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She was mine. She was just mine. No one could have her in their life now. We were both lost in our world. I went to order some food. I ordered veg chilly and told him to bring it to the garden. I walked towards the bench. As I reached the bench, I saw she had kept a cake on the bench with a candle on it. She stood up and came close to me. She gave me the warmest hug. Each moment was special.
We sat and I cut my birthday cake. I forcingly put the 1st piece into her mouth. She was not able to speak. She did the same with me. It was a small cake. We shared it.
After eating the cake and veg chilly I slept with my head on her lap. I was looking into her eyes and she was weeping. I could not stop my tears. I saw the time. It was 4pm. We had slept for almost 2 hours. I checked my belongings. They were all right. Her head was on my chest. I did not get up. I wanted to see her sleeping. On the previous occa- sion she had not woken me up. This was my turn. After 15 min, she woke up.
She gave me a morning smile that we usually give when we wake up in the morning. We slept for 2 hours. Thank god our belongings are safe. What are you saying? Let it be. We have the entire day. Let me show you something. I would have fall down on the grass. So many gifts. So many surprises. I am already full of gifts.
Why do you love me so much? It was t-shirt. Green t-shirt from Pepe Jeans. It would be costly. From where did she get so much money?
However, it was special. This time I hade no words to explain what I felt. Now it was my turn. It was my turn to give her something. She had done so much for me. Now I would. Even I had a few things in mind for evening. We left Grant Lane at about 5 pm and went to a restaurant. I had searched for that restaurant earlier on internet. I had informed the manager about all the arrangements. We reached the destination. Neel Resturant. I told her to wait.
I went inside and confirmed the arrange- ments with the manager. I called Riya inside. It was dark. It had a long passage. There were two tables in it that gave complete privacy to couples. It was surrounded by ply from three sides and it had a round table inside with two chairs with white covers. It had a fancy candle on it and rose petals beside it. There were few people in restaurants.
However, we had privacy. It was a candle light dinner. This time tears were transferred to her eyes. She pinched my hand so tight that it hurt me. I came to know that she wanted to kiss me hard but could not due to people around us. We sat at the table. She kissed me. I know this is nothing compared to what you did today for me. If I combine all the gifts that I gave you they were nothing in front of what you did right now. I smiled I did not tell her what that was.
We left the restaurant after having food and reached Grant Lane station. This was something, which could go against me. However, I wanted to take risk. I Wanted to ask something from someone. As train reached Aerol, Riya was about to get down. I stopped her and said nothing to her. She told me she was getting late. Still I told her to come with me. We reached my area and then to my apartment and then to my house. Mom opened the door. She was surprised to see Riya and me together.
Mom was alone at home. We sat in the hall. Mom brought us a glass of water. I said… Mom I love Riya. I love her very much. We love each other very much. My Mom was shocked. Riya was almost dead. This was the last surprise of the day. I was sit- ting on a sofa. Mom and Riya were sitting on another couch. Mom looked at me sometimes and some- times at Riya. She did not allow me to do so.
I broke the silence. I really love her. We shared a relationship, which was not less than friendship. I wanted her to support me. I wanted her to accept Riya as my girlfriend. Do you even know what love is?
Bunking colleges and roaming around, watching movies, hands in hand… do you think this is love? However, I like her.
I want her to be with me. What can I say? Riya pointed at me to go inside. Without saying anything, I went. Maybe Mom would talk frankly about me with Riya or it can be other way too. I had a firm belief in Riya. What exactly happened? And how far have you gone in your relationship? My Mom asked Riya. I was behind the door itself.
I could hear everything. You have seen more life than we have. Nevertheless, we seriously like each other. He helped me in my studies; he also helped me in each possible way. He is very nice towards me.
I do not know if this is love or not. I had asked Aditya when that autorickshaw driver had come. I knew from that day only. I never told Aditya what the driver said about you both. He told me everything what you were doing in rickshaw. I did not tell this to Aditya, as I wanted him to con- centrate on his exams. What are you both up to? First learn to earn money then you can do all these things.
Now if you try to separate both of us it would affect our semester. Aunty do not worry, I will take care of him. Seriously, I will not let him sidetrack from studies. Please trust me. I wanted to hug her. She is the first one who wakes me up everyday, with a lovely heart and a friendly soul I love my Mom. I love Riya too… I went outside and could not hide my happiness.
I am your Mom. She still told me that education was the first priority and rest everything should be left aside while studying. I accepted whatever she said. After all, she accepted my Riya. Riya was very happy. We chatted for sometime and then Riya left for home. I went near the gate to leave her. This time seeing her going home was something different. Something, which brought a sense of security in me.
No sooner than we had seen each other, we liked each other. No sooner, we liked each other we knew each other. No sooner we respec- ted we appreciated each other. Then we loved each other. No sooner we loved each other deeply we were in front of my Mom. And took our relationship one more step ahead.
I dreamt of getting engaged to her. A hall filled with family and friends. When she will ask me what kind of wedding I wished for…I would answer nothing special. However, the one which would make me your husband. I think she is the only girl who can improve you. However, as I said studies are the first priority. Anyways she is beautiful. I got the gift from my parents. The next day. Riya had messaged me in morning that she would be late due to some household work.
The second lecture began. Riya was still at home. She messaged me to leave the college and come to her home. I was surprised. I knew there was no one at her house this morning.
As the lecture got over, I left the college and reached her gate. I called her. Come inside. I went in. She opened the door. I entered her house to see Amit and Neha. Not again. I said to myself. They were eating chips. Fools will be fool. I went straight into the kitchen and Riya joined me. What are these two doing here?
I had called Neha in the morning and told her what had happened yesterday. So she said even we both want to celebrate his birthday. It was my birthday. Why do these two want to celebrate it? And if they want to celebrate who the hell is giving them a party?
They wished me belated happy birthday. They looked nice together as a couple. However, they were funny. Maybe I thought it because the first impression was bad. I was insecure in their company. I felt left out.
Riya was in the kitchen preparing something to eat. Neha also went inside and this irritated made me more. I was alone sitting with Amit. We were watching TV. I did not talk to him. He did not try to talk to me. We did not even look at each other. He was kind of reserved and so was I Moreover I hated him. Instead of spending some quality time with my girlfriend, I was with her school friend and his girlfriend.
He asked me for water. I looked at him but did not oblige. I could do anything I wanted. Riya and Neha came out as they were almost ready with food. Riya was making the food while Neha was helping her.
With a gay… I said it in my mind. The biggest irritant was that he carried Nokia cell phone. N series. Pink in colour. This was extreme… Riya came and sat beside me. I grabbed her waist and she rested against me.
Amit and Neha were dis- cussing something, which we could not hear. I did not care to. I hated that smile. We cannot live without each other. I love him a lot. Just to show off if he could talk to my girlfriend I could do the same. It has been a difficult journey for us. Still we are together. For the first time I was not angry at his answer.
Not even frustrated. I was observing their eyes. Maybe they loved each other seriously. We decided to play cards. Teen patti.
I shuffled the cards and gave three cards to each. I looked at my cards. I had three cards of spades. We put in the minimum bet of 10rs. For the first round, no body packed their cards. The second round began. Riya packed and so did Neha. Now Amit and I were left. This made me more enthusiastic.
Amit think over it. You will lose. I call for a show. Didnt I? See your face. It was queen of hearts. I looked at my queen of hearts. I wished I had that card.
I could have afforded to lose for that card. He showed me the second card. It was queen of spade.
Two queens. This made me nervous. It was not the question of a few rupees but the question of who was superior between the two of us. He showed the third card too. It was a joker. I never told you anything. Still I won. This is a real game. You have to win without saying a word.
This gives satisfaction. I hated him seriously. I wanted to win. I ignored him. It was just a game. However, I did not forget what he had said. It was time to have lunch. Both the girls went inside to arrange things leaving Amit and me.
What about you. So you love Neha or this is just for sex. It was not the question to be asked. However, I did. I got my answer.
I came to know what I wanted to. I realized his intentions from the day I saw him. Our parents are strict. They are against all these affairs and all. I have seen parents like that. Not everybody is as lucky as I am. I was ob- serving him carefully. There was something going on in his mind.
I wanted to read it. One thing was sure. The way he laughed was weird. If someone had asked me that question, I would not have spared him. Still I ignored, as not every person is the same. Riya came out with the food. Neha followed her with the dishes. I was waiting to taste it as I was going to have fish made by Riya for the first time.
Riya served all of us. She was looking so sweet when she was serving. A perfect wife. She sat beside me. I was looking at her.
She gave a smile. She understood why I was looking at her. She played with my hair… we started eating. It was delicious. I have no words to explain the taste of it. Riya started feeding me and I did the same. But awesome. You are a great cook. She was changing the channels of TV when suddenly Pogo channel appeared. I told her to stop and we watched Pogo. My brother also keeps on watching this.
Then I am a kid. I love this show. I love Bob the builder. Wait I will bring rice for you. I did not answer him. Just shook my head. He must be watching shaktimaan or he-man maybe. Bloody muscles… or I thought Amit— the builder. Riya served me rice. It was tastier. She never let me eat rice with my own hands. She used to feed me with a spoon. I used to eat more rice because of this.
I loved watching her eyes when she fed me. They looked beautiful. Riya fulfilled all the needs as she guided me to the right path, wiped away my tears and tried to make me feel happy when I was feeling low and depressed. I always felt like telling her that I loved her much more than I had ever found a way to convey the same to her.
After having lunch, we went to the bedroom. I wanted to talk to Riya. I wanted to spend some quality time with her. Amit and Neha were in hall. We closed the door of the bedroom and sat on the bed. I feared that you would not like. Now I am happy that you loved it. Now I can marry you. So early? I want to. But it was too early…. She started showing me her photographs and some soft toys. Her dresses and her skirts.
I loved her one mini skirt. It was grey and covered only half her thighs. It was plain with some black design on it. I told her to wear that one. She refused as the other two were sitting outside.
I will close my eyes. My eyes were closed. I was best at it. Atleast I thought so. I was almost dead looking at her. My heart skipped a beat. It always happened. She had changed her top too. It was her new top. My weakness. I could not resist myself. I pushed her on the bed. As we lay facing each other, listening to, Mariah Careyn locked my eyes with hers, leaned, and said, "You are awesome.
She was playing with my bare chest. This was the first time we were together on a bed. It was the hottest Moment. Her words were an endearing mix of tender. Later, as we lay facing each other, listening to John Mayer, she locked her eyes with mine, leaned in, and said, "You do good work. For the first time I had a nice sleep.
She looked fresh after making love. Her face glittered. One more day that we both can never forget. We went outside and I decided to leave. All three of us left the house. I was tired and did not want to travel by train. I decided to go by autorick- shaw.
Her perfume, her body, her expressions all haunted me. We reached heights that made us cling to each other, in fear of losing that ecstasy. After loving and pleasuring each other in the most intimate ways; after physically, mentally and emotionally becoming a single living breathing soul, I did not want to let go. I did not have any desire to break that bond and if we could fall asleep with our arms wrapped around each other and our bodies close we would be happy. I was about to reach home when Riya called me.
I picked up the call. Something serious? Are you okay? He fell from his bike. He left Neha home and while he was going home, he fell down. His bike slipped. Neha had called me just now. Please come back. We are taking him to hospital. We are on the way. Sector Dont worry. I am coming. I told the driver to stop. I paid him, got down, and moved to Aerol again. I reached the hospital. Riya and Neha were standing there. Neha was crying. I tried to console her. He was not serious. He had a minor fracture in his hand.
I went inside to see him. Maybe he knew that I hated him. I came to see if anything is serious. However, you seem to be fine. Just a minor crack. Maybe 20 days to recover.
Take rest. And be careful. Shall I leave? I will come again tomorrow. I am late now. I have to reach home. Riya was waiting outside. I calmed her down.
She was worried. I told them to go home as his parents were also there. All of us left the hospital. I dropped them and went home. I was already late. I told Mom what had happened. I just said my friend had met with an accident. My college friend. If I had told her everything, she would have asked more questions.
Next morning I went to the hospital. I asked him how he was feeling. He smiled. The doctor will examine me today and then he will take the decision. I hope he discharges me today. There are no sexy nurses here. Any problem? You are a lucky boy. When I asked him the details, he started telling me about his love life. Neha has not called me since night. It is already 11am. Is this the way to behave? She could have slept late yesterday.
However, she was sleepy and she slept around 12am itself. I am sure if something had happened to you, the case would have been different. I seriously love Neha but she does not return it.. I understand her family is strict but still these things can be worked out. The way she gets close to all the boys irritates me. Whenever I call her in lunchtime, she says she is busy with friends.
I wait outside your college for hours and she still does not bunk a lecture. Still I am with her, as I love her. But you are lucky. Riya is a sweetheart. She would have taken one more bed next to me just to be with me in the hospital.
However, as I said, not everybody could have Riya. She was mine and just mine. Now I tell you frankly, I have been observing you and Neha from the first day I met you.
I think you are not at all serious; Instead, you just want her in bed. I do not know how far and how deep your relationship is but I think she is a good girl. Just go on loving her. I am not with her for sex. I could get that for rs anywhere. I want her love. She is not giving me that. However, she has different priorities. These things hurt me. I should give him a chance. But I could not believe Neha was at fault. She seemed to be nice to me. Any ways there was no point in thinking so much.
I decided to give Amit one chance. We looked at each other and smiled. Neha entered the room. It was 12pm. I said good-bye to both of them and left. Riya was in college. I messaged her that I was coming. On the way some thoughts came in my mind. Was it a hand of true friendship or some plans were going on in his mind?
I ignored. He was allowed to go to college now. He still had a bandage on his hand. But it was not serious. The four of us decided to go to Chowpatty on Saturday. I asked Swapnil , Sameer and Anup also if they were coming. Sameer had some work. He refused. Swapnil and Anup were ready to join us. We were waiting at the ticket counter on platform no 1.
I introduced Amit and Neha to everyone. They spoke to the others formally. We got the window seat. We had to get down at CST and we decided to go by taxi from there to Chowpatty.
There was no need to ask this question but what must have tempted Swapnil was his pink shirt. I kicked Swapnil lightly and told him to shut up. However, he did not listen. He asked him the same question again. I was enjoying all this. I did not stop them.
I understood that he wanted to say that he could do anything for her but still he was dissatisfied. They continued until we reached. We were looking for taxis. Amit and Neha came by one taxi and rest of us in other.
We reached Chowpatty. Everyone including me started shouting as if they were seeing the beach for the first time. We had vis- ited beaches many times. However, with friends it was a different experiences. We sat on the beach. I was not interested in going into the water.
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