Part 108-Only Fools Rush in

Part 108

April 17^th Sunday 2011

8:18 PM

Kapoor Farms

Bijwasan

They walked near the 20 foot compound wall… there was a barbed wire fence on top of it… the lawns were manicured…. The grass was moist and squishy under her feet…. The huge house almost a mile into the plot was well lit in all directions…

There was not a soul in sight, felt like being in a grass land someplace…

“Were you going to go home soon?” she asked looking up at his face…

He wore knee length shorts, and a collarless tee of some rugby team… he was not barefoot, he wore Velcro sandals…

“If you stood me up, then yes!” he smiled…

“Agar shaadi ke baad aisa karti to?”

“I would come get you at your office”

“Agar main UP mein hoon to”

“I would come get you” he insisted.. firmly, as his grip tightened…

“Ma maloom kya kehti hain?” she stopped, bit her lower lip

He waited… they strolled…

“Radhika?”

“Never mind”

He shrugged

“Ma kehti hain, we are infatuated, we cant see straight, we are not thinking right” “She thinks we are fools, to rush in like this” “I mean kaun January mein milta hai aur April mein shaadi karta hai right?”

“Especially people like us”

He didn’t respond to any of her questions… but asked one of his own

“Does it bother your Mom that I don’t have a day job?”

She stoped in her tracks involuntarily… her mind worked in fast forward mode, trying to cook up a lie… she swallowed preparing to speak

“Ummm”

“You don’t have to answer that Radhika” he offered gently

“Does it bother YOU?”

“NO!” she denied immediately… with not a doubt in mind…

“We would just have to live off your pay check you know…  youd be my sugar mamma” he chuckled

“Except I AM Younger” she countered.

“Yes… and incredibly sexy” he murmured… pausing by  a tree.. water droplets fell on their head from the tree leaves… from the heavy sprinkler sprays..

She leaned on the tree, held his hand… “Its an unlikely alliance” she agreed…

“Its not, I would go to bed with you in a heart beat” he chuckled..

She smacked him!

“I am picky… I would wait and choose” she said haughtily

“And?.... “ he asked waiting for her to say “I would pick you”

“Someone my height, an activist, who always wears kurta pajamas… frumpy,” she spoke hoarsely, as he pressed into her, eyes dancing

“Oh! I could be frumpy” “You haven’t seen my teen years.. I was unshaven.. wore soiled tees for weeks, when I wrote songs”

He led her hands to his waist “Yet you had a girlfriend”

“Yet” he repeated nuzzling her neck…

“Did she shower?” she asked curiously..

“I don’t know” he said preoccupied with her kurta buttons…

Her churidar was rolled up to her knee….

“Tumhare pair kitne thande hain “ she announced feeling his calf with her legs..

“Warm me up” he begged..

“Raghav.. we were supposed to talk about the mehandi and the whole shebang”

“Radhika lets kiss” he decided

Homing birds chirped on their tree… a gentle breeze swayed branches and sprayed water over them…Her arms wrapped around his neck…

She evaded his lips, and kissed his neck “Clean as sprinkler water” she giggled…

“Its good water I am told” he offered lazily

“Wow!” “Matlab paudhon ke liye bhi clean paani….” Before she can finish he claimed her lips, just as a thought fanned through her mind… “Not too far from here thousands wait patiently…. For me… my initiative to bring them clean water”

“Its just water Radhika!!!!!!!”  he whispered.. on her lips