil drawing portrait of him! Megha had even used a color for the portion of his shirt; the same color that he had worn on the day of their meet in Alibag! His startled expression just as fixed as it was on him when he ruined her painting!
Mohan swallowed hard trying to compile his state of emotions. A shiver of joy unfurled his senses knowing the depth of Megha's love for him. She had beautifully expressed it. How his face had been imprinted in her mind and heart; how he had affected her from the moment they laid eyes on each other; how she had been thriving to let him know what her heart wanted.
He was dazzled with pleasure and his eyes glared from the tears of happiness. He wiped it off to resume the letter
I know you will open the letter first. Right now my thoughts are filled with you, without holding any reservations. I love to know why I feel that you see only me when you smile at me; I love to know why I feel that it is all I that matters to you at those times; I love to know what is on hold in your present, my present and our future together! I love to know why I love you by loving you for the rest of our lives!
Mohan paused his reading. He was engulfed with her emotions and his own. He took a deep breath and realized that he wasn't breathing at all, through her letter. He missed her so badly.
I know it has become too sentimental for you to handle. Let me ease it out for you. We have a business to deal with, stranger! I realized that you truly care for me and not sympathize with me was when I found out that you had paid the first payment of the house. I didn't feel offended about it, as I thought I would be. This showed that I have loosened my guards around you and not being judgmental. But that doesn't go to say that I will enjoy your services without repaying it. Here is the amount returned with interest, to even out our deal.
Mohan found another envelope which had a cheque for some amount. Also there was a detail of the amount calculation. His shoulders shook hard as he laughed at the note there. Megha had used less interest quoting his rental and food charges during his stay, as deductions.
"What a woman!" He thought aloud laughing at her humor but still holding a pride for her self-respect
Now that you have laughed enough about my trading skills, can we get back to our business, Prince Charming? I mean my Prince Charming! And now you know where to find me! We will be waiting! I am not waiting for you to come back and make us happy. But I will make ourselves happy waiting for you. But don't forget that we will be missing you till then.
When Mohan finished the letter, he thought he couldn't be in love any more than this. He felt like flying in the air and that's what he did as he sped up on his bike to Megha's house. As he neared her house, his instinct told him something else. Without even arriving at her house, he veered off course and headed towards Alibag.
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Mohan walked into Megha's house in Alibag. The first sight that invited him was the revamped image of their darling' painting. He stood in front of it, admiring its flawed beauty that revealed the beauty of life; their own life. It showed how imperfectly perfect life could be with simple things to live for.
His eyes then fell on the pretty form of the woman of his life. Megha was standing in the middle of the room facing him. She was wearing an oversized gown that did little to hide her beauty. He then remembered that it was the one she was wearing when they crossed their paths for the first time in the same place.
He felt a pride for the woman who was gentle enough to care about him and strong enough to keep herself away from him. He closed down the distance between them. All the while he didn't take his eyes off hers. He didn't hesitate to do what he wanted to.
Mohan's arm slid around Megha's waist and his lips touched her ears. His warm breath shivered her sending fluttering inside her. She turned her face away to escape it from the origin, which brought her lips in contact with his. His soft kiss was giving and demanding the pleasure. The stormy rushes of sensation made her gasp, and for wanting of balance, she rested her hands on his chest. Feeling his grip tightening around her waist, she clung tighter to him. He shoved his other hand into the hair at her nape, holding her closer to him, making their body feel just like one. Both were leaning into each other falling victim to one another.
When they finally managed to lift their heads, they were flushed with emotions. He rested his forehead on hers, lingering to those sweet sensation running through him. She licked her lips cherishing the moment for her own.
"So..." She started in a husky voice "No I love you, no flowers, and no gifts. Straight into a kiss?" She asked teasingly
He remembered his own thought of her asking the same words and chuckled. He kissed her cheeks.
"I think we have long crossed those formalities!" He whispered into her ears making her blush all over again
She hugged him bracing her hands around his waist, resting her head on his chest
"I will never let you go again" She said amidst her sweet smile
He hugged her closer feeling her tender warmth "I don't want to go. I never did. I love you so much, Megha. I didn't expect to see this day in my life. I wake up almost every day with a dream like this"
She lifted her face to look at his yearning eyes and spoke to them. "I promise you that I am real. Now on I will make sure that all your dreams come true"
Mohan looked doubtfully at her determined say and asked with a teasing tone "Are you certain, this is what you want? If you meant all those things that you said, then this is the last chance you will ever have to get rid of me!"
Megha pretended to give it a thought and replied as if she was helpless "Then I suppose we are stuck with each other forever!"
They both laughed. He pulled her closer to him, possessively.
"I am all ready for it, Ma'm!"
"You better think about it! I know you don't like what people do after getting drunk. I am sure you haven't liked mine and even may have disliked me at that moment" She said in a mocking serious tone
"I have never seen anyone being so sweet when being drunk!" He gave his sexy smile "And I really wouldn't mind getting you drunk again, if you want to be" He winked and kissed her again as if to compensate for her asking, when she was drunk
"Are you hungry?" Megha asked when they broke the kiss
"For you? Yes" Mohan didn't know what he was doing to her with his sexy flirt
"For food!" She said trying hard to ignore his impact on her
"Are you cooking?"
"May be!"
Just then Mohan felt someone pulling his pants. He turned down to look at the sweet offering awaiting him. Nanhi was smiling at him with her little soft hand extended towards him. She was holding a couple of cookies in it.
"Cooo-kooo"
If Mohan was mesmerized by the impact so far, he didn't know what he was going through now. He touched his chest taking in the serene scene into his heart. He carried the little joy of bundle into his arms and kissed her soft chubby cheeks.
"You sure are my lucky Cookie!"
Megha joined their kiss, making the scene complete. With one hand around Megha and the other holding Nanhi, he didn't know whether he had any space inside him for any more happiness.
Mohan-Megha love journey begins... 😃
You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. Happiness is not for others to see but for one to be! Don't wait around for other people to make you happy. Any happiness you get you've got to make it for yourself.
Edited by Senpoo - 12 years ago
