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Hmmmhe aana padegaa dunia me dobaara ~~
Maa must have used dis car last, Tarit groaned as he started da car towards da farmhouse
Wot a beautiful meaningful song Dharini smiled as she sat belted in da passenger seat, as da car ate up da miles. Doctors orders were to take rest. Few days in da city n already a hospital visit. she had no choice but to accompany her boss to da Saxena farmhouse as his assistant.
Sr Saxena had visited yesterday n xplained everything to her. Dunno why she had agreed but here she was, sitting next to her brooding boss on a sunday morning.
She watched his profile from da corner of her eye as he drove silently tapping his fingers on da wheel in sync wid da song.
Her eyes caught a glint off his stainless steel watch dat flanked his strong wrist.
His hands looked like he worked out at a gym, probably flirting wid da local female population !!
His nose jutted out like a parrot. She wondered if it was a result of a fight bak in college.
Wondering how he wud have been in his teens. Wud he have been rebellious like her??
His fashion sense surely suggested he was still rebelling.
i mean who wore sage and parrot green checked trousers...
Sunday was no excuse to defy da fashion gods in such an atrocious manner
Dharini had a grin moment in her mind but she didna let it show on her face.
He felt her gaze at him as he drove da miles but he wasna gonna look at her.
Looking at her reminded him of da way she looked in dat hospital bed
wid her gown around her ... He cleared his throat in a reflex action.
On reaching da Farmhouse he was so gonna dump her on da doorstep and go get busy.
He had no intentions wotsoever to help her take care of herself. In dat department she was on her own !!
She turned her face to da left da moment he cleared his throat.
She slid da window pane down. The breeze hit her face like a soothing balm clearing all da webs dis brooding boss was weaving around her. A few minutes of dry breeze and she felt drops of water mist her face.
She grinned and put her hand out as raindrops started trickling down on da windshield
Tarit started da vipers to clear da view ahead. Da vipers swished creating a rhythm
Her mind started singing a tune. She had never heard da song before yet her mind went about humming, and da words flowed out in a whisper through her glossed lips...~~ Listen to da falling rain Listen to it fall
And wid every drop of rain I can hear you call
Call mah name right out loud
I can hear above da clouds
And I am here among da puddles
You and I together huddle
Listen to da falling rain Listen to it fall ~~
JEEZ !! he looked up at da roof of da car...den turned towards her.
Ms Prim and Proper cud deffo recite a poem !!
for dis deffo was da worst rendition of ANY song he had ever heard.
HAHAHA--- he cudna help but laugh out loud, making her turn towards him.
She stared angrily at him for a few seconds. realizing a tad late dat she had recited da words in da worst tune possible ever, Aloud. They both stared at each other angrily. It felt like 2 matadors are locking horns jus before a stampede !!
Den he winked. She stared for a couple more seconds, eventually she smiled back.
yuP she knew she cudna sing to save her life !!
The car filled wid her laughter and sumhow he wondered why he suddenly understood da meaning of da words *I feel good*
His hand touched da power window switch on his side still watching her laugh
As da window slid down gush of rain came in and misted his face
He put his hand out and gathered a few drops of water in his palm... da cool drops making an imaginary sizzle on his warm palm... and den outta blue splashed it on her face.
She screamed n closed her eyes shut still facing him...
den she opened dem and he saw a world full of mischief dancering in fronto him"Oh no u didna
" !! he heard her say... as she put both hands outta da window to gather a few drops to splash him. wen da water hit his face sumhow he felt she had touched him...
and he tried warding off her hands with his left hand, still keeping his eyes on da road ahead
Wen Tarit stopped da car, she splashed more water on him.
Tarit killed da engine turning towards her in his seat.
She heard da CLICK sound a second before she turned and tried opening da door."So, Ms Prim and Proper !! wanna play Holi now??"
He drawled as he slid slightly in her direction. placing his right elbow against da wheel.
Dharini pushed herself back against da door, knowing he had locked dem in...
"Oka oka... i am sorry. i was jus jesting" she heard herself apologise.
He kept bending towards her, his eyes boring deep into her mischievous ones.
but suddenly he stopped midway. his world swayed on its axis.
a silent pause followed. den his head dipped low... and his gaze fell on her parted lips
den down at da purple V of her sleevless vest... dat she had worn on a crisp white full sleeve shirt down... down... den on HIS chest... and dats wen he noticed her 2 hands against his white shirt. Da rain coming in da window had drenched his white shirt making it transparent...
and he cud feel da heat from her petite hands warming his...
He coiled back and away from her, faster den a priest seeing Satan on Friday da 13th !!
wot had he been thinkering. Dis was his assistant. he had to work wid her in da future.
He had no business crossing lines wid her. Never. *He will never* let himself get carried away again like dis. And he had every intention stick to his statements !!
He touched da key, den on an impulse ran his fingers tru his wet hair and slid da windows shut
Den he started da car as if nuffin had ever happened.
Dharini knew da small glimpse she had seen of her flustered boss was lost.
She sighed silently and looked out of da window taking in da picturesque surroundings.
Gone was da momentarily carefree man wid fire dancering in his eyes, only to be replaced by icicles of cold stoney silence.
"We are here", he finally broke da silence as de slowed down on reaching da property line.
As da car cruised through da winding driveway, all she cud do was stare ahead.
Da rain had stopped and da sun was peeping across da tall trees.
She cud see a beautiful rainbow arching around da most beautiful farmhouse she had ever seen. Never had steel n cement blended so beautifully as de had here on da Saxena property.
Da sheer magnificence of architecture n grandeur at display was mesmerising
He opened da door and walked away towards da back of da car while Dharini collected herself.
Getting outta da car, she started taking small steps towards da flight of stairs leading to da tall grand 10 foot double doors. Da door knocker itself screamed *Made of brass wid gold overtones* The facade had huge glass windows and she cud see Blue curtains hung in cascading drapes to frame da glass architecture.
Wer was he?? as she turned around, she noted a diff person parking da car.
wer was Mr Brooding Saxena?? shud she go on alone?? shud she wait for him??
But she barely had time to come to a conclusion coz fate decided to break da heel of her most expensive shoe at dat very moment."Holy crapola n all finks bad"
!! Manolo Blahnik be damned, she mouthed silently, looking at her broken shoe heel. Glad for a moment, dat her grouchy boss was not around to hear her swear
ufff, dis was such a bad omen, she muttered under her breath but disminor mishap wasna gonna stop her from climbing da flight of stairs. she bent and removed her shoes, holding dem in her hand, picking up her bag, she started up da stairs slowly taking in da granduer before her.
Da double doors opened on her approach, as a lady smiled wid warmth at her."Ah Dharini maam, please do come in. Please make urself comfortable" reminding Dharini, dat if her mother was well enuff to talk, she wud sound like dis...
Maam?? on hearing da word, da smile dat spread on Dharini's lips was a natural.
no one had called her a maam before she beamed wid pride and self respect.
She took 2 steps forward hesitantly... Only a step divided her and da vast beauty dat lay ahead.
She was suppose to stay here?? for a whole week?? Da Upper Gods must be liking her a lot !!
The inviting living hall beyond da double doors stood a gud 25 ft in height
She strained her neck up far and wide as she bent down to place her duffel bag and shoes on da floor. A tiny frown marking da beauty of her face adding to da small white bandage on her forehead.
Beyond her horse view, Flanked on both da sides wer 2 huge winding staircases dat lead to a common ballustrade n topped by almost 12 ft wide Crystal chandelier dat glittered like molten lava in da bright sunshine, dat poured in from da huge 6 ft tall glass windows based high up near da ceiling for such an effect. WOW. dis was sum house. She grinned in awe. knowing in da nite da Moon shone down da same windows n created a galaxy of stars right in da middle of dis huge room.
Wait-a-min... how did dat thot come into her mind ??
how did she know, how da room looked after sunset ??
But before she wondered or questioned herself.. da uniformed maid touched her arm n gestured her to enter.
Dharini took a big breath... a very big breath n raised her right feet to cross da thresh-hold.
Sumwer in da background, she heard bells ringing... De had been ringing since she had stepped out of da car but she was too engrossed in her surrounding to hear dem clearly.
Bells...Temple bells?? was da last thot as her world swayed.
Closing her eyes for a second, still head turned up towards da chandelier...
She started to fall back as darkness blinded her vision...
So he wanted to see da stable and had left da car running at da base of da steps.
He stumbled across sumfink jus as da bell started ringing in da far distance.
Turning around to see which annoying stone had done da honours to trip him.
His gaze fell on his assistant hesitantly climbing da stairs alone wid a bag and shoes in hand
He needed to get her settled first before he ventured out to da stable, so he started bak towards da steps.
He started climbing up, taking 2 steps at a time towards her, feeling sum wierd unexplained energy flowing around him. But cudna pinpoint wer it was coming from.
He saw her lifting her right leg over da threshold. He also saw her looking up at da huge chandelier on da ceiling. The stumble was imminent !! He knew it. However before he cud warn her,she swayed and started falling bak. In a jiffy, he was by her side before she hit da floor
His left hand slid around her back and his right hand went under her knees, and to balance himself better, took a step ahead wid his right leg. His strong arms lifting her carefully.
Unknown to dem, De both had taken der first step together across da threshold.
Her vision miraculously cleared and Dharini looked around towards Tarit in confusion. A tiny frown mirroring her thots."I wont let u fall on mah watch. Dad will skin me alive if dat happens again"
Tarit added sarcastically, reminding dem of her now infamous fall at his office
Dharini searched her mind for a quick comebak as he helped her stand and walked off in a huff towards da open study on da right, but words failed her miserably.
Both of dem wer unaware of da glance de got from da old lady watching all dis wid a sly grin.
Nor did both of dem notice da bell ringing had receded slowy...
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Smriti in marathi means a Memory
a memory of coming to a decision
a memory of starting a new journey
a memory of feeling an emotion towards a stranger
a memory of a few raindrops on ur upturned face
a memory of feeling da breeze caress ur hair
a memory of a warm body beneath ur hands
a memory of a clean shaven brooding face
a memory of da eyes dat dwell deep into urs
a memory of da first few steps wid a sense of Deja Vu
a memory of being in an unventured room
a memory of a tinkling bell in da far distant
a memory of being carried over
a memory of a beating heart under a cheek
a memory of coming to an understanding in life
a memory of facing new horizons wid zeal
a memory of fighting ur fate
a memory of being left alone
smriti ji kadhi olakhta yet naahi pan ji manaat rutoon basli aste
dis OS is dedicated to one such memory.