Monday, September 30, 2013

Part 168


8:48 PM
March
Evening after Holi…
“Good luck with his new look” Bhayya laughed….
Her husband had a shadow of a goatee now…. “No” she shook her head vehemently…
“He even had Rishi bring over beard softeners from Dubai..” Akshay laughed uncontrollably….
“Shortest lived beard in history man!” Akshay mocked Shaan…
Shaan grinned smugly at Akshay’s implication (since its impossible for Shaan to go without sex… the beard would have to go)
“Noooo” Khanak gesticulated looking at him…
He rubbed his palm… the rasp echoed….
“You have to be kidding, if you think I am letting you anywhere near me” she flinched, as he approached…..
“Good luck” Akshay laughed again as he left them alone….
Shaan’s phone rang in the other room…. He ran to grab it… Khanak shuddered at the thought of the beard burn…
Nivedita and her boyfriend ahd just left after an early evening snack dinner event… Khanak winded up at the rec room, she wore pearl drawstring capris, and a orange and gold chiffon blouse with a gold cami underneath…. Her hair was tied in a loose ponytail with a ivory clip… (real ivory ofcourse)….
A Gujju friend had suggested a show on Zee Gujarati… she suddenly remembered it… turned the TV on, there were half a dozen remotes on the glass coffee table… she powered the TV on…. It listed atleast two dozen game updates, soccer and American football… and ice hockey……… she didn’t know how to exit out of the menu…. She toggled and struggled…. And tried other remotes….
Her parents were downstairs…. Since it rained a lot late in the afternoon, Dadi brought them back from Bandra…. They were heading out tomorrow… Sonali was gone………. For now….
“Tchh” Khanak expression frustration…
“Hey hold that….” He said as he entered the room…. “What was the score?”
“Season’s over, Super Bowl ended in January” she responded without turning to look at him…
He laughed….
“Shantanu, I need to get out of this thing” “Why do you have to record SO MANY games?”
He didn’t respond… just leaned on a pillar and watched her struggle
“How do you know its me?”
“I know of no one else that’s so obsessed…”
She continued “With work, and with sports”
Shantanu!” she complained…. “And you forget another thing….I might be a tad bit obsessed about”
She knew it the moment the words popped out of his mouth, but her leap was a second too late, he pinned her down on the couch, knocking her breath out….
She laughed first… and then he did…. She forgot Bua’s phone call to Aada and Aada finding out about Sonali…. His heart break… at his niece’s behavior…. Bua’s taunts and challenges…. Bai’s worrying and fuming….
Bua bad mouthing “Punajbis” “how Khanak’s var had shamed the entire family”
She forgot about it all…..
“”My team lost” he said peering at the screen…. Pinning her down tight….
She felt his chin…. “CACTUS” she said aloud….”Eeekks” trying to escape….
He bent down….hungry…
“Its only been a day and  a half she said”
“One day too many” he responded… scoring a path down her cleft….
Her hands pinned up over the plush silk armrest…..
“Stop fighting Khanak”
“Not a chance” she said trembling….
She moaned as his raspy jaw was everywhere…. “I am keeping it” he said…
“ Sure” “I am sleeping with Dadi”: she said…
It was green and bristly… .. it rasped over her chiffon….
“Shaan” called Dad knocking politely on the rec room door… he knew they were alone in there… Akshay had told him… he knew what his son would be upto after a long day at work… tired… and hungry…
Khank clung…. Moving under him slowly…. Smiling like a goddess…
He swore, pushed her blouse and camisole up and kissed her…. Swore again… as she cringed under the force…
“A minute Dad” he responded…
Pulling his tee down… as she coiled into a shy knot….
He exited out of all the sporting updates and set the guide to “Gujarati faves” and went to the balcony with his phone….”I think I will keep it” he said again rubbing his jaw…… as she searched for her ivory clip….













Friday, September 27, 2013

Part 167


Her jaw dropped… as she turned around swiftly to make sure no one else heard that… her face aflame…….
After a lengthy pause, he spoke softly… “Your secret is safe with your husband”
She was extremely private…. He was now aware of her most initimately… and there was a certain smugness to his tone…. His lips twitched…in a smile… he reveled in watching her be vulnerable, weak and defenceless…. It happened only in bed…. And he was going to reenact it as many times as he could… and he would remind her of it as well… with  punishing lust
K:Shantanu! (interrupting)
He laughed heartily….
K:Shhhhh!
“Dad wants me to sign some mining company papers for a venture in Peru I don’t want to” she said firmly killing his mood….
There was complete silence….
“Did you tell that to Dad?” he asked emotionless…
“Ummm… nahi” guilty…
“Don’t you think you should?” suddenly angry
“Sha..”
“Khanak I really called about Pradip, he took the afternoon off, my driver is gone too, Dadi may have to get your parents a cab”
“There is a…” she began and stopped about the local train…
Pause….
“Have you signed?” she asked…
“Why would I not?” he asked arrogantly…
“I am not wrestling with self esteem issues when it comes to wealth” he told her bluntly…
“That’s wonderful” she responded bluntly….
“It’s a joint venture between the Peruvian govt and us…. Dad’s investing $10 or so million”he supplied inof on what he knew…
“Lekin main?” she asked…
“In case this is something hard to comprehend… you are a Gujral now?” he offered sarcastically…
Dadi made an appearance by the door… smiling…
Declared to Bai “Iski baaten khatam nahi hui, aap isko kehna hum log pehle Bandra jaayenge phir aap Hinjewadi”
Sonali lingered… for some unnecessary reason…
Bai was furious with her, she was scolding her in Gujarati… inaudibly buts yes, she was scolding her…
“You have the money now, why don’t you go shop, make sure you pay the lab fee with is, Khanak was going to go to the bank today… I will ask her to withdraw and return it to Dadi instead” Bai’s words were like whiplash…
Khanak in the meanwhile fought with her husband…. Their favorite pastime…
“The Americas Cup is the biggest championship in sailing… Bhayya and I were planning to go in Sep, and then to Lima, Peru”
“For how long?” she asked…
“Cant wait?” he asked softly
She blushed intensely…. “Ummm”
“You are incredibly enthusiastic about being left alone” he mocked…
“Mujhe…”
“I know that “mujhe” is a very private space… trespassers will be beheaded” he opined…harshly……..
“No beheadings… prosecuted may be” she offered…
“I am not amused Khanak” he countered in his deep sexy voice…
“I want you to sign it” he declared…
“I don’t want y…” (“your money”) she stopped…
“I want you to tell that to Dad Mrs Gujral” he said bitingly…
Her bangles fluttered like a nervous bird…. He heard them from 50 kms away…
“Dadi” she began…
“How about you tell Dadi?” he taunted…
“You are cruel” she wailed… hurt… she couldn’t imagine hurting the gentle, kind old woman…
“Torture the husband but not his Dadi?”
“Touche!” she said softly…






Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Part 166


As Khanak walked over to Dadi’s room she knew this wasn’t over yet….
Aada chased her down on the hallway… “Beta?”
She didn’t respond…
The caring sound of “Beta” always made her cry… the strong, steel like resolve Khanak melted at that tone…
“Khanak?” he said catching up
She turned and smiled a half smile
“Kya hua?”
“Sonali had classes beginning Monday, lab work too.. so she has to catchup”
“She said Classes don’t start until Wed?” Aada sounded worried…
They walked silently…
Khanak punched the numbers on the safe… the LED glowed green, Dadi had changed it to Khanak’s birthdate so she couldn’t claim to have forgotten it…
Dadi was extremely wily that way… Shantanu must get it from her…
“Is there a boy she going for?” Aada asked half angry half worried…
“Yes” thought Khanak “A man, he is my husband”
“Beta?” prodded her Dad
“Hmmm” “I don’t think so…. Not at college” she said after a long pause…
“Kya matlab?” “Where else?” he asked worried…
Khanak took money out…
“So much?” asked Aada…
“Have you showered yet? She asked changing the topic….
Aada quietened down… he knew something wasn’t right…
Khanak walked back not with happiness or joy but with a sad determination….
“Tere miya ka phone aaya, call kar beta?” Dadi scolded her
“Kyon?” she asked spontaneously
“I didn’t ask… he is shameless… he will say things a 70 year old shouldn’t have to hear about” Dadi said trying to make Khanak laugh…’
Khanak blushed biting her lower lip to kill the smile…
“She loses all her will power and in front of him” she declared to Bai smugly
“Aab main jaaoon?” asked Sonali, whiny…
Dadi let go of her, giving her a warm hug…
“Mere phone se karo” she told her bahu…
“Hmmm” said Khanak nodding…
Bai stacked her clothes away, with a sudden loss of enthusiasm
Dadi handed the young girl the money… “I want to see pictures of what you bought on FB” she said hugging her again…
The girl’s face lit up, like a food she looked at Khanak smugly smiling…
“Hame yaha se chale jaana chahiye… waise bolti nahi… hamare saamne bilkul baat nahi karegi” Dadi winked at Bai…
Bai smiled at her daughter, as she searched for her husband’s number… on Dadi’s contact list of 500 numbers…
Sonali busied herself in sucking up in the time Khanak dialed and proceeded to the balcony…
“Hi!” she said…
“Dadi’s probably recording this call so she can rib you later” he chuckled…
“Cud be” she said smiling… he made her smile… her made her breathless, he made her furious… he made her insides go squishy like jello…
“Just making sure you didn’t go to Pune”
“We were just about to leave actually” she flirted…
“ I don’t care Just book yourself into Hilton by the airport for the nite” he said
Continuing to horrify her “We don’t want your Kaka and Kaki to hear your squeals of pleasure as I make love to you”
Her jaw dropped… as she turned around swiftly to make sure no one else heard that… her face aflame…










Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Part 165


March 3rd
1 PM
Saturday
Day after Holi…
“Arey mother and daughter quiet?”
Bai looked at Khanak ashamed… Khanak hinted that Dadi does not know…
Bai looked relieved…
But not for too long, as Sonali came storming into the room, sobbing.. Khanak and Bai’s face paled instantly
Dadi enquired in shock…
Bai, started to scold her in rough Gujarati, words that were reserved for Sonali’s childhood…
Khanak continued to fold laundry, expressionless… something told her this was going to become a big issue… she wondered if she had to pull in Aada for some advice…
Sonali in between sobbing”I am going back to college Mami” she wailed…
Bai kept shushing her
Dadi:WHAT happened beta? Kahin chot lagi kya?
Sonali looked at Khanak accusingly and in a drama queen voice said “Haan Dadi bahut badi chot”
Dadi looked at Khanak
D:Where puttar, I thought HL was done mending that balcony rail? (she asked in Punjabi)
Khanak responded in Hindi “Jee Dadi, balcony theek hai”
It irritated Sonali that Dadi would speak to her in Punjabi, it indicated a special kind of intimacy that she DID not share… it bothered her that Punjabi would not be a language she would ever get comfy with… like Khanak Dee
Bai:Shut up right now, Sonu…
Sonali started to pull her clothes out of the folded pile…
Sonali:I am leaving
Bai: Shhh… stop it!
Dadi:HUA KYA?
Khanak:Who Dadi… it might be me… (squirming)
Dadi:What did you do puttar?
Bai rushed to shut the door… and as soon as she did, put her own daughter out of misery by quickly blurting “Sonali was in Shaan’s almari (closet) and her var told Sonu, she shud be downstairs”
Dadi looked mighty confused…
Sonali:HE DID NOT SAY ANY SUCH THING!
Khanak:Sonu… stop! (finger on her lips)
Sonu:Its you dee… you want me out of here… I make you insecure..
Dadi:Sonali… stop it beta…
It suddenly struck Dadi… she understood…
Sonali: She never invites me here… never shares…
Dadi:ISKE bare mein to aisa mat keh puttar… she is putting you through college..
Sonali:I know Mummy says “its charity”! (disdainful)
Bai sat there cringing… as the Mistry dirty linen was being washed in public…
Khanak’s quiet dignified quality came from both her parents… they hadn’t flinched once… even during Khanak’s widowhood… but this twit of a girl was dragging the family through dirt…
Dadi: Beta I need you to stop and listen to me… wipe your tears first…
Dadi sat by Sonali…
Sonali loved the attention… for a brief moment she felt like she was Khanak and everything was hers…
“Dadiiii” she started to sob and hug the old woman…
Khanak made eye signals with Bai to leave the room.. Bai looked horrified…
Khanak:I told her, she shouldn’t be in his closet when he is changing.. (firm but almost inaudible)
Dadi smiled at her with pride…
Khanak blushed gently
The girl was still moping on Dadi’s shoulder…
“He is extremely nice to me. Khanak Dee hates that” she said particularly in Gujarati… so Bai would understand it…
Dadi did too…
Dadi:He is her husband beta…
Dadi was treading carefully.. she realized the girl was infatuated with her grandson…
She also realized her grandson must have rejected Sonali’s advances…
Sonali: Dee acts like he is her property or something, she doesn’t let him talk or be with any one else even for s econd… (lying)
Dadi soothed her with “Shhhhh”
There was a knock on the door…
Bai almost had a heart attack………..
Khanak:I am sorry Dadi…
Dadi: Quit apologizing… that’s why they call it a family…
Sonali:I am never coming back… I texted Jeeju and told him that…
Khanak was startled yet again…
Another knock Aada “Should we have lunch now?” he enquired outside…
Bai: Khanak’s Aada (as if Dadi suddenly did not know who it is)
Dadi smiled at Bai’s discomfiture…
Sonali:I am leaving Dadi…
Dadi:Not a problem beta… I will arrange for a car…
Sonali: Beech mein mujhe Linking Rd mein shopping karna hai (hissy)
Khanak: She can take a local Dadi…
Sonali:I have an injured toe from yesterday, at the terrace… Jeeju ne mujh par color lagaya to main gir gayi (smug)
Dadi gently sat her separately…”You should go shop and have fun… Ujju ko bhi bhejoon?”
The girl’s face lit up… she gave Khanak a arrogant smug smile…
Bai:She has all she needs.. her Lab fee is due next month.. we are going to go see Kaka.. Khanak is already overloaded… Dadi’s hip surgery.. (Bai ranted… pained and worried, she looked like she would cry if Dadi wasn’t around)
Bai was feeling a strange fear… that some how Sonali would convince Dadi and Dadi would buy her melodramatic story, and Khanak would be thrown out of the Gujral house……..
Khanak took the laundry to Bai’s suitcases….
Dadi: Beta go get my purse, or bring Rs.25,000 from the safe in my room (confident,  cheerful, reminding Khanak that she was a Gujral)





Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Part 164


March 3rd
Saturday
12:22 PM
Sonali:Dee aap gussa ho?
Khanak squirmed… “We have to talk”
Sonali looked guilty? “Nah its just my imagination” she thought…
Sonali was clipping roses from the plants… some too soon…
“Is kamre mein kya kaam tha tumhe?”
Sonali turned and smiled… “I came to see you Dee”
“Sonali” “I understand… (she reached and gripped Sonali’s wrist, making her pause) “Hes married… we are married” The “we” sounded alien to Khanak’s ears…her heart skipped a beat
“Haan? To?” asked the girl being deliberately dense…
“You should knock before you go into someone’s room” Khanak backed up and generalized her advice…
“I DID” acting innocent… “No one responded, so I went in, I wanted to wear that purple chiffon kurti” she said in Gujju with dreamy eyes…
“That’s in my closet!!!” Khanak barked
“Sonali freed her hand and appeared defiant.. gave Khanak a measured look…
Khanak wondered whats going on through her mind…
“Jeeju ne kaha “Khanak” I just went to show him I am NOT Khanak” her tone sounded like she thought she was better than Khanak…
Sonali smiled a slow smile… smug…
“You shouldn’t have! Aage se mat jao please”
“Jeeju ne kaha aapse?”
“Haan” Khanak ended the conversation, leaving the girl standing there with a bunch of roses in her hand…
~~
Bai sorted clean laundry, made piles for the istriwala…
She appeared worried… Khanak just helped…
“You know what Bua will say”
“Nothing new”
“You married out of caste… into a Punjabi family, they will mock us”
“Remember Bai… I was a widow… I couldn’t have gotten anything better?” Khanak sounded shrill, but was deeply hurt…
“She will go tell her Mom, with mirch masala”
“Khanak squirmed… she was bold… and self reliant… but tread carefully on the rocky road of family relationships…
“He looks like a movie star so he must be a scum bag” Bai said… “That will be your Bua’s reaction”
Khanak smiled… giggled “You think he looks like a movie star?” her expression changed quickly…
“I am used to Dadi and Bua’s cruel words Bai” she muttered sadly…
Bai huffed… “Beta”
“Bua and Dadi will not send her again to this house… Sonali will embellish stories about your lifestyle and how you live etc and tell her Nani and Ma”
“My husband wanted her to stay off his living space” Khanak suddenly was furious with Shaan.. fearing the repercussions of an open show down on the topic…
“Did she misbehave?” Bai asked in shock…
“She likes him Bai” Khanak was embarrassed to admit that
“OMG! Hey Ishwar… Oh! No!... Aada should never know about this” Bai paced the room agitatedly….
“Bai was in despair “Sonali will tell her Mom, Bua will complain to Aada”
Khanak appeared frustrated “WHAT should I do Bai?”
“Are you sure your husband didn’t misunderstand?”
“MISUNDERSTAND? Bai she has been trailing him like a puppy… fawning over… touching him at every opp” Khanak was jealous!!
I didn’t think THIS would happen… ever…I mean she never looked at Sooraj much… leave alone talk…” Bai sounded mocking..
Khanak sat down… her hands on her face…”It’s the choice I made to marry the man”
Both were silent………
Dadi walked in…
“Arey mother and daughter quiet?”"It does run in the family..
Dadi joked about the "quiet gene"
Bai looked at Khanak ashamed… Khanak hinted that Dadi does not know…
Bai looked relieved…











Friday, September 13, 2013

Part 163


Part 162
Saturday
Noon
March 3rd
Like lashing rains after a thunder storm… “She is not you” he said firmly.. reminding her of that cringe worthy behavior all over again…
She groaned in shame… her newly released hand, now wrapped around his waist…. Losing its grip……….. she leaned back as he continued to kiss…
“I” she began…
“Khanak please” he dismissed… stiffening…
They heard footsteps in the hallway…….
I can only say..” she began again… disturbed…
He slid a finger in the slit revealed under her arm pit…. The zipper slid down as he traced a path over her ribs…. Encountering gauzy pale orange lace……. Of her under garment…..the two zippers were on the side of the bodice………. He was releasing one now… as she squirmed, trying to trap his hand…
“Why orange?” he asked chuckling
“None of your business” she barked, pushing his hand away, trying to zip herself back…..
He saw the flecks of orange on the phulkari embroidery… she dressed carefully…. It aroused him no matter how frumpy she said she looked or “felt”.
“I could sense she was crushing on you” Khanak admitted…
The zipper was released in a swift, angry motion…. Exposing her soft as butter waist… he let his arm slide under her kurta…
“I DON’T want to talk about Sonali” he muttered…
She tried to pull hishand out of her kurta, one cracked bagle caught his Swatch strap and entangled…
“You broke all my purples” she stared down in despair at their now joined wrists…
He shook his left hand, his right under her kurta… hence unavailable…
The bangle didn’t snap…
“Tchhh” she muttered… bending down on it slowly… trying to save the last purple one…he bent down and watched her extricate it carefully… without helping, his right hand beginning to slide up a mound… sending shivers of thrill down her spine…………..”Shantanu” she ordered……. Her hair now a disheveled mess…. Silky and part moist……
“Take a mid morning nap” he pleaded, his right hand under the lace fully…………..feeling her shape……
She buckled, snapping the bangle as it shattered, he used his free hand to pin her back on the wall, pushing her hair off her face…….her eyes going from big sad pools of still water to stormy sparkly fluid……..he whispered something erotic in her ear, as he smiled….his left hand working on her other zipper… on her right side….
“Khanak Aada is heading to your Chacha’s Sonali wants to go… can she?” Chachi asked loudly outside from the hallway…
He gathered her as he stiffened….. she backed off, trying to hook her clothing at the back…..
He cursed in Punjabi…… as she stumbled, stepping on broken glass…suppressing a groan… biting her already swollen lip… he bent down swiftly gathering all of them, she limped to a  an rich upholstered arm chair lining the wall… he bent down took her foot and looked at it….
They exchanged a look….
Chachi walked in…. he was in the bathroom bringing the first aid kit…
She smiled at Chachi… flustered…
“Mom yaha romance chal raha hai, aur hamari kisi ko fikar nahi”
Shaan walked out… handing her a bandaid and some antiseptic…
She dressed herself, as he checked messages on his phone…
“Its Pradip’s day off, take Dad’s driver or mine, for Pune” he ordered…
“I”
“I am meeting with Rahat at 2, will call you?” (“No you cant go to to Pune”) “Rishi and the guys wanted to shoot some hoops at Juhu Club at 6…..
“Chachi helped her on to her feet.. she grinned “Its not even a scrape Chachi” embarrassed…
Sonali walked in “Dee Ujju aur main shopping ja rahe hain”
She grinned at her object of desire and her cousin…. Shaan did not reveal anything… he was not repulsed or angry, he just looked impassive… Khanak looked at her feet… not looking her cousin at all………. wondering how to nip this weird crush in the bud...
“Par tera miya to bahut dar gaya lagta hai” “Lagi kaise tujhe?” Chachi asked smiling fondly at the teenager
Khanak died of mortification…
I broke a couple of her bangles… purple ones” he said walking out of the room without giving Sonali a second look