by Makusr
My parents and aunt Vidya, came to drop me at the Minister’s house and stayed there for a day. My mother was quite worried about me, but Seema allayed her fears well.
“Seema I am leaving Maya Rani in your custody dear”, my mother said holding Seema’s hand and looking quite concerned.
“No need to worry aunty. Maya is just like my younger sister”, Seema assured her.
“the thing is that Seema, Maya hasn’t lived away from us. This is her first time”, aunt Vidya showed her concern too.
“It’s just like her house aunty. She’ll live here like a member of the house”, Seema reassured her.
I know. I know. I am not worried about that Seema. But, being a mother. You can understand Seema my position”, mother said as she shifted her gaze between Seema and me.
“Yes aunty I can very well understand. But see, you are sending her to carve a niche for herself. That’s a big thing, isn’t it? If you’ll be sad how will she be comfortable here”, she said holding mother’s hand. Then as if to assure her, she hugged me.
“No, no. With you around, we need not worry about anything. She is in safe hands and safe place. A second home for her!” Aunt Vidya said placing her hand on Seema’s shoulder.
(A second home aunt Vidya! You always prophesized accurately. And, you didn’t miss it this time too!)
“O.K., Seema I think that we should take your leave. We should moving now”, aunt Vidya said as she got up. Then turning towards me and holding Seema’s hand she said, “Maya you need not worry about anything. You got an elder sister today”
As she got up, mother also got up and hugged me again. We came downstairs where the Minister and my father were in some light conversation. Seeing us they also got up as if they had been waiting for us to come down. After hugging and saying good-byes they departed. I came upstairs quite sad. My eyes were moist. Seema consoled me like an elder sister and made me comfortable in every way she could.
“Maya you come and sleep with me today. He (her husband, Amarpreet) is also out of town. I am alone. You will also not feel lonely, living away from your parents for the first time. Come”, she said and took me to her room.
That day we ate together, and had an extended session of T.V., viewing. Rohan had slept by then. I was also tired. Seema kept on talking about so many things. I was feeling sleepy. Slowly I lost track of what she was saying. Difficult to keep my eyes open I drifted into sleep. I slept well that night although it was a new place. Seema had made me comfortable in every possible way.
Slowly I adjusted in the new environment and didn’t feel a bit like stranger. I had also adjusted well in the college. Father had purchased a two-wheeler for me and I went to college on that. Not many girls had that luxury in those days. I was doing fairly well in my studies. I was a bit of a loner and had not made many friends though. Only a few of them. Rohan and Seema occupied most of my time when I was not studying.
My life was going fairly well in a normal manner. In the normal manner until Amarpreet the Minister’s son came into it. His coming proved to be a catalyst. It stepped up the pace and gave the necessary direction and the much needed boost to my life.
Ch-7
AMARPREET AND I
Amarpreet had a captivating personality. He sort of over-awed you every time you came in contact with him. And, what a gifted speaker he was! An orator par excellence! I heard him delivering a speech for the first time in the rally organized near my college. When he roared on the stage in his heavy and clear voice, the audience sat mesmerized. He had the ability to sway the crowd with him. Being in an impressionable age I began to idolize him secretly.
One day I was sitting in my room and preparing a speech I had to deliver in the college debate the next day. I had prepared it and as was my habit I wanted to speak it before somebody, to gain confidence and to know where I lacked. At home aunt Vidya was a great help in these matters. She was a willing audience and a good critic. But here? I thought I should go and ask Seema to listen to my speech and give her comments on it.
“Seema Didi, Seema Didi”, I called her from my room as I always did. Getting no response I went to her room and again called her name, “Seema Didi”. Getting still no response I entered her room. She was not there. But he was there inside the room. Sitting and smiling at me. Amarpreet!
“Yes Maya. Seema has gone to the market. She won’t be long. Any problem?” He said still smiling at me.
“No, No, Sir. I’ll come afterwards. Nothing important”, I retreated as I felt quite nervous and uncomfortable in his presence.
“Maya you don’t need to call me Sir. You can call me Amarpreet or just Amar. O.K.” He said his eyes fixed on me.
“Yes, Sir”, I blurted out.
“Again Sir”, he said laughing.
“Sorry”, I said sheepishly as I could barely manage even that.
“Now tell me Maya why are you searching for Seema?” He initiated the topic again.
“Actually I had prepared a speech for the college debate. I wanted to speak it before somebody, so that I may know where I am lacking. I…” He interrupted in between before I can complete my sentence.
“…For that you are searching for Seema”, and he laughed loudly. “Seema is good in speaking and not in listening. I’ll do that. Speak your debate speech before me. Come on”, he said and sat eagerly to listen it.
Before him I couldn’t! How could I?
“Speak up Maya. I’m waiting for you”, his voice interrupted my thoughts.
As if besotted by him and in complete awe of him I delivered the whole speech before him. When I ended the speech he clapped and encouraged me by his gestures.
“Maya you speak really well. You’ll win hands down. I’m impressed!” He said as he rose from the chair he was sitting on.
“Thanks, Sir. Sorry! No, Sir…I “I didn’t know what to say. The main problem was how to address him.
Totally oblivious of my discomfort and inconvenience, seeing the present state I was in, he broke into a loud laughter. So loudly that the walls reverberated under its impact.
“But not as good as you speak”, I said nervously.
“Really”, he smiled at me.
“Yes! Yes! You speak really well. I had heard you speak in the rally near my college. How I wish I could speak like you”, I tried to sound as convincing as I could.
“O.K., O.K. I want to tell you one thing Maya. You speak really well. But you look better”, he said as he came near me. “And, one thing more Maya. You look sexy. Very, very sexy!” He said coming quite close to me and pressed my shoulders with his hands.
I was quite shocked to hear him speak this way. I had not expected him to speak like this. Not that I was angry or something like that. I was just felt extremely uncomfortable and very nervous. Instinctively I crossed my hands across my breasts and ran away from there into my room and latched it from inside. Once inside my room I switched off the light and fell on my bed lying on my stomach. His laughter was still echoing in my mind and his words kept banging on my ears. My heart was beating fast. Very fast. I didn’t know what to do and had no strength to do anything even if I wanted to. Happy? No. Sad? No. Annoyed? No, no. It was just that my mind had gone blank. I didn’t know for how long I lay there. In between Seema called me for dinner. I didn’t answer her and kept lying there. She must have thought me to be sleeping as she went away after calling me four to five times. I just kept lying there. Many thoughts came into my mind and many slipped away. I didn’t know at what time I drifted into sleep. The destiny was clearly working on my life. The next and one of the most decisive phases of my life had begun. Amarpreet had crossed my life!
Next day was Saturday. It was a holiday because of the local festival. I had some work pending. I planned to finish it by the afternoon. Then I would be free. Following day would be Sunday. So I had two days holiday. I was feeling homesick. The incident with Amarpreet had quite shaken me. I idolized him much. I was quite impressed by his personality. I had begun lo
ving him and had a special place for him in my heart. But even then I was not ready for the words that he spoke. If you love somebody and that somebody says that he loves you, you don’t feel uncomfortable. But if you idolize somebody and keep him on a pedestal and if that somebody says that he loves you, you are dumbfounded, speechless and very nervous. This was what had happened with me. I wanted to discuss the whole matter with my friend, philosopher and guide, aunt Vidya. That was also one of the reasons why I wanted to go to my home.
I broke the news to Seema. As I was packing my bag Seema came to inform me that Amarpreet was that way and he had said that he would drop me at my home. Amarpreet again! Was he so much interested in me? I would find it soon. But if he wanted to drop me, then let it be. Soon we were on the road to my home. Amarpreet was driving the car. It was evening time. Soon we left the city and moved towards the countryside. The breeze felt cool and refreshing. I was enjoying the ride, feeling the fresh air, my eyes closed, sitting beside him, when I felt his hand move over mine. I was jerked out of my comfort but didn’t withdraw my hand. His fingers brushed my fingers lightly. I felt a chill run down my spine and a word escaped my mouth.
“What?”
“Maya, should I withdraw my hand? You feel uncomfortable?” He said but didn’t withdraw his hand from there.
I jerked my head in negative. It was not that I wanted him to hold my hand or leave my hand. It was just that the things were happening so fast and so unexpectedly that I didn’t know how to react.
“So you want me to hold your hand”, he said laughing as he pressed my hands on my thighs and in the process brushed my thighs by his fingers. “I hope you didn’t mind what I said yesterday, did you?” He came to the point.
“No”, I blurted out looking away from him. He laughed out loudly at my answer.
I could neither answer him anymore nor face his stare. He had that kind of presence. I blushed at him and moved away my eyes whenever our eyes met. He must have driven the car for at least five minutes holding my hands like that. Then he left it as he had to shift gears to negotiate the traffic coming from the opposite direction. When the road ahead became clear, he settled the car in top gear and his hand on my thigh. He began moving his hand over my thigh. My heart pounded fast and sweat appeared on my neck and my forehead. Not that I was feeling uncomfortable or wanted him to remove his hands. Nothing of that sort. It was just that the situation was completely unexpected and I didn’t know what to do. He saw me and said.
“You need kerchief Maya?”
I just jerked my head in negative and said nothing. His presence and personality just rubbed on you. He could lit and stoke the fire lying dormant in you. He kept on staring at me. His gaze shifted from my face and slipping down the neck settled on my breasts. His probing hand and roving eyes, had made my breathing quite labored. Having traversed the ‘thigh-land’ completely he ventured to the area between the thighs, as I pressed them tightly together. I sat fixed to my seat caught in the vortex of excitement. Slowly his fingers found the way and quietly slipped in to rest on my ‘Bulbul’. Though my ‘Bulbul’ came alive, my hands moved ahead to stop him from probing further, as I bent my body forward. He freed his hand immediately.
“Maya”, he said looking at me.
I shifted my glance towards him and then lowered it.
“Maya, be comfortable. Do one thing. You move your legs ahead. Stretch yourself on the seat. This way you’ll be lot more comfortable”, he said as he brushed my breasts with the back of his palm.
Mr. Amarpreet I’ll be comfortable or you’ll be comfortable in your carnal pursuits! The thought immediately occurred to me. An involuntary smile came on my lips which I covered by my palm.
Why I said involuntary, because I was in trance and completely carried away by what was happening inside the car. I obeyed as was instructed. He looked at me and smiled. I too sheepishly smiled at him. His disengaged his hand from the gear and shifted it to my ‘kurta’. His dexterous fingers worked on my buttons and in less than a minute two of them lay unbuttoned. A pass had been created for the fingers to probe further. His palm followed the fingers and in no time he was playing with my balls on fire. Unable to do anything in this situation, I stretched further and closed my eyes. I don’t know whether he could feel my heart beats in his palm as my heart was beating so fast, that it would have jumped out of my body right into his hands, had he tried for it. Like an expert he measured every inch of my breasts. Tested its softness, traversed the contours and calculated the limits of its tolerance. As he went about it, I covered my face with my Stoll. Lying totally at his mercy I looked as if I was stoned. Throbbing had begun in my ‘Bulbul’. I didn’t close my thighs when his fingers slipped inside my ‘salwar’ to kiss the nether lips of my ‘Bulbul’. He was quite sure of himself, knew what he was doing and where he was moving. He looked quite comfortable doing it. He seemed to be so adept at it. No problem in multitasking. Driving and exploring! My face covered with the stoll, I lay there like a statue. But inside this statue a volcano was desperate to erupt. How long can you suffer the pressure? Unable to hold, something inside the ‘Bulbul’ melted and it leaked. My fists were clenched and lips sealed tightly. Suddenly he withdrew his hand from there.. “What the hell I thought!” But I kept lying there, with my face covered by the stoll and the body lying still.
“Maya. Your house is approaching. We are getting near to it. Adjust yourself.” His words seemed coming from somewhere far.
Couldn’t the distance be stretched! Or the time stand still!
“Maya Rani fast! Your house is in sight”, he said and tapped my thighs.
Quickly I buttoned up and tidied my clothes. All the time that I had sat in the car, I had not looked at him. I hadn’t spoken a single word too. Somehow I couldn’t muster up enough courage to do so. Just smiled at him sheepishly whenever our eyes had met. He stopped the car about fifty steps away from the entrance to my house. From here he could proceed straight ahead. Had he stopped the car at the entrance, he would have to reverse the car and then proceed on his way. Like a zombie, I opened the door, collected my bag and got out of the car. I didn’t look back even to close the door. Just kept walking to my house. No good-byes, no nothing. I heard the car zooming away. As I entered the door, I looked back. The car was nowhere in sight. Straightaway I entered my room and fell on the bed like a sawed off tree.
“Maya, my child! When did you come in daughter. No news of your coming!” My mother rushed in my room when she saw me. She sat beside me and lovingly patted my head. Then she withdrew her hand and said in an alarmed tone. “Are you ill my child? Your forehead is burning!” She looked quite concerned.
How could I tell you mother what I was suffering from! At that time I just wanted to be alone. A serene atmosphere! But I knew if I kept mum, my mother would be worried more. She would continue bombarding me with her questions and keep bribing God with this much or that much as and when I got cured of my ‘ailment’. But how could I tell her about my illness? The ‘cause’ had just driven away in the car!
“Ma, I’m all right. It’s just the weakness and the motion sickness. Don’t worry. I’m all right. It’s just that you are not with me. It makes me ill”, I tried to be as convincing as possible and tried to allay her fears.
“Aha, you are all right! Tomorrow I will offer sweets in the temple”, she rejoiced and hugged me. “But, Maya tell me one thing. You’ve grown so thin. I think you aren’t eating properly, no?” Ah, the motherly concern! When it’s there you feel annoyed. But when it’s not there you rue it. Strange, no!
“Ma, you are always worried about the food. There is life beyond it too.” I said in a false anger as she moved her fingers lovingly in my hair.
“O.K., O.K. But how did you come dear?”
“Oh Ma that! Minister’s son was coming this way. He came to know through Seema Didi that I was also going home today. He offered to drop me here. I said yes. So he dropped me. Ma…” I couldn’t complete as she interrupted in
between.
“Really! He dropped you here. Then, why didn’t you ask him to come inside? You girls lack in basic manners. It’s not proper dear. Your father will be quite angry, when he comes to know of this”, Ma sounded irritated and chided me for my mistake.
“Actually Ma I asked him to come. But he said that he was getting late to the place he had to go. You know traffic and all, Ma. He said that next time when he’ll come, he’ll definitely come to our house”, I lied.
“Maya, you go and wash your face and get fresh. Meanwhile I’ll fix something for you to eat”, she said getting up.
“Ma, where’s aunt Vidya? Can’t see her anywhere”, I enquired looking around the house.
“Vidya has gone to the village temple. After so many days she has gone there. She’ll be back any moment. She’ll be very happy to see you here. Always talking about you.”
“Ma, I’m also very fond of her. In fact I’m dying to meet her. I’m…” Before I could complete, she went to the kitchen.
I had a soothing bath in my bathroom. Apart from your bed, and your favorite chair, it’s the refreshing bath in your bathroom, that’s cherished. As I was drying my hair, aunt Vidya came inside. The moment she saw me she shrieked in joy. I also began laughing when I saw her. She came almost running towards me and hugged me tightly.