Chapter 23
Part 25
Come away with me
And we will sail the night
On Moon and Stars
Just the two of us
Will sail away to the Heavens!
The Clubhouse was decorated with red and gold tinsel and more Christmas decorations!
The Sharmas joined the Mehras for dinner in the big dining hall. Mr. Mehra introduced them to son, Prithvi, who was studying Engineering and Management at Stonybrook University, New York. Prithvi was in his mid-twenties, of average height, muscular build with cunning eyes and a sneering smile.
Kripa disliked him on sight! Prithvi extended his hand in greeting; she did namastey, refusing to touch his hand. The 2 families sat in such a way that Prithvi and Kripa were facing each other but Mishti and Kartik were at the other end of the table.
Prithvi was looking with some interest at the petite, pretty girl in the pink sari….".So this is the chick that my dad wants me to marry…..hmmmm not Bad"
His eyes checked out her graceful curves revealed by the semi-transparent sari….She has a nice body…he thought leering at her…..but she seems stuck-up, haughty, Ms. Touch-Me-Not type….We'll see about that, Prithvi thought with a sneer….he liked a challenge!
Kripa looked the other way, an angry flush on her cheeks….she could feel Prithvi's eyes checking her out.
Prithvi: Soo, u are studying Art? He asked her
Kripa (looking down at her plate): Haan
Prithvi: And what are you planning to do after that?
Kripa: Abhi tak decide nahin kiya.
Prithvi (persistent at making small-talk): Soo what are ur hobbies?
Kripa: Music, Art, reading, travel
Prithvi: Oh Yeah? You like Music? What kind of music do u listen to?
Kripa smiled remembering Angad's songs: Jo bhi achha lagey, wahi sunti hoon, Hindi film songs, Bhajans, keertans (last 2 she added deliberately) smiling to herself!
Prithvi: What do u think about Hard Rock? Punk Rock? Metal? How about Hip-Hop? Rap?
Kripa: Wo sab main nahin sunti….kabhi suna bhi nahin!
Prithvi thought: S**T, yeh ladki to ekdum pure desi ghee hai….(sneering)..saris pehenti hai, bhajan-keertan sunti hai, Rock/Rap kabhi suna bhi nahin, Jeez!
He already had a White-American girlfriend back in NY but he wanted the best of both worlds….a desi wife at home (chosen by his parents) and a white chick for fun times outside…..that way he would be happy and his parents would be happy!
Kripa's left hand was resting on the table as she ate….Prithvi's eyes fell on the emerald ring on her finger….he put his hand on Kripa's and said : NICE RING!
She snatched her hand away, clenching it as she held the ring close to her stomach.
Prithvi: Heeyy wots up?
Kripa (showed him her teeth) : Kuchh bhi to nahin…
She already hated this guy…he was such a FAKE…with his fake Yankee accent, his sneering smile, his leering eyes! How dare he touch her Angad's ring? She fumed inside.
How she wished Mishti could sit next to them and rescue her from this jerk! She looked down the table at Mishti and caught her eye….Mishti raised her eyebrows twice….Kripa wrinkled her nose…Mishti made a thumbs down sign near her plate, Kripa nodded….Mishti signalled her to wait!
She cleared her throat and asked loudly: Soo Prithvi…tell us about ur life in New York?
Prithvi eagerly started elaborating on his college life in the U.S…..the clubs, the parties, his friends, what a ROCKING time he was having there!
The Mehras looked indulgently and smiled at their only son, proud of his ongoing Yankee education. Of course they didn't know about the binge-drinking, the late-night parties, the girls and occasional drugs!
After dinner, Prithvi asked Kripa for a dance in the main Ballroom where soft music was playing and couples were slow-dancing. Kartik and Mishti also danced nearby, Mishti keeping a close eye on Prithvi's behavior with her sister!
Prithvi took her in his arms, she stiffened, holding herself as far away from him as possible…she danced stiffly, looking over his shoulder at some distant object.
Prithvi tried to pull her closer, she resisted….his hand resting on her back made her skin crawl! She felt like crying, wishing it was Angad's hand instead, holding her, caressing her! She shivered in revulsion to Prithvi's touch…he thought she was shivering in response…he pulled her closer, excited by her creamy shoulders and neck! Kripa felt suffocated….she wrenched out of his arms and said: " Sorry! Excuse me! I have to go to the Ladies Room" and she escaped…..she quickly picked up her purse from the dining table and ran out the back door of the Ballroom to a hallway in the back…..she was looking for something!
Ohhh there it is…the Employee Entrance…she was overjoyed to find it….its 9 o'clock…Angad had said he will be done at Morisco's by 9 tonight! She hovered anxiously near the back door. As if in answer to her prayers, Angad suddenly came in through the back door….he was still in his performing clothes….his signature Black leather jacket, a white shirt and black Jeans! She jumped towards him and hugged him tightly, hiding her face in his chest! Angad hugged her back, laughing at her joy: Kya hua Kripa? Sab theek toh hai na?
Kripa: Mujhey abhi yahan se le chalo…
Angad took her out of the back door into the garden …into the clear, starry, moonlit night outside….he picked her up in his arms and walked with her down the garden path. Kripa put her hands around his neck, resting her head against his strong, steady heartbeat, smiling in content as he carried her to some destination yet unknown to her!
Angad took her to the guesthouse near the Fort walls….it was about 10 minutes walk from the Clubhouse. He opened the door and took her in. Angad's unfinished painting was still in the living-room…he put her down and held her away from him, admiring her in her sari! His bright gaze caressed her beauty in the diaphonous sari clinging to her curves, her waist and shoulders bared in sensuous grace!
Tum aaj sari mein bahut khubsoorat lag rahi ho….Bilkul dulhan ki tarah…he said huskily! His fingers caressed her cheeks, her bare shoulders ….Kripa closed her eyes and shivered…then she came closer to him, reached up and kissed his lips! He caught her at once by her waist and holding her head, kissed her hard, his lips and tongue plunging inside hers….
I missed you, Baby…he whispered against her mouth….she breathed into his lips" Main bhi"
They kissed breathlessly for a few more minutes, then he lifted her head and asked her : Ab batao baat kya hai? Tum intni pareshaan kyun thi?
Kripa told him about Prithvi's arrival and her parents' plan to marry her off to that obnoxious guy! Teardrops fell from her eyes as she clung to Angad and sobbed : Main tumharey bina nahin jee paaoongi, Angad!
Angad comforted her: Pagli, kyun ro rahi hai? Ab iss zamaney mein koi zor zabardasti se shadi nahin karva saktey, hai na? Tum apney parents se saaf saaf keh do ke Prithvi tumhey pasand nahin….yahan tak ke Prithvi ko bhi bata do u are not interested in him.
Kripa still worried: Aur agar wo nahin maaney toh?
Angad: Toh main hoon na? Hum tumharey parents ke paas jaakar unhey sach bata dengey ke hum ek doosrey se kitna pyar kartey hain aur shadi karna chahtey hain….agar tum chaho to abhi chalkar bata detey hain…
Kripa : Nahin, nahin, abhi nahin…abhi wahan per Mehras hain….
Angad: Dekho, chhuttiyan khatam hotey hi hum unko bataa dengey…before u go back to Mumbai…aur tab tak mera bhi Resort ka contract khatam ho jayega. Mujhey Dubai mein ek achchhi naukri ke baarey mein pata chala hai….hum shadi karkey Dubai chaley jayengey.
Kripa snuggled into his warm chest, dreaming happily about their wedding and going to Dubai with him.
Kripa: Honeymoon kya hum Dubai mein karengey?
Angad: Lagta hai Madam ko honeymoon ki bahut jaldi hai…..chaho toh aaj hi honeymoon mana saktey hain!
He took her in front of the big, Bay window….the moon was shining brightly in the night sky
Angad: Wo dekho Moon hai, aur yahan (he kissed her) HONEY hai…..mere paas honey aur moon dono hain! He chuckled softly.
Angad stood behind her, both looking at the moon together, his hands snaked around her bare waist, his chin on her shoulder, breathing in her perfume…..he caressed her soft belly under the sari, his fingers circling her navel, nuzzling her nape, kissing her shoulder. Kripa put her arm around his neck, leaning back against him, arching and sighing with pleasure as his hands and lips played havoc with her senses again!
Angad tried to take off her pallu (aanchal) …but it was pinned up with safety-pins…he struggled to open the pesky pins!
UFFFF…he exclaimed…..a pin had pricked his thumb deeply…..Kripa turned around….Kya Hua?
She pulled his hand in concern: a BIG drop of blood appeared!
Kripa: Ohhhhh, Tumhey Pin lag gayi, thehro…..she took up her aanchal to wipe the blood…he stopped her, shook his head at her….then he looked at his bleeding thumb, then at her! He pressed his thumb harder with his other fingers till more blood started oozing out!
Kripa grabbed his hand in alarm: Yeh kya kar rahey ho?
Angad moved her hand away,placed his left finger on her lips : Sshhhh….His eyes pierced her soul as he pressed his finger harder till his blood trickled down in a thin stream. He smiled then, lifting his hand to her head, he smeared his blood on her forehead, filling her maang!
Kripa gasped, her eyes wide with shock, then tearful as she realized what he had done! She whispered: Angadd? …
He kissed her cheek and said: Jaanti ho, puraney zamaney mein aadmi aisey hi apni mehbooba ki maang sajata tha….apney lahoo se uski maang bhar deta….Aaj se tum meri ho, sirf meri Kripa!
Kripa put her arms around him, crying and hugging him with joy! He hugged her tightly, then kissed her neck, sliding the loose blouse straps from her shoulders….the pallu (aanchal) of her diaphonous sari fell on the floor!
Kripa protested once: Angad, mujhey der ho jayegi….wo sab mujhey dhoond rahey hongey.
Angad : Sshhh yahan hamarey beech koi nahin hoga, buss tum aur main aur yeh chaand-taarey, yeh raat!
He pulled off the rest of the sari, then kneeled down at her feet, holding her waist, nuzzling her soft belly, gently biting her skin, his tongue swirled in her navel….she moaned, quivering with her eyes closed, feeling the familiar sweet pulsing inside her!
Her fingers dug in his thick hair, clasping his head to her stomach as his hands held her hips…..her fingers suddenly touched the metal chain on his nape….she remembered her Christmas Gift for Angad!
Angad…she said…main tumhey ek cheez dena bhool hi gayi
Kyaa…he asked, lifting his passion-glazed eyes from her belly!
Kripa: Main tumhara Christmas gift dena bhool gayi..
Angad got up and kissed her cheek, said : Kal raat ko toh tum Christmas gift de chukey ho…
Kripa blushed hotly : ANGADDD! Mazaak chhodo….she went to her purse, took out the heart-shaped box…she gave it to Angad, shyly: Yeh mainey tumharey liye khareeda tha…I hope u will like it"
Angad: Tum jo bhi dogi mujhey pasand hoga……he opened the box, inside nestled on blue velvet was a jewelled cross in gold set with rubies with a gold chain….he was really touched….it was so long since anybody had given him a Christmas gift, since he rarely spent Christmas with his aunt or cousins.
He gruffly said : Thanks, Kripa! I love it!
He took out the chain and gave it to Kripa: Yeh tum hi mujhey pehna do….
Kripa stood up on her tippytoes and tried to put it on him….Angad, please thoda jhuko na…I cant reach you…she pleaded with him!
NO, Angad kabhi nahin jhukta, tumhey aur upar aana padega…he teased her, standing tall and straight, high above her reach!
Kripa jumped up a few times, trying to put the chain around his neck…he laughed heartily at her futile attempts!
Then suddenly he grabbed her by her hips, hoisted her high up in the air and carried her to the nearest wall….he pinned her to the wall, pressing his body against hers, then took off his jacket slowly, unbuttoning his shirt while looking heatedly into her eyes…he finally took off his old metal chain!
Kripa flushed with heat, feeling his hard body pressing into hers…..Angad breathed : Ab pehna do….his bare chest pressing against hers! Kripa quickly slid the gold chain down his head and neck, trembling at the look in his eyes, the desire she could feel!
The gold and ruby cross gleamed brightly on his broad, tanned chest….Kripa leaned forward and kissed his bare skin….he groaned with pleasure….Give me more, Baby..he whispered. She kissed him all over his chest, brushing his sensitive spots with her lips, making him shudder with pleasure! He suddenly raised her up more, sliding his thigh between hers, feeling her desire……they twisted and moved against each other in a frenzy of passion! Finally he lifted her up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom!
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