Posted:
9 years ago
Heartbeats☺️
Appa and Sam began arguing at the airport, Sam insisted she was going home with her and how Nandu and Lasya are excited to see her
Appa was like "LASYA? HOW can Lasya know she is back"
Amma squeezed his hand to stop him, and eye scolded him
Appa: She can go with us, he hasnt returned with her we dont know when he will so she can stay with us for a lil while the day she was supposed to visit she went to Gurgaon and barely stopped by for two hours, she owes us a week
Ive already told him she will stay with us a week
Sam: Aap us se baat kar lo Uncle (giggling)
Appa :Ya I can call him
AYYO APPA HE WILL KILL ME
NO DONT
Sam and II chatted about Paris
Amma dragged Appa to the side
Amma:Shhh... let her go with her sis in law, she belongs there only
Appa:How is that true? There is nobody in the house, Sam told us Mr Ranjan is in Shanti Niketan, avan avala plane ethi vittutu nimmadiya Paris la irukkan (he put her on a plane and must be relaxing in Paris)
Vandu called to check, Amma told her quickly that she had arrived and will talk later
Appa:Let her go with us... HOW CAN HE SEND HER BACK LIKE THIS? THIS is unacceptable
Amma:She looks happy.. did u see her face? she is glowing
Appa: She is not in Delhi heat so that why... it has got nothing to do with him
R&B called Sam again on her phone
"Where is she?" he asked
"YAHI HAI BABA, abhi ladai chal rahi hai where she should go" Sam giggled
"Whats that supposed to mean, take her home with u" he hissed
"Appa says she can stay at D II until u return... ITS ALL BECAUSE OF YOU..." Sam hissed
"Oh! gee thanks! I am flying out to Geneva in the morning... I am not doing this on purpose"
"She is mad at you, you know?"
"Well I know that already..." he said "Can I talk to her?"
"Umm.. baat nahi karegi" Sam said waving the phone at II
"Kyon?" II asked sulking and turning away
"Dekha" Sam said into the phone
"Sam PLEASE... I want to talk" R&B was impatient
"Enna venum?" she asked huskily
"II" he groaned... "Go home with Sam"
"Why does it matter to you where I am at, u are not here with me" she argued
"I want u to be at Malcha Marg or at Sam's" he ordered
"Kyon?" she wanted hear something possessive and caring
"Because u are done living @ D II, u are my wife now" he said firmly
"Come back then" she challenged arguing all over again
"Do u want to make this harder than it is?" he begged
"Its hard for me... not for you" she shot back
The background noise of cars honking people greeting each other, airport announcements were sent to him... since she didnt talk
"Go home, I will call you in 30 minutes on Skype?" he offered
"Liar" she said as she began crying
He let out a long audible breath "Do u wnat me to hang on until u go home and get to bed?"
"LIES AGAIN" she hissed sniffling... bending down as people watched curiously... at a young girl that obviously looked newly married crying over the phone
"I am not going to hang up until u ask me to" he offered patiently
"We'll see" she said softly, chuckling and sniffling
"I miss that house" she said crying uncontrollably
"I thought I would never like it... it was too cold and too rainy and the house was too historical and intimidating and big and... I miss everything about the house
I miss my closet, I miss the kitchen, the coffee... sab kuch" she cried
He listened patiently "Its all right here" he said
"I missed waking up and seeing rains, the side walk cafes, the sub way... sab kuch... IT WAS TOO SHORT... THE HONEY MOON WAS TOO SHORT, YOU ruined it by telling me about your trip
Its all YOUR fault" she cried
"I am sorry" he begged
"Come back right now" she ordered wiping her eyes
"Ill try" he cajoled her
"Remember how I got lost?" she asked "I only took two wrong trains and I was so lost" she was trying to make him talk about things they shared together
"One is all it takes" he agreed softly
"I hated the weather that night... do u remember how I put shave foam on you?" she giggled
She sniffled...
"Hmm" he nodded
"The chocolate, the foundation... whipping cream... olive oil water..." she laughed
Longish pause...
"RAKSHASAN!" she hissed softly, aching and aroused
"Go home with Sam" he ordered using the vulnerable moment to arm twist her
"Only if u promise to be there when I wake up" she traded
"Uhh" he began
"I know you wont..." she said a lump forming in her throat
"I ate the pooris and aloo for dinner" he offered
"Did u eat with raita and red chutney, I LOVE it like that... left over pooris are the best" she said smiling
"I agree" he said softly
"Did u eat at the kitchen table?" she asked
"Yep" he lied... he had eaten at his office...
"Did u throw the clothes in the dryer?" she asked
"I did" he said
"I also found your note" he said
"Good" she said huskily
She had written with her M.A.C Diva on the bathroom mirror "Razor= a sharp-edged instrument used especially for shaving the face or trimming the hair."
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He had dropped her off at the airport and called Alex and Romaine for a drink... he didnt want to go back to the apartment
He literally had to peel her off his body, like Nandu on the first day at DPS.
Sam had talked about it for DAYS
He had just made his own memory... except it was not his child... it was his WIFE
"We should atleast cancel your ticket if u want to fight" he had muttered... as she clung arguing
She had walked past him at the Daily perk, and in the elevator many times at Spectrum... never indifferent
ALWAYS tinglingy aware of his presence around her but very very careful not to ever let him touch her, especially after that kiss in his lounge
Sometimes he held the elevator door open at Spectrum when she finsihed up meetings with Ranjan... she would look at him her eyes immediately acknowledging his presence
A sense of awareness enveloping her, but her body would retract stiffly... as if if she touched she would lose it
"Stop crying for a minute and JUST LOOK at me" he begged
"NO!! to BOTH" she sniffled
He had held her in his embrace for the longest time
"Rakshasan!" she had muttered... as he nodded aggreably
He had to be one... if he could look at her way away without turning to give him a second look, he imagined how she must have waited by the gate
Reading a paperback she had bought at Delhi airport
"Shut up" she had hissed when he had said something about the picture on the cover...
His half smile had bothered her too
"ITS OK... I can dream right... there ARE MEN out there buff and shiny with rippling muscles" she had spat back
"AND ones that need to braid their hair" he had sniggered... the guy on the cover had hair below his shoulder
"LOOK whos talking" she mocked
It made her uncomfortable to hear him poke fun... he did it more... and more
"Shes hot though" he said chukling, as she began to read...
"Ofcourse size 40 D is hot" "I get it" II had peered at the cover
He had laughed out loud... women!!!
The cab drove him to the pub they had agreed to meet...
Alex noticed his shirt first "Was she upset?" he asked in French
Eyeing his pocket
R&B ran a thumb over the kohl stain..."very" he said sadly
"We could have sent Romaine" (to geneva)
"Nope! We are all good" R&B responded, the men had ordered drinks, sat around on the patio, till her flight took off... he had texted her "All good?"
She had sent a red X for "NOT TALKING"
He had gone home at 8 ish... the house was quiet and smelled like incense, she had left the bedroom door partially open, and the one to the back patio... the wind chime greeted him
He walked around without turning the lights on... wandered... more like hands tucked in his pockets... Amy Grant sang about heartbeats
Hear me speak what's on my mind
Let me give this testimony
To reaffirm that you will find
That you are my one and only
No exception to this rule
I'm simple but I'm no fool
I've got a witness happy to say
Every hour, every day
Walked over to the bedroom balcony... and stood one foot up brought his phone out and rotated it on the rail... sipping water from a bottle... felt the kohl stain with his thumb... smiling fondly
he wandered into the closet and found a lipstick note... one of many he will find along the way
A definition of razor...
Every heartbeat bears your name
Loud and clear they stake my claim
My red blood runs true blue
And every heartbeat belongs to you
He smiled fully feeling the letters... without smudging it...
He wandered out to the closet... she had left many outfits hanging... the gold saree... the red kurta she wore one day...her trinkets drawer was half full... things in tiny containers of every shape
color and size some bejeweled some plain... like her thoughts... no two alike... like her words...
Her 8.5*11 post it pad... well... almost half the size of that also lay in one drawer with doodle on the side... a pen... Excelsior pen "Cars from someone that cares"
tag line wrapped around it
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, sure maybe I'm on the edge
But I love you baby and like I said
I'm here to tell you
I'm here to stay
Every hour, every day
Her things were pretty or pink... a box of nose rings... he shut it walking over to the kitchen
Wandered to the balcony
Well... the birds were gone... so was she...
Every heartbeat bears your name
Loud and clear they stake my claim
And every heartbeat belongs to you
Every heartbeat bears your name
Loud and clear they stake my claim
Ask anyone and they'll tell you it's true
Every heartbeat belongs to you
He opened the frig
There were neatly labelled containers... a bouquet of chilled Post-its😳
Wonder when she labeled them? Hmm... he was around in the kitchen but he had missed it
"EAT ME FIRST😳"
"EAT ME SECOND😳"
"DO NOT EAT ME ON MONDAY OR TUESDAY OR ANYTIME AFTER"☺️
There were notes on every container
"EAT ME IF U MISS HER☺️" a box of expensive Belgian truffles said with a smile and a wink and a bindi and a nose ring!!!
He popped one in his mouth☺️
Edited by Nisha0604 - 9 years ago