Chapter 7

RainbowChaser

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The next fifteen days felt nothing less than a dream. Being in love is frantic. Fluttery. Falling. It’s nervous sweats and pounding heartbeats and a feeling of tremendous rightness.

And what Raavi and Shiva felt at the moment was nothing less than Nirvana. The days of their misery finally seemed to be at an end as they realized what they had been missing all throughout their life : true companionship when their soulmate stood right in front of their eyes since childhood.

During one of the numerous photoshoot sessions, while Raavi was off to change Shiva barged into her room knowing about her habit of leaving the door unlatched no matter what. “Shiva! Tune to mujhe dara hi diya tha. Ye kya nayi aadat bana li hai tune. Jab Dekho tab mere room mein Chala aata hai”.

“Dekh Raavi mein abhi teri kit-kit ke mood mein nahin hu. Tujhe kitni baar samjhaya hai ki darvaja band kar liya kar. Par nahi, tere is bheje me meri koi baat ghusti hi kaha hai”.

“Offo mere kaddu Pandya chill ! Mujhe pata hai ki tere alawa koi Nahi aane wala. Maine tere sivaye kisi ko ye haq nahi diya hai mujhe Aise dekhne ka”. 

It was at this moment that he forgot his anger and drank in the sight of his gorgeous wife who stood in just a blouse and and underskirt in the process of getting ready. And oh boy! he could watch her all day long. Her body was as if God had specifically created her with great time and skills. She had got curves at all the right places, places his hands itched to travel on to only to be replaced by his mouth later on. 

She made him desire her more than he knew in his 25 years of existence. And what do they say about desire? Desire is the kind of thing that eats you and still leaves you starving. No matter how badly he wanted to give rein to his desires at this moment he knew that they had to wait. Wait until they could get back to the safe confines of their hotel room. And then he would make sure that he would make love to her as if there was no tomorrow. Not that Raavi was complaining.

And then there was again a day when they were packing up Shiva was nowhere to be found. Before he could ask Sharmishtha as to where her husband had gone to a car horn had sought her attention as there was her husband, sitting in an open car ready to take her on a long drive. 

They had gone to the beach that day and laid in the sand for hours, doing nothing but cuddling and basking in each others warmth. Later Raavi had thrown her white shirt onto Shiva’s face and went right into the water inviting her husband with her seductress moves. They had kissed each other for what felt like an eternity while the Waves crashed and rolled about them showering the lovers with all their bounty.

But it seemed as if the most pleasant surprise was not to be found in Paris but back in their hometown Somnath. Disha had quit on the third day of Raavi’s trip announcing that she could not work like a maid 24 × 7 and be ordered upon. Also she had realised that joint family could never be her cup of tea.

 On the other hand Suman had finally realised that how Raavi had managed all along with such grace and beauty and perfection without a single protest of complaint but always served with a smile and loved this family like her own, even when all she got in return was insults and ignorance. 

So when the duo arrived back hand in hand with smiles on their faces the entire family had congratulated them and blessed them with all their heart praying to the almighty to ensure that this pair never gets separated. 

Suman and Dhara shed happy tears as finally they could see peace seeping into their family once again.