20. THAT RAINY DAY

My mom prepared some delicious food for our journey, a day before. It was not the first time we were going out, yet it was something awkward. I had some strange feeling in my heart. I wished I could pack Nisha along with our luggage because she too had a dream to visit Kashmir (Jammu & Kashmir, A state in India). Her withered face prevented me from going with my family. She plastered a smile on her dark face, but it didn’t reach her smoldering eyes. Her miserable smile changed my mind. At last, a night before we were about to leave, I announced my withdrawal from joining our family tour. 

My decision made everybody grab a shovel and dig my grave. It baffled all of them. They slammed me a lot. They wanted to punish me and throw me out of the world. Their anger was genuine and at a top level. But I was helpless. I too had a desire to visit Kashmir, but I sacrificed. 

I told goodbye to all by standing outside the train. I gave a silent hug to my mom, whom I was about to miss a lot and who will miss me too from her heart.

I lived alone in my room with phone calls of my mom. I missed her a lot. My sister sent pictures on WhatsApp every day. I saw those pictures and regretted on my decision. But my days went well. Every day I met Nisha outside our house. It was a golden chance to enjoy with my sweetheart. I wanted the emptiness of my room to get filled by the aroma of my Dilpari. 

Those days, weather in Kolkata was very romantic. It was a favor for couples who were aspiring to collide. The sky remained filled with heavy clouds and we decided we will spend a full day making a memorable one. We planned, she will come to my house early morning and we will live like a man and a wife for a day.

I woke up early and made my bed. I arranged my dresses lying everywhere. Filled bottles with water and kept in the fridge. I tried from my side to make my room neat and clean. But I couldn’t witness a clear picture of Nisha in my room. I prayed a lot to every god and goddess before Nisha was about to come. But I guess the god of thunder was not pleased with my prayers. The roaring of clouds made sky above my house dark. It worried me a lot. All my dreams and arrangements might get wasted. Nisha texted, if weather remains like it was, she won’t be able to visit. 

Oh! My heart cramped, reading her text.

Weather drastically changed, and it poured. I threw my sight outside of window waiting for rain to stop. I lost all interest in my life and sat like a dumb fellow. I realized all my desires will get crushed by the heavy weighted clouds. Morning got over and my desires too. A loud thunder happened in my pocket when a message beeped with a vibration. It was her text.

Coming in five minutes.

“YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!” I shouted. My voice was louder than the thunder. She came almost wet as it rained heavily.

It was tough for her to travel carrying a bag on one hand and an umbrella on other. I was pleased to see her at my door. She blushed as if she too wanted to make her day a memorable one. I gave her a towel and one of my tees to change. She was in her half-wet jeans and covered her upper half with my tee. She rested for a while and as per our plan, we cooked together. We made chicken chilly and jeera rice. She cooked very delicious. I licked my fingers till I found my first layer of skin white. I was glad to get a wife who cooked so good. I helped her to guide where all the spices were. We fed each other with our hand. It was so heart healing. It was something which a kiss can’t give. We loved our precious moment and made it a memorable one.

After having our lunch, we sat on chair for a while and then something strange happened. She told she will try my dresses. Damn! It was freaking. It looks good only in movies. I expected something else, but she made her mind to go through a fashion show in front of a mirror. One by one, she tried almost all my shirts and tees and ended up with my white official shirt. It drowned her in it and I laughed out loud. 

It was funny to watch how childishly she enjoyed everything like it was her favorite game. But I was very concerned with my formals, so I told her to change as quick as possible. She unbuttoned only her first two buttons and offered me to do the rest. It embarrassed me when she said with a nostalgic smile on her face. First time in eight years of our relationship, my eyes went down with shy, and I blushed avoiding eye contact. I couldn’t face her sensual side.

At first, I denied doing, then I found tough to ignore a beautiful girl in such a romantic mood. I figured out her intention in her deep eyes to make it a romantic day. So, I turned on music and set a soft romantic song to make our atmosphere adorable. It rained heavily and formed a desire to get dissolved in each other’s arm. I went close to her and threw my hands on her waist. She gazed straight to my eyes with no fear. It filled her with passion and lust. I saw her conspiracy in her eyes to make me a victim of her love. 

She grabbed my collar and pulled me at a glance. I stood stunned, seeing a woman within her first time. She had a wild urge to make me wounded by her insatiable love. So, she threw her arms around my neck.

 I stared at her eyes and found myself complete in her world. She smiled and rested her face on my chest and hugged me tight once again with the same passion which she had before my final exam. The one I missed for a long time. Her desirable body ignited my chest. My heart beat pumped faster when she stood on her toes, stretched upwards and cradled my face. The rise and fall of her breath appealed for an ardent kiss. My lips were an inch away from her slightly parted juicy lips. I made no move to bite or kiss her. She ran her fingers on my lips and kissed a corner of my lips. Her soft lips formed a burning desire within me to kiss her passionately. She surprised me when she grabbed my neck hard, piercing it with her sharp nails which reflected her wilderness, and proceeded with a light kiss. 

First my forehead, then my cheeks and finally covered my lips with a long warm kiss which left me short of breath. She nibbled my lower lips and my world turned upside down. I drowned deep in her ocean of love. I forgot everything and kissed. I had intended for a quick kiss, but it didn’t work out that way. The heat of her sizzling body against mine made the thunder inside my body louder than the one was outside. I returned her kiss with passion. That time it was not only love, an insatiable lust within us formed a sensation to fill all those moments we spent being distant.

I unbuttoned her shirt completely and threw it far away. God had crafted her beautifully for me. I bent my legs and kissed her hot navel, which gave her goosebumps. She closed her eyes, and I lifted her and went straight to my bed, which waited for us. I threw her on bed and pulled off her tight jeans which gave a sexy sight of her fairy legs. She had waxed her leg, which made her leg smooth as butter. I gazed at those legs for a while and looked at her face with some questions in my eyes. She gave a smile back as a confirmation, which made me confident enough to do what came across my mind. 

I kissed her deeply from her toe and moved upwards. As I kissed her thighs, it made me a hot-blooded wild man. I rubbed my lips all over her thigh. I loved her belly a lot, so I grabbed with both my hands and cradled it with love. I kissed her belly passionately. I licked her navel with my tongue. She screamed and breathe faster, it gave me strength to cross every limit. She threw her hands on my back, pulled my tees off and scratched my back with her sharp nails when I went upwards. Until I reached her neck, I tasted every inch of her body with my thirsty lips. I pressed my body on hers and loved her hair with my fingers. 

Those long and fragmented hair intoxicated me. Her wet hair forced me to go beyond our imagination. I kissed her cheeks and forehead with my lips full of care and compassion. 

I was lying on her, and hand on hand, I grabbed her lips once again and kissed hard to take all her lipstick which as leftover. It was so soothing to kiss my sweetheart. It was our first time we were so undressed. Filled with love and lust, satisfying each other with bare bodies. 

Sometimes, she was on me, then I was on her, it was going on and on. It was completely a dream to live life the way we were living. Our insatiable love demanded much more under the thunderous clouds, but we controlled ourselves and hugged each other and remained unmoved until our body smelled the same. 

I loved her fragrance of body, so I immersed myself completely to smell like her. We wished to stay forever in our arms. We wanted time to get stuck. It was tough to stop ourselves, but somehow, we kept something precious for our future. 

Our insatiable love forced us to marry as soon as possible and fulfil our passionate desire, which we didn’t even try and reserved as a marriage gift to each other. The love for me like before in her eyes had come back. She had finally accepted me once again. I became the same Gonu of her life. But she was no more my Dilpari. Our world turned completely in a different direction. We remained lost in love from our next moment we dressed ourselves. She became the best person to be my wife, and I gave her the sweetest name ever. ‘Ardhangini’. 

My other half. My better half.

 My life. My wife.

 The princess of my heart became the queen of my kingdom with a fifty percent share.

Time passed in an eye-blink and we engaged in planning to get married as her family pressured her now and then. I earned good by dealing in saree and It was good enough to choose me as a husband. So, we decided to have a talk regarding it with our family. 

We were afraid to discuss. Our family knew everything about us, yet we feared which stopped us to move further. We concluded, finally. I will talk to her mother and she will talk to mine. It was ok for us because we were very comfortable and had cracked splendid jokes with each other’s mom. So, we decided a day to face off.