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Am back... The post on Ahem's reaction sparked this one...
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Gopi: Ji, Aap ko kuch chahiye? (( Translation:- Ji, Do you need something?" ))
Ahem was sitting on the recliner... staring at her... his hand a little lowered but still mid way in the air. His whole body leaned forward... towards her... Not blinking and a very unusual expression on his face... Is he sad? Is he upset? What happened to him?
Ahem: Huh?
Gopi: <anxious now... gets up from the bed... and walks over to him... his eyes following her, his body moving with her... now in a sitting position... right on the edge of the recliner... She came and stood right infront of him> Ji, aap ki tabiyat toh theek hai na? ((T:- Are you alright? ))
Ahem: Huh?...Haan woh... Main...
<He is still looking at her... Her proximity reminding him of what he had just dreamt... She was standing this close when he had pulled himself to her... but it felt so real.. a weird sense of deja vu.. Like it had actually happened..>
<Gopi is worried that maybe he has a fever or something and places his palm on his forehead. Ahem lets out a small sigh and closes his eyes... His head lowered slightly now... Too stirred up... Too moved to speak... he was only starting to feel better... when she removed her hand and started to walk towards the night stand to get him some water... he was feverish... Ahem looked up the moment she removed her hand... she had barely taken a few steps when he caught her hand and pulled her back... She came crashing down on his lap, facing him...>
Ahem (his voice husky from the fever, from what he was feeling) : Kahaan jaa rahi ho tum? ((T: Where are you going?))
<Gopi was shivering by now... This was all too familiar... Was she dreaming? But didn't she just get up... Kanhaji... She struggled to get free but his hold tightened around her waist and her hands... Gopi tried looking away but couldn't... She had to look him in the eyes>
Gopi: Ahemji, woh aap ko halka sa bhukaar hai... Mein aap ke liye dawayi le aati hoon ((T: You have a slight fever, Ahemji... i will get the medicine for you ))
Ahem: Nahi, dawayi nahi kaam karegi... Mujhe dawayi nahi chahiye((No, the medicine won't work... I don't want it))
Gopi: Ji... <still struggling and failing to get up> Main...
Ahem : Main kya?
<Gopi closed her eyes... praying for strength and wondering where and when he had bhaang again>
Gopi : Mujhe jaane dijiye ((T: Leave me...))
<Ahem frowned. Clearly not liking her saying that. He pulled her closer so her face was nearly touching his>
Ahem : Aur agar naa jaane doon toh? ((T: And what if I don't leave you?))
<Gopi wasn't breathing now... Not wanting to believe where this was leading to... Before she could even try to figure out what to say or do next ... The most unexpected thing happened... Ahem let out a deep sigh and leaned his forehead on hers... Closing his eyes... Gopi nearly let out a faint cry as she saw a tear roll down his cheeks... one tiny tear... so small.. she would have missed it had she not been so close to him... Slowly her right hand went up to wipe it off...>
Gopi: Ahemji, kya baat hai? Aap ne koi bura sapna dekha? ((T: Ahemji, what happened? Did you see a bad dream?))
Ahem: Nahi sapna toh achcha tha... Bas woh... ((T: No, it was a good dream... Just that...))
<At this point he looked at her... Trying to find the love he dreamed of seeing in her eyes... and he did see it... but he also saw a veil of hesitation... fear... And it tortured him... He knew she loved him... He also knew that she was scared of him... Never free around him... This realization clicked something in his head and he loosened his grip on her, but not completely... He would never ever be able to get to her unless that fear left her... But it had... they had come so close and then suddenly...>
Ahem: Gopi... Kya hua hai? Tum mujhse kuch chupa toh nahi rahi ho? ((T: Gopi... what has happened? Are you hiding something from me?))
Gopi: Ji? <She knew he was asking about Holi and her behavior but she was also aware that she was sitting on his lap completely trapped in his arms> Nahi... Kuch nahi... <Lowering her gaze>
Ahem: Toh tum mujhse itna durr kyun rehti ho? Aaj phone par bhi tumne mujhe nahi bataya ke tum late kyun ho ... mere poochne par bhi tumne apni problem nahi batayi ...Kyun?((T: Then, why do you stay so far from me? Even today you didn't tell me why you were late... Even when I asked you, you didn't tell me what the problem was... Why?))
<Gopi had no answer. She knew he was serious...>
Gopi: Dekhiye, aisi koi baat nahi hai... Main... woh... Dekhiye... aap ko sach mein bhukaar hai... agar aap dawayi nahi lena chahte mein aapke liye thande paani ka sek le aati hoon... aap ko aaram milega... ((T: Look, there is nothing like that... I ... just umm... see, you really have fever... if you don't want medicine I will get you a cold soak... it will make you feel better))
Ahem: Theek hai... Par, tum sach mein theek ho na... Koi pareshaani nahi hai na? ((T: Fine. But you are alright no? There is no problem that is bothering you right?))
<Gopi smiled slightly and said "Yeah"... She got up as he released her and took a few staggering steps away from him.>
Gopi: Aap do minute rukiye main abhi aayi ((T: You wait for 2 minutes... I will be back))
And she walked hurriedly towards the door... She had just opened the door when
Ahem: Gopi!
<Gopi stopped and looked around hesitating... He had gotten up and was walking towards her...>
Gopi: Ji?
Ahem: Main bhi saath chalta hoon. ((T: I am coming with you.))
<This triggered something in their minds... For Gopi, a memory that always runs in her head... For Ahem, another sense of deja vu... They both frowned slightly for their own reasons and looked at each other>
Ahem : Chalo ((T: Lets go)) <extending his hand... asking her to lead just like that day>
<Gopi merely nodded fighting back tears at what had just happened and the memories swimming in her head... and they both silently made their way to the kitchen>
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