Delhi Diaries- Part 3/4
Will see you at DLF at 10 in the morning.”
An early text after an almost sleepless night can turn your misty morning into shinny one, I threw the clothes out of my cupboard in different directions and realised the whole pile was lying outside.
My restlessness triggered Deeksha as she shouted, “Which spirit has conquered you?”
I kissed this sleeping beauty, and jumped high to hit my little toe that did hurt a lot. While my happiness still had no measures, running, falling, an alluring beauty turned sweaty till I reached.
It was all in void, of course who comes to mall this much early. I turned hopeless till I found the next text, “I am at the exit stairs on first floor.” Why such a secretive place? I walked fast to see my intuitions coming true.
Kneeling down with a rose in hand was the man of my life, “My love for you is like a circle- it has no beginning and will know of no end.”
The thought of declaring him as the king of cheesy lines crossed my mind but he took me away by his charm, tears rolled down from my eyes the stairs of this strange mall witnessed our love with every echo I too knelt down to him and accepted his love by grabbing him in my arms.
Holding me in his arms he whispered, “Can I ask for something?”
My heart wasn’t giving me surety still I told without hesitation, “I am all yours.”
It was a promise to hide our relationship from limelight as he wanted to keep me close to his heart but privately, I convinced myself with my small town thinking of protecting us from the evil eye. Though a private affair was never on my list, half-heartedly I decided to go with the flow.
Returning back after a thrilling morning, another thrill was eagerly waiting for me, where Deeksha was roaming like an angry woman, “What are you up to?” Her irritation scared me a bit, though his promise has bounded me, I still stepped forward and knelt down to reciprocate the whole scene to her.
We celebrated our night with my first vodka shots, they were just like my upcoming relationship every shot had a different taste. I was not sure what I was going to have in my basket.
Someone has rightly said, “Love feels like being high throughout” and I was the live example, beginning from those petty pecks on the cheeks to those erotic smooch. We left no public place to make out privately, washrooms of his college to common washrooms of cafes, escalators, movie theatres, parking lots, metros, every place we visited held a story of our love covered in my scarf.
We were full of fantasies, and took each step to fulfil them from sharing a chocolate to licking it out from each other’s body, marking his body as my territory with those red lipstick marks, lying on his back that served as the best mattress.
Still my trust on his love shook when he removed my clothes for the very first time, my body was not that seducing like his, my inverted nipples, dark vagina, celluloid thighs, birth marks haunted me to hide my body from him or else he will hate me. Instead he kissed every inch if my insecurity gently, placing his hands all over, caressed every freckle on my body.
He covered my eyes with his palms, standing to the mirror the naked body of mine made me feel ashamed, he made me stand still and strong and made me groan loud with his fingers inside me, my legs contracted out of contentment, pulling them apart he fed himself in depth making me beg to have him, he pulled me up in his arms and told, “you should never be guilty of me making love to you, its ecstasy for me.” Once again I experienced the pleasure of falling for him.
Overloaded love wasn’t satisfying me, I wanted acceptance those ‘tapri ki chai’ holding his hands among his nukkad group who were no less than a family to him, my eagerness to remove the tag of a friend to girlfriend led our relationship through some dark nights of shouting, screaming and crying but every dark night followed a ‘Good morning love’ text leaving me with no more reasons to complain.
He was running out of reasons to keep me under coverage, “I am a secret queen to this king” was now a fairy tale that had no reality.
My love for him was not holding any biases on the basis of public and private then why his love asked me to maintain a distance in public? I was not guilty for him making love to me but he was for sure a guilty of certain things.
Finally I dropped the idea of getting the recognition as my love was flowing out of hands just like the running water, I wanted to live my life free the way a girl lives it without a bra but leaving your private space without a bra is no less than a crime similarly my relationship was full of love but only in a confined space.
It is true that uncertain things happens at unexpected moments when this friend of Aakash, Natasha, recognised us together as a couple, in that particular moment I gave him all benefits of doubt. My heart was pondering with love from all around.
I felt like grabbing him from his collars and kiss him hard and make love to him at that very moment, it was my smile and blush on my face that confused her as she told to my face, “She doesn’t seem like a friend with benefit of yours”.
