The Master Stroke
"Rehne de .. Pata hai mujhe.. RANDHIR SINGH SHEKHAWAT..!!!.." I cut him midway, looking at the
ceiling with pure disgust. I L.O.A.T.H.E.D
these three words and I H.A.T.E.D
this random guy. Period.
He was the biggest obstacle in my plan.
"Bhains ki
aankh...!!... Ek ne jeena haraam kar rakha hai aur doosre ne neend haraam kar di
hai." I thought.
"Aaah..!!!... SCREW YOU BOTH" I muttered furiously.
I was seriously pissed off.
"Hellooo..." Rishi shouted.
"Haan haan yahi hoon main. Chilla mat. Ab sun.. Ek
kaam kar" I said with a glint in my eyes. This one move will clear every
obstacle in my plan. And this thought filled me with a devilish excitement.
"Kal FITE jaa. And meet the dean. Dean Mahesh Thakur."
"B..But main.. Kyun?" He stammered.
"Just Shut up and listen" I ordered. I explained him
what I wanted him to do.
"W.H.A.T. ?" I heard his shocked whisper.
Ignoring him I continued "Dean enters his cabin at
10:00 AM. 10 baje se pehle pahunch jaana, B.A.H.U.T P.E.H.L.E. He starts meeting
appointments from 10:15. I W.A.N.T Y.O.U to be the first appointment." I warned
him.
"O..Okkk" He stammered.
"Classes 11
baje shuru hoti hain. Aur kal sabse pehle lab session hai. Take dean and
Professor Suryavanshi with you and by 10.35 AM sharp, be in the lab. STUDY THE
LAB and leave by 10:50 AM. Got it?" I demanded.
"S..Stttudyy... Un dono ke hote hue kaise? Aur time
oopar neeche.." He gulped nervously.
"What do you mean by un dono ke hote hue? Ye kya first time hai tera? Stop behaving like
a virgin. About time? Calculate karke hi tujhe ye time diya hai. Finish your
work and reach the gates by 11:10. C.A.L.L. M.E. when you reach the gate." I
ordered him.
"Saamaan mil jaayega tujhe. Don't be late." I warned
him gritting my teeth and disconnected the call.
I loathed two things: Distraction and Sharing. And
these two bloody random guys had done exactly the same. One has distracted me
and has sent me to a guilt trip of running away from a depressed boy. And the
other had been sharing my limelight from the past three years.
"But then... THREE
damn years in a row... Congratulations to karna padega tujhe Shekhawat..!!"
I smirked thinking about my way of congratulating my biggest enemy. Yes, in our world a
constant competitor is your biggest enemy.
-----*-----------*-----
"Arey Randhir bhai...!!.. Fir se FIRST? Yaar kya khaate
ho mujhe bhi bata do. Main to door door tak kaheen nahi hoon. 40th
rank hai is baar" Jiggy congratulated me in the same words he had used last
year. I smirked, still playing the game in my mobile.
"%age difference kitna hai Sanyukta aur mere beech?"
I asked him scoring a point.
"Aapko kaise pata ke Sanyukta..." He stopped midway
seeing my raised eyebrows. "5% bhai... uske 90% aur aapke 95%" He said meekly.
"Disappointing
performance Sanyukta. Just 5% ... Us Parth
se fursat milti tumhe to aaj tum aur main saath hote. I mean first rankers
hote... Mujhe kya.. Your loss.. Duffer" I cursed mentally.
"Haan haan aa raha hoon... Tum tension mat lo.. Party
to main tumse lekar hi rahoonga... You be on time" Parth's voice disrupted my
thoughts.
"Time huh? Brilliant..
Sanyukta ka P.A. Begaani shaadi mein Abdulla deewana" I gritted my teeth as
he left the room.
"Waise baat to
sahi hai... Party to banti hai... Lekin usse pehle Congratulations to karna padega
tumhe Agarwal" I smirked thinking about my way of congratulating her.
-----*-----------*-----
"Congratulations...!!!" I said loudly as Sanyukta came
out of the library block. She turned around and looked at me with no
expressions.
"Thanks. And I am so sorry Randhir. Last year to fir
bhi 10% ka difference tha. This year it's 5%. I am sooo sorry, I am
reducing the gap every year" She said giving an extra sweet smile.
Now this
cracked me up. I laughed loudly. My
laughter echoed in the darkness behind me. Catching my breath after sometime I
said..
"Ooohhh... Phew..!!.. That's some humor haan..??!!...
You are reducing the gap.. Really??.. Agarwal, I am making room for you.. " I
looked at her. Pushing my hands in my back pockets, I gave her my most arrogant
smirk.
Now, that got her angry. She took two steps in my
direction, much to my pleasure as well as my plan. Raising her index finger at
me she screamed.. "YOU BLOODY JE..".
Her P.A called and she stopped midway. Taking deep
breathes to control her temper she turned around.
"By The Way, Jab tak us LOSER CITE waale ke saath
rahogi, tab tak"
She turned around sharply and asked furiously "Tab
tak?"
I smirked and tilted my head. "Perfect" I thought. I pointed my index finger towards her. Then
pointed my thumbs down and said "A.L.W.A.Y.S"
At this, she flared up. She threw her bag on the
ground and charged towards me.
"Tum samjhte kya ho apne aap ko haan? LOSER wo nahi
hai.. LOSER..." "Ouchhh..!! Randhirrr".
She had raised her hands as usual for my collar. But
I was prepared for it. I held her hands mid way, pressed them behind her back
and pulled her into the darkness. Holding her wrists in my left hand and clamping
her mouth with my right, I trapped her between the wall and me. It was the new
block under construction, with only a small yellow light above our heads.
"Shhh ..!!..
" I whispered in her right ear, touching her inner ear lobe with my lips.
Looking into her eyes, I removed my palm from her mouth. She opened her lips,
but I placed my finger on them. Her shallow breath fanned my finger raising
goose bumps all over my body. I inched closer and she closed her eyes. I
whispered against my finger "You know I can't hurt you. EVER". She opened her
eyes and relaxed a bit. I inched closer and pressed my nose on hers. Snuggling
her nose with mine, my eye lashes fluttered against hers. Our breaths
accelerated and I closed my eyes reminding myself a zillionth time in these 5
minutes to not kiss her.
Her breathing came back to normal as we kept standing
there in the same position for some time. Suddenly, images of that night
flashed in my mind. I left her wrists, grabbing her face possessively with both the hands. "So, Parth taught you about
six-stroke engine? Explain!" I rasped fiercely pressing my nose further into
hers. She blinked and her lips quivered. I smiled and moved my face towards her
left ear, nuzzling her cheek with my nose.
"Forgot? Looks like he isn't a good teacher" I
whispered, feeling her soft skin. "Main sikhaa doon?" I asked huskily. Much to
my surprise, she nodded in a yes panting heavily.
"May be she is
not so immune to me after all. May be she also feels something?" I thought.
A sinful smile broke across my face. "Stroke 1".
Moving my right hand into her hair, I pulled her head
back, exposing her neck. She gasped sharply. As she parted her lips, I whispered
"In Stroke 1 the fuel/air valves open as the piston moves down, which draws air
into the chamber."
"Stroke 2" I said huskily nuzzling her ear.
Her palms rested on my chest and I shivered. I
sharply bit her ear lobe and her breath caught in her throat. Sensing my
control about to break, I whispered urgently "In Stroke 2 air is trapped in the
chamber to develop high pressure."
"Stroke 3" I barely breathed. "Damn, it's just the 3rd stroke. Get a grip" I mentally
scolded myself.
I travelled my nose, taking in her scent, down her
arched neck. High on her scent, I gave an open mouthed kiss at the hollow of
her neck. "Ah.." She moaned clutching my shirt tightly. I whispered against her
neck "Exactly..!! In Stroke 3, spark is developed,"... Tracing her heated neck with my finger I continued "Ignition
happens due to high temperature"... Brushing her tight knuckles, against my shirt, with my thumb, I finished "and the piston is thrown at developing power."
She panted and I moved up quickly looking into her eyes "Stroke 4".
Her pupils had dilated matching mine. Her grip on my
shirt got tighter. I traced my finger from her collarbone down her arm like an
empty highway. Resting my hand on her waist, I kept looking deep into her eyes.
Her eyes changed expressions from confusion to excitement. "About time" I thought. I gripped her
waist tightly. "Randhirrr" She breathed out heatedly and rested her forehead on
my shoulder as her will power gave away. Bringing my mouth close to her ears I
whispered "In Stroke 4, the burnt air is thrown out."
Unable to control myself anymore, I grabbed her face
again with my hands. Tilting her head I leaned in. She closed her eyes. Stopping
at a hair distance from her lips, I spoke "Ready for Stroke 5?".
Her eyes snapped open. I gazed at her lips intensely.
She gulped nervously. I stopped her adam's apple midway with my finger. Her lips parted and I
whispered against her lips. "This is the 5th Stroke Sanyu..kta. After
exhaust, water is injected in the chamber."
She pulled me towards her, meeting our foreheads. "Stroke
6. Explain..!!" She demanded, her eyes still closed. I smiled at her urgency
and in a swift moment, again pulled her head back with my hand entangling her
hair.
I blew over her neck raising her hair. "With pleasure"
I thought and kissed the pulse of her neck deeply. She jerked violently and hugged
me intensely, her fingers pulling my hair tightly. The force of her hug moved
me two steps back. The temperature of the room increased to thousand folds. Rubbing
my lips on her shoulder, I managed to speak "That's the Stroke 6... The Master Stroke.
The extremely hot chamber turns the water to steam --
expanding to 1600 times its volume-- which forces the piston down for a second
power stroke."
We tore apart after minutes.. may be hours. She
looked into my eyes and then at my lips. My heart beat stopped as she leaned in.
Phew.. !!.. The most difficult part for me to write. Don't know If I have done justice to Sandhir. I almost quit this FF, as I took 3 days to write the Sandhir part.
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