Posted:
8 years ago
Stage & Strike
She scrambled Wed morning, trying to get to work at 8, he lounged on the couch with the "bad coffee" he said she made
"Oh! Whatever!" go get your own" she ordered
There was Starbucks like coffee shop not too far from the hotel, Punjabis loves their chai they didnt care for coffee
He had calls all morning he said
"I only need Citrix or Skype" he told her as he watched her braid her hair frantically
She forgot to stick the remaining two meter length of jasmine in the frig. It sat on the bath counter,
still fresh, she tried to pack it away hoping she can wear tonight
He enjoyed her panic, watching her wear and tear a pair of pantyhose
"I can put it on for u if u like" he smiled
"Thanks vendavey vendaam da" she slapped both hands together in prayer (NOOO)
She dumped her purse on the messy bed, trying to find her keys again
His eyes fell out when he saw the amount of things she had in there,
from feminine hygiene products to, lipsticks to moisturizers to gum to receipts to credit cards to safety pins to bindis to make up to STUFF
She quickly spread it all, looking for the key card
She carried her D II Godrej key around, he saw it hung on the door when he went to propose
"Onnoda key ta da" she whispered (where is ur key?)
He sat on the bed
"No... no opinions, I am going to kill u if u say a word" she warned
She quickly shoved everything back
He noticed she had no cash in her wallet she self consciously stuffed it into a zippered back pouch
"Lets go eat?" she asked
He nodded... she gathered a bunch of things from the bed, and wondered what to do, she shoved it in the drawer
"Onnoda key kudu da" she begged (give me ur key)
"U can get one from the lobby" he suggested
"ITS NOT FREE, Only TWO are free, third onwards its Rs.100 a piece" she complained
And then quietned... "umm.. OK"He walked over to the chest of drawer in the bedroom, under the wall that
held the TV and handed her the card key
"Lets go eat" she muttered grabbing
"stay here, dont go anywhere, u dont have a key I dont want u to get lost and not know ur way back" she whispered standing close to him, like he was Shravu
"Good grief" he moaned at that cute sermon
Gathering her
"Kulikaade, shave pannikade, but u constantly want to make out" she scolded, letting him make out
(Dont shower, dont shave)
His lips grazed her collar bone and crept down, sliding over a mound, encased in pale orange lace...
exquisitely pretty, "just like her" he thought
The outline of the dark tip visible through the sheer lace
She let him undo buttons and kiss her
"Call me if u cant find ur way back" she ordered, like she was the parent...
He nodded, she let him cup her curve, quivering and buckling
It was easy to "dominate" her, he reveled in his power
He smelled like... HIM... Malcha Marg like, firm, warm... hairy
"U shud actually drive me to work or take me in your motorcycle, the girls at work get rides", she hugged him
Sighing she peeled herself off, they went down to eat, the breakfast was fantastic, just like any 5 star, an array of food
He read the paper as she quickly checked her email
Bally had responded
"Disappointed Iyer" he had said thats in on his email
"Kyon?" she asked
He responded back "Vandita was not happy, I am baffled" (why you would ditch Akka on such a momentous occasion)
"aapke paas aaj kal time nahi hai, warna Daily Perk ke trip mein batati" she wrote
"Potshot?" he asked
"YES... a big one" she said
SO HE WENT?
EVEN BALLY WENT
AND SHE DIDNT?
HMMM...
"Do u need a ride?" he asked
"Nope... I have my very own shiny new car" she smiled
He chuckled derisively, like THATS a problem for Ranjan
"The new cars are fabulous" she informed him
He nodded
"will u come down and get something to eat?" she asked
He smiled
"I shudnt worry? Its none of my biz?" she asked stiffening
"U shud and it is" he agreed
"dont go off to sleep or something without lunch"
"Some one I know does that well" he mocked
"RAKSHASAN!!" she cursed a mouthful
He watched her leave, taking off for a walk sticking his ear phones in his ear
She leaned on the seat and watched him for as long as she could
She didnt know when he wanted to return to Paris
She had a confidante in Akka, she could tell her everything now she doubted Akka would give her a listen
WHAT MESS DI
I DIDNT DO ANYTHING SHE BRISTLED
EXACTLY !!! U DIDNT DO A THING
ATLEAST GET OUT OF DEPLOYMENT
U CANT DO THIS FOR THE NEXT YEAR OR TWO
WHEN THE NOVELTY OF A "NEW MARRIAGE" WEARS OFF HES PROBABLY NOT GOING TO MAKE MONTHLY TRIPS FROM PARIS
EVEN IF I QUIT THE DEPLOYMENT TEAM I CANT QUIT THE JOB RIGHT?
UGHHH... YA... U ARE RIGHT
U ARE ALWAYS IN A FINANCIAL SOUP
ITS BOILING COVERED WITH A PRIDE LID
HE WOULD PROBABLY WANT U TO MOVE TO PARIS
ONE OF YOU HASSS TO, YOU CANNOT "STAGE" THIS MARRIAGE DRAMA FOR THE NEXT 10 YEARS OR 20
YOU DO KNOW THAT DONT YOU? II?
HMPHHH!!!
HOW ABOUT HE LIVE IN DELHI?
HE TRIED THAT ALREADY, HE "LOVED" IT SO MUCH HE SOLD HIS SHARES AND TOOK OFF
DO U HAVE AMNESIA OR SOMETHING II???
UMM... NO... NO... THATS HARSH
WELL... AVAN IPPO DAAN POYIRKAN PARIS
AVANA POI RETURN TO DELHI SONNA AVAN VARUVANA?
(HE JUST WENT TO PARIS HOW WILL HE COME BACK?)
By Noonish, there was a flurry of activity amongst the white collar workers at the workshop section
They spoke in rapid fire Punjabi
Groups of uniformed blue collar repairmen stood by vehicle bays and chatted
she wondered what was going on
Bally was so disconnected from it all he didnt even know she was in Amritsar
Ritu wudnt know the daily events at Excelsior
WHO SHUD I ASK
HMMM...
MRS SAGARRR!!
She pinged her on IM
"Hi! Aap kaisi hain?" she asked
"the baby is so cute II" she informed
SO U COULD GO?" she smiled
"I was able to, yes" she wrote with a smile
"thanks, thats very sweet of u"
"I think u were supposed to be there as well" Mrs Sagar gently mocked her
"thanks" II sent a tongue in cheek
"How is Dad?" she asked
"Good... good.. tense but good"
"Sab theek?"
"As of now..." Mrs Sagar said
"Is he sick?" II panicked
"Oh no!!... the Gurgaon workshop union went on a strike at Noon" Mrs Sagar wrote
AYYYO!!!!!!!