It reminded her of Sooraj, how it pissed him off, any
mention of intimacy with Sooraj made him ballistic…. But Sooraj did exist in
her past, just like Mahi did… in the present…
“Are you mentally not married anymore?” he asked rubbing her
ring finger…
“Just trying to visualize how YOU must feel like” she
responded feistily
He was still, but hugged her tight “I think we agreed you
would wear rings” he accused…
“No” she argued “U wanted me to…”
“I will wear one if you do”
He chuckled… amused… they both weren’t sure if they were
fighting or flirting…
“Khanak”
“Nahi” she said before he could finish….
“Don’t encourage Pradyun” he said tightly…
“I am not 5” she said defiant…
“Oh! No! not 5….” He said silkily… his hand under her blouse…
She hissed “Stop it!”…”Go amuse urself posting pics of ur ex
on FB”
“It was a f----- ride to her work” he answered irritated…
Pradyun had showed her the picture on his phone… HE had Mahi
on his friends list
She had posted one of Shantanu’s cheesy pick up lines from
his partying single days with a pic taken from last nite’s visit…
“We are not even on each other’s list, why do you care?”
“Late library book?” she taunted…
Mahi had posted the following lines
“Are you a late library book, coz you have FINE written all
over you”
He chuckled… “Hey a guy had to use those lines…
She pushed him angrily… “Go away”
He tried to make out, she was prickly… and pissed…
“You make me sick” she said, just as he covered her lips
with his…
The faint moans… stopped in a while…
The breeze was pleasant… there weren’t many roses on her
fave bushes….
When he let go of her lips to trail kisses on her jaw….
“Do you still like her” she asked…
“Ofcourse I do” he said… his lip twitching…
“Would you sleep with her”
“Sure! If she wants to” he responded… as she kicked…
“I am kidding!” he said laughing…
“You said u wanted 3 kids”
“Were you playing cards or dissecting what I said to her
when we dated?’
She was furious… “Havent you heard? Your ex and your wife
should never meet”
Ouch!” he said appearing worried… or pretendending to be
worried she couldn’t tell……
“THREE KIDS?’ she was almost tearful
He cursed himself…
“Khan”
“Don’t you dare…” she sobbed… in frustration…
“Listen to”
“I”
He stared… in awe at the range of emotions from a cold
frigid distant person to a sobbing quivering mass…
Dadi knocked on the door and called out…
He cursed as his phone rang”
She tried to get it out of his pocket… wondered what he
would do if she threw it down, 9 floors…
“Don’t event think about it” he warned…
“Shaan Nachiket is here” Dadi’s text glowed…
His expression changed…
She watched his modd change completely as he read through
all the beeps he missed while kissing her………..
She realized she would never have a baby…..it just struck
her like a wrecking ball…
He was highly sexed , …if he was hungry he ate… unlike food…with
sex… he was hungry when he saw her…like sugar addiction… or alchohol………he
wanted her if she appeared……..she didn’t want to think about Mahi or IF he
would have a one night fling with her… when he felt the urge… and she wasn’t around
and Mahi was…. Would it happen?
It was “OK” in many “Hill marriages”
She leaned back slowly… in shock…a middle class boring
Gujarati guy that worked for the State Govt seemed calming at the moment…Shantanu
flew her up the roller coaster and flung her 50 stories down… everyday… awake
and in bed…her stomach muscles knotted up…………
He looked up from his texts……..They stared…he was thinking about work… she guessed… wrong…
she must be thinking about the many things that helped he stay wordless most of
the day…. He guessed wrong also…….
