A SHAMELESS RADIO
Wise men say – easier said than done.
His self esteem is having suicidal thoughts.
His logic seems to be having a heart attack.
His self restraint is suffering from tuberculosis.
It super active when he is alone.
But the moment she comes around - it leaves - lest the infection will spread.
So he been a completely reckless emotional mess.
He broke all the vows he made about staying away from her the very other day they are made:
· Not attempting to deliberately be in the same room as her by making idiotic excuses.
· Not touching her deliberately and making excuses looking in all direction but her.
· Not scaring her with his awkward ambiance every time she is around.
· He was confirmed that he would send a love sick teenager on a shame ride by his rash acts.
She has been trying to talk to him.
Well actually everybody was trying to talk to him lately.
Everyone but jay.
Jay was utterly galling these days.
Whenever his rampant emotional charade took the stage -
Some where in the corner or the sofa or the stairs - he always found jay wickedly smiling at him.
Accompanying him - a pink and embarrassed sonali smiles as well.
However there is huge contrast between these two smiles.
While jay’s smile is more of a blackmailing message :
“Caught you bro! I know your secret so you better watch out “
Sonali’s was always overflowing wishes and sympathy.
“it’s okay bro ! I understand.
Don’t worry ! I am so happy for you. “
And Pooja hasn’t smiled since that day.
She’s been trying to understand.
She has this worried expression every time she saw him.
It’s not as if he liked to see her like that.
He tried.
To explain.
One time she asked him if he has some trouble.
He decided to act civil just like other normal people do.
So gathered up all his courage and control and looked at her to tell her everything is just fine.
But the moment his eyes met hers.
She jerked back.
He was confused.
She looked -scared.
He was busy contemplating the reasons but no word came out of his mouth.
He tried to reach her.
And when retook a step towards her to ask what’s wrong.
She turned red and ran away.
That was a DEJAVU moment for him.
He thought running away was his thing.
He found himself in the mirror on front wall.
He looked at his face.
And then it hit him.
His face was red hot.
He looked as if he is blushing.
He examined his eyes.
His eyes were dark - it was hard to tell that are actually brown.
He had herein his eyes.
He grabbed his hair in cognizance.
“oh shit !”
He murmured.
Now he can't even look at her without sending her those threatening looks.
His eyes were sending a clear message manifesting his appetite -
“I want you and I will get you”
“oh shut up“
he chided himself.
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If he want to control his action he needs to control his thoughts.
So he decided to focus on the song.
“beintehaa…………koi kasar na rahe………..”
And the video came immediately in his mind.
Imagining him and her in the rain - NO!!
He started shaking his head wildly.
“chhu toliya hai ye zism tune……ruh bhi ch-”
“No way!!” -
he screamed and turn it off.
Pooja thought of jumping onto him and kill him immediately but the logic defies it.
She switch it on again.
Kabir can now foresee her demise now.
At this pace it wouldn't take him long to lose his mind and do some really good things to her.
And reason will definitely be her ignorance.
Can’t she see –
What is she doing to him??
Deep trouble.
He turned it off again.
On
Off
On
Off
On and station changed
“ to all those married couple out there. Here’s a song bring the spice again. Enjoy.Keep loving”
“ aanglaga de re …..”
For the first time in the last 30 minutes. Kabir wanted to laugh.
This time it was Pooja who hurriedly motioned to change the station.
She looked so comical.
The dear caught in red light.
At a lightening speed he get flashback of their kitchen moment.
"expression queen" he mused.
He felt relaxed a bit.
Pooja hurriedly reached for radio and changed the channel while kabir enjoyed her antics from the corner of his eyes.
But knew what happened.
He wanted to yell out –
“That’s how I feel all the freaking time”
He was super sensitive to anything sensual these days.
“ enjoy the song ladies and gentleman “
“ zarazara touch me touch me touch me o zara zara kiss me kiss me kiss me ….”
Pooja’s eyewent wide.
“ oh shit “
escped hermouth. And she changed the channel again ..
“ kabhimere sath koi raat guzaar ……”
“Are you done!”
He couldn't help but tease her.
Personal problems are one thing
And leaving such an opportunity to trouble her was another.
He knew howto separate two things.
He metally patted himself at his achievement.
“It is your fault.
Only your stupid radio plays such songs.
It never happened before”
Kabir wanted to agree with that.
May be it's some new technology which play songs as per the mood of the owner.
He didn't reply. He knew she was provoking him into a banter.
Pooja tried to change channel again but it wasn’t working. Her hands started shaking
“ tujhesubah tak me karon pyaa-“
“Oh shit !
Oh god !
Oh no !
Pooja went edgy.
“mein nason aaj …..tu na soye aaj …..tujhe dekhon aaj ……tujhme simton aa-”
Kabir turned off the radio.
He stopped the car.
“ we are home “
Muttering that he throws the car key into her direction and left the car.
He was almost running for his room.
“ I need a cold shower”
“ he is running away again”
Pooja whispered to herself.
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may be a confrontation scene before ending it.
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