Few Things Left Unsaid (15 page)

A sweet smile and she continued

I know we can’t. However, I want to be with you for 24hours.From the time you wake up until the time you sleep.

I grabbed her. I squeezed her. I couldn’t control myself but I bit her on her lips. She shouted. She loved it. It was wild. But she made it wild.. She was mine. She was just mine. No one could have her in their life now.

We were both lost in our world. I went to order some food. I ordered veg chilly and told him to bring it to the garden. I walked towards the bench. As I reached the bench, I saw she had kept a cake on the bench with a candle on it. She had written ‘
To my sweet cute bachhu.’

This time I could not stop my tears. She stood up and came close to me. She gave me the warmest hug. Each moment was special. We sat and I cut my birthday cake. I forcingly put the 1
^st
piece into her mouth. She was not able to speak. She did the same with me. It was a small cake. We shared it. After eating the cake and veg chilly I slept with my head on her lap. I was looking into her eyes and she was weeping. I could not stop my tears.

I saw the time. It was 4pm.We had slept for almost 2 hours. I checked my belongings. They were all right. Her head was on my chest. I did not get up. I wanted to see her sleeping. On the previous occasion  she had not woken me up. This was my turn. After 15 min, she woke up. She gave me a morning smile that we usually give when we wake up in the morning.

“Jaan, its 4:30. We slept for 2 hours. Thank god our belongings are safe.” I got up saying this.

“Oh my god. What are you saying? Let it be. We have the entire day. Let me show you something.”

One more? I would have fall down on the grass. So many gifts. So many surprises.

“Bachha enough. I am already full of gifts. Why do you love me so much?”

“Because you are special.” She took out a plastic bag saying this.

It was t-shirt. Green t-shirt from Pepe Jeans. It would be costly. From where did she get so much money? However, it was special.

This time I hade no words to explain what I felt.

Now it was my turn. It was my turn to give her something. She had done so much for me. Now I would. Even I had a few things in mind for evening.

We left Grant Lane at about 5 pm and went to a restaurant. I had searched for that restaurant earlier on internet. I had informed the manager about all the arrangements.

We reached the destination.Neel Resturant.I told her to wait. I went inside and confirmed the arrangements with the manager.

I called Riya inside. It was dark. It had a long passage. There were two tables in it that gave complete privacy to couples. It was surrounded by ply from three sides and it had a round table inside with two chairs with white covers. It had a fancy candle on it and rose petals beside it. There were few people in restaurants. However, we had privacy. It was a candle light dinner.

This time tears were transferred to her eyes. She loved it. She pinched my hand so tight that it hurt me. I came to know that she wanted to kiss me hard but could not due to people around us. We sat at the table. I told him to play our special song…

“tujhe dekh dekh sona…..”

As the song started, she could not stop herself. She kissed me.

“Loved it? I know this is nothing compared to what you did today for me.” I said

“No sweetheart, you are the best. If I combine all the gifts that I gave you they were nothing in front of what you did right now.”

Still my surprises were not over yet. 1 surprise remains. I smiled

I did not tell her what that was. We left the restaurant after having food and reached Grant Lane station. This was something, which could go against me. However, I wanted to take risk. I  Wanted to ask something from someone.

As train reached Aerol, Riya was about to get down. I stopped her and said nothing to her. She told me she was getting late. Still I told her to come with me. We reached my area and then to my apartment and then to my house. Mom opened the door. She was surprised to see Riya and me together. Mom was alone at home. We sat in the hall. Mom brought us a glass of water.

I said…

Mom I love Riya. I  love her very much. We love each other very much.

My Mom was shocked.Riya was almost dead. This was the last surprise of the day.

                   NERVOUS  MEETING

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ore than 30 min and still there was silence in the room. I was sitting on a sofa. Mom and Riya were sitting on another couch. Mom looked at me sometimes and sometimes at Riya. I was trying to look into my Mom’s mind. She did not allow me to do so. I broke the silence.

“Mom say something. Please. I really love her.”

My Mom was always frank with me. We shared a relationship, which was not less than friendship. I wanted her to support me. I wanted her to accept Riya as my girlfriend.

“Is this your age? Do you even know what love is? Bunking colleges and roaming around, watching movies, hands in hand… do you think this is love?”

“Mom I don’t know what it is. However, I like her. I want her to be with me.”

“Do whatever you want. What can I say?” she was upset.

Riya pointed at me to go inside. Without saying anything, I went. Maybe Mom would talk frankly about me with Riya or it can be other way too. I had a firm belief in Riya.

“When did it start? What exactly happened? And how far have you gone in your relationship? My Mom asked Riya.I was behind the door itself. I could hear everything.

“Aunty I know I may be wrong. You have seen more life than we have.  Nevertheless, we seriously like each other. I don’t know when it happened but we are in a relationship from November. He helped me in my studies; he also helped me in each possible way. He is very nice towards me. I do not know if this is love or not. But …”

“From November you are both together. I had asked Aditya when that autorickshaw driver had come. I knew from that day only. I never told Aditya what the driver said about you both. He told me everything what you were doing in rickshaw. I did not tell this to Aditya, as I wanted him to concentrate on his exams. What are you both up to? First learn to earn money then you can do all these things.”

“Aunty I know this is not the age for all this. Now if you try to separate both of us it would affect our semester. Aunty do not worry, I will take care of him. Seriously, I will not let him sidetrack from studies. Please trust me.”

My Mom smiled. I wanted to hug her. She is the first one who wakes me up everyday, with a lovely heart and a friendly soul... even today she is the first one to accept my Riya as she is. I love my Mom. I love Riya too…

I went outside and could not hide my happiness.

“So, heard everything behind the door. I am your Mom. So don’t act foolish in front of me.” She hugged me and was happy to see me happy.

She still told me that education was the first priority and rest everything should be left aside while studying. I accepted whatever she said. After all, she accepted my Riya.

Riya was very happy. We chatted for sometime and then Riya left for home. I went near the gate to leave her. This time seeing her going home was something different. Something, which brought a sense of security in me.

No sooner than we had seen each other, we liked each other. No sooner, we liked each other we knew each other. No sooner, we knew each other we respected each other’s behaviour. No sooner we respected we appreciated each other. Then we loved each other. No sooner we loved each other deeply we were in front of my Mom. And took our relationship one more step ahead.

I dreamt of getting engaged to her. A hall filled with family and friends. When she will ask me what kind of wedding I wished for…I would answer
nothing special. However, the one which would make me your husband
.

“Mom do you really love Riya?” I wanted to know the truth.

“Yes I love her. I think she is the only girl who can improve you. However, as I said studies are the first priority.Anyways she is beautiful. Sweet and we go along well with each other”

This answer made my birthday special. I got the gift from my parents.
Riya. MY JAAN

                 
  MOMENTS TO REMEMBER

                                          I
reached college.The next day. Riya had messaged me in morning that she would be late due to some household work. The second lecture began. Riya was still at home. She messaged me to leave the college and come to her home. I was surprised. I knew there was no one at her house this morning. As the lecture got over, I left the college and reached her gate.

“Hey, shall I come inside. What if watchman asks me something”? I called her.

“No problem, he won’t ask anything. Come inside.” She said and kept the phone.

I went in. She opened the door. I entered her house to see Amit and Neha. Not again. I said to myself. They were eating chips. Now wasn’t that oily? Fools will be fool. I went straight into the kitchen and Riya joined me.

“What is this? What are these two doing here?”

“They are here to celebrate your birthday. I had called Neha in the morning and told her what had happened yesterday. So she said even we both want to celebrate his birthday.”

“That’s ridiculous. It was my birthday. Why do these two want to celebrate it? And if they want to celebrate who the hell is giving them a party?”

“Please Aadi… they are nice. Let’s go outside.” Riya pulled me outside.

They wished me belated happy birthday. They looked nice together as a couple. However, they were funny. Maybe I thought it because the first impression was bad. I was insecure in their company. I felt left out.

Riya was in the kitchen preparing something to eat. Neha also went inside and this irritated made me more. I was alone sitting with Amit. We were watching TV. I did not talk to him. He did not try to talk to me. We did not even look at each other. He was kind of reserved and so was I... Moreover I hated him. I wanted to be alone at my girlfriend’s house and there he was sitting in front of me in her house. Instead of spending some quality time with my girlfriend, I was with her school friend and his girlfriend.

He asked me for water. I looked at him but did not oblige. I wanted to tell him that this was my Riya’s house. I could do anything I wanted.

Riya and Neha came out as they were almost ready with food.Riya was making the food while Neha was helping her.

“I hope you are having a nice time together.” Riya said it to me.

With a gay… I said it in my mind. The biggest irritant was that he carried Nokia cell phone. N series .Pink in colour. Oh my God. This was extreme…

Riya came and sat beside me. I grabbed her waist and she rested against me. Amit and Neha were discussing something, which we could not hear. I did not care to.

“So how is your love life?” Amit asked Riya with a big smile on his face. I hated that smile.

“Can’t you see, we are madly in love with each other. We cannot live without each other. I love him a lot.” Her answer brought a big smile on my face.

“What about you” I asked Neha. Just to show off if he could talk to my girlfriend I could do the same.

“Even we both love each other. It has been a difficult journey for us. Still we are together. This gives us satisfaction” Neha answered

“Ya even I love her a lot.” Amit added.

For the first time I was not angry at his answer. Not even frustrated. I was observing their eyes. Maybe they loved each other seriously.

We decided to play cards. Teen patti.

I shuffled the cards and gave three cards to each. I looked at my cards.

I had three cards of spades.

We put in the minimum bet of 10rs. For the first round, no body packed their cards. The second round began. Riya packed and so did Neha. Now Amit and I were left. This made me more enthusiastic.

“I increase the bet by 20rs” I said.

“Me too.” Amit added.

“I still increase by 20rs.Amit think over it. You will lose.” I gave him a harsh look.

“Don’t worry. Let’s check it out. I call for a show.” He said.

“I showed him my cards one by one.

“I told you that you will lose.Didnt I? See your face.”

He showed me the first card. It was queen of hearts. I looked at my queen of hearts. I wished I had that card. I could have afforded to lose for that card. He showed me the second card. It was queen of spade. Two queens. This made me nervous. It was not the question of a few rupees but the question of who was superior between the two of us.

He showed the third card too. It was a joker. I lost.

“Buddy, don’t be over confident. I never told you anything. Still I won. This is a real game. You have to win without saying a word. This gives satisfaction.” He got up and stretched himself.

I hated him seriously. I wanted to win. I ignored him. It was just a game. However, I did not forget what he had said.

Buddy, don’t be over confident. I never told you anything. Still I won. This is a real game. You have to win without saying a word. This gives satisfaction
.

It was time to have lunch. Both the girls went inside to arrange things leaving Amit and me. This time I took the initiative and talked to him

“So, how is college going on?” I kept cards neatly while saying this.

“Perfect. What about you.”

“Nothing special. So you love Neha or this is just for sex.” I thought he would hit me. It was not the question to be asked. However, I did.