Posted: 04 October 2012 at 7:57am | IP Logged
bombay bandra road:
for the past 20 minutes kunal was driving according to siddhi's instruction...
kunal:'ab tho bolo where are we going...?' he has no clue about her directions and has no patient to know where they were going.
kunal:'...' he did. siddhi:'bas... enough...' she told to park. kunal:'yahan!? ...yeh tho bombay ka slum hai!...' he stopped hesitantly. siddhi:'yep...dharavi slum!...yahan hamai kisi se milna hai...' she got down from the car. kunal:'hamai?...mai tho yahan kisi ko nahi jaanta...' he too got down doubtfully with least interest. siddhi:' mai jaanti hun...' ' omg! siddhi's relatives lives here!...'he wondered with disgust. siddhi:' chalo...' she walked forward with out any hesitation as if it was her usual walk way. kunal:' ewww...i don't want to come in to the slum...disgusting...'he refused and stopped. siddhi:...she too stopped with him and looked upset. kunal:' teek hai...ab tum ja rahi ho tho mai bhi chalungana...' he agreed half heartedly raising his nose for the sake of siddhi. look at the dharavi slum !
kunal simply followed her closing his mouth and nose together with his left hand, without knowing what is she up to. siddhi too closed her mouth and nose to avoid the stink...they walked in to narrow dirty lanes, open sewers and cramped huts... children in the street playing with the mud...gents bathing outdoors ...ladies cooking outside in earthen stoves ...some were obtaining water from hand-drawn wells...teen aged boys squatting down and playing cards and marbles ...all these were first experience for kunal...he looked at them with aversion. he never expected that his first date with siddhi will be this hateful...he walked carefully looking down to avoid stamping on fresh cow dung and poop.
kunal:' yuck!...shall we go back...'he asked her in a requesting tone.he was nauseated... it was impossible for him to go ahead. siddhi:' ...' her face instantly became sad. kunal:' fine...don't make face...i am coming...'he again agreed with her. tried to make his impossible to possible just for her. siddhi:' thanks ...'she gently slide her palm in to his free hand to sooth him , realizing his awful feeling... but she wanted him to go through it. kunal:'pleasure is all mine...' he said looking his hand in to hers draining out his disgust feeling.
after crossing all those ...siddhi stood in front of a hut made up of mud walls with tin roofing.
siddhi:' maa ji...maajiii...' as there was no door for that house siddhi stood out side calling maaji.a piece of old gunny was hanging at the entrance as a screen. kunal:' kun maa ji?...' he looked at her with confusion.as per his knowledge siddhi has no parents. then who is this maa ji? ...' siddhi:'shayad sunaye nahi diya...come inside...' she bend down watching her head and entered the hut.in one corner of the hut a old lady was lying on a charpoi (traditional hand-made bed) covering with a old tore cotton saree. ' tum!...' that old lady strained herself to get up and greet them. siddhi:'kaise ho?...' without any hesitation she went and sat beside her on the charpoi and the lady fall back on the cot. old lady:' teek hun...aur yeh ...' she shrunk her face and tried to look at kunal. old lay:' yeh tho wo saab nahi hai...' she tried to identify kunal with rohit. siddhi:'...yeh kunal hai...' kunal:' ...he was standing few feet away from the cot with a confused state trying to digest the surroundings. old lady: siddhi:' inn ki hi gaadi se aap takragaye thi...' kunal:' whaaat?...' he felt as if his cerebellum was hammered.instantly he understood why siddhi dragged him by force to this hut. siddhi:' kunal...do you recognized her? you will not...yehi wo hamare gadi se takra gayeh te...' she told kunal looking at him.he was utterly shocked...he never expected that. kunal:' what!...' he was completely forget about that incident. after the accident his mind was focusing on his bail papers, siddhi and his confession.never thought about the person on whom he drew his car.how come he be so irresponsible and inhuman? he felt ashamed of himself. kunal:'...maaf kar na...' he said with deep regret ,stepping few more steps close to her. siddhi: kunal:' mai bahut sharminda hun...' he too sat on the edge of the cot beside the lady as a action of repenting. old lady:' galati meri thi...mera dhiyaan sadak par nahi tha...' while she was saying a 19 year young girl entered the hut. old lady:' bas issi kay baare mein har waqt sooj ti raha thi hun...srif iss ka hi fikr raha tha hai...' she cried looking at her only daughter anmol...a young widow! anmol:' namaste...' she wished them with a pained filled smile. she was like a marble statue wrapped in a rag...with a charm and purity on her face! siddhi:' maaji...hum anmol ka khayal rak henge...if she want to continue her studies we can sponsor her...i mean he can...' she pointed kunal.it was her pre plane. kunal:' sure...' he agreed with siddhi wholeheartedly and surprised with her wise suggestion.doesn't look like spontaneous one. kunal:' siddhi...her hospital bills...' he slightly leaned towards siddhi and whispered to her in spite of knowing, he was too late to worry about it. siddhi:' no worry ...rohit paid them...' she too whispered. old lady: ' yeh...' she raised her doubt looking at the way kunal's compactness with her. siddhi:' yeh? ...pati tho nahi hai...par hojayen ge inshallah...' she said with excitement. kunal:... siddhi:...giggled at the way he got embarrassed.
siddhi:' maa ji ...ab hum chal te hai...' she got up from the cot and so kunal.before leaving the hut kunal took out his valet from his jeans pocket , grabbed few 500 rupees bill and gave to anmol.
anmol:' ...nahi bhaiya...' she refused to take.
siddhi: ' bhiya kehati ho...fir kyu jhijhak ?...le lo...maa ji ko achchi aahaar ki zarurat hai...' she insisted her.
anmol: ' thanks...' she said from the tip of her tongue and took the bills from him. kunal:' wow...you can speak english.!..' anmol:' i have passed my plus 2 ...' kunal:'oh i see... no worry soon i will make arrangement for your college admission...by the way as of now what are you doing?' he asked her with concern.
anmol:'accident kay wajai se maa kaam nahi karsakti...iss leyeh unn ka kaam mai karti hun...' she explained her situation.
kunal:'kaam! ...kya kaam?' he asked with doubt. anmol:' house maid...' kunal:'omg!...' anmol: ...'
kunal:' de kho...mere bhai kay do bachche hai...they need a tutor...i wish you come home and tutor them...' he gave her the offer.
siddhi:' wow...kunal...that will be very best ...' kunal:' thanks...' he said to siddhi. anmol:' thanks...' she said to kunal with the same accent. kunal:'don't be very happy...ishaani and anokhi are very naughty...' anmol:' ...' siddhi:...shall we move...' kunal: ' sure...' (girls... if at all i continue my ff i will show this anmol as rohit's love interest... )
siddhi and kunal came out of the hut with heart-free happy feelings. while walking through the nasty lanes kunal hold siddhi's hand...slide his palm in to hers and locked his fingers with hers.
siddhi: ...she looked at him with a concerned question. kunal:' yeh sab tum kaise karleti ho?...' he looked at her with wonder. siddhi:'what is there to wonder?...yeh tho srif insaniyat hai...koi mahaan ta nahi...' she enjoyed walking with him holding his hand. kunal:' ek baat kahun?...' siddhi:'umm...' kunal:'tum bahut achi ho...' he slightly pulled her hand which jerked her more close to him. the slum people drooled with their dropped jaws looking at the beautiful couple walking hand in hand in their dirty lanes.
andheri kurla road:
' where she is taking me now?' with that thought kunal was driving through andheri kurla road.
siddhi:' aur thoda aage...' when she told him to drive ahead , this time he did not asked her 'where they are going ?'
after a quite long drive siddhi told him to park.they were at a looking distance of powai lake!
kunal:' powai lake!...' he parked near the powai , a huge artificial and picturesque lake situated in the northern suburbs of mumbai. powai lake view! siddhi:'...' she got down from the car and walked along the lake.after getting out of that puking slum kunal felt , a walk through the lake is very refreshing and made him feel good.it was a peaceful and soothing walk. kunal:' very smart...' he appreciated siddhi for bringing him there. siddhi:' i should be...?' kunal:' oh really!...' siddhi:' nahi tho tum jaise khadoos ko kaise pata thi?...' she said proudly moving her front bang from her fore head. kunal:' truly very smart...' siddhi:' tho pehla waala untrue tha?......' she tried to move away from him showing her false anger. kunal:'...' he grabbed her wrist and pulled her close to him, without any hesitation put his arm around her shoulder and held her close to him as if he don't want her to let her go even a centimeter away from him. as it was late evening and the climate was too cool she wanted that warmth of him and loved to be so close to him.they wandered lazily laughing and smiling around its bank enjoying the natural beauty of the place and the good feeling of each other...they never realize that they are in the midst of the crazy city with a population of more than 17 million. kunal:'you know what siddhi?...i have come to this place many times all alone... it is a place where i can sit and chill down, think and be with myself ...but today...the feeling is absolutely different...i am loving it...' he said .
after a long walk they both sat on the grass folding their legs up...playing with the green grass...gazing at the lake view....the bronze winged jacanas and indian pond herons flushed ...a fringe of water hyacinth clung to the shore...plenty of house crows and black kites, chasing each other ...a kite on the post gazing intently at the water to catch a water snake... birds too seemed to liked the weather and they were busy mating.
siddhi:' ...' she blushed looking at a pair of birds in courtship. kunal: ' ...have you not seen these before?...' he asked looking at her. siddhi:...i have...par isn't it grouse?...' kunal:' siddhiii...those who are in love...for them it is a beautiful one...in fact it is a blessing...yep , for those who are not in love ...it is grouse...' siddhi:' i don't get it...'
kunal:'forget about it...when you get marry you will get it...'
siddhi:'excuse me...when I get marry?...' kunal:' i mean when WE get marry...' he corrected the error from his statement.when she said about their marriage he immediately remembered some thing and interpreted her. siddhi: kunal:'waise siddhi ...muje unn se mil na hai...' he said in hurry as if he don't want to forget it again. siddhi:' unn se ! kin se?' kunal:' tumhara mangetar se...' siddhi:' Ooo! unnn se...' she giggled sarcastically. kunal:' i feel sorry for him ...i should say sorry to him...' he said seriously regretting sincerely. siddhi:' say the sorry to me...i will pass on to that unpad taklu...' kunal:' sorry...i should not have referred him like that...' siddhi:' never mind...never mind...'she said in hurry. kunal:' don't you mind?...he is your would be...' siddhi:' tho...aap kun ho?...' kunal: siddhi:...waise ...you don't owe sorry to any one...' kunal:' it is ok...i can...' siddhi:' koi unpad taklu ho ga thab na...' kunal:' what!...' he was shocked. siddhi:...she chuckled. kunal:' what are you saying? that day anand and raveena came to you...right?...' siddhi:'...yep they came to me and we had our get together at juhu beach along with rohit...' while she was narrating her cell rang.it was her kapil bhiya. kunal:..even though he got angry that he was tricked by them with a false engagement act he was relieved that there was no such thing happened. siddhi:'haan bhiya...' she was still in laughing mood. kapil:' siddhi...where are you...?' he asked with worry. siddhi:' bhiya i went to anmole's house along with KC sir...' kapil:'oh!...' siddhi:'...i am coming...'
kunal:' it is getting dark...let us go...'he said looking at the sky and the clouds. they got up from the grass...started walking towards their car parking dusting their hands.
siddhi:' aap bhutta khayen gaye?' she drooled at a road side vendor roasting fresh corns on fire. kunal:'...' instantly his face shrunk when he looked at the man who was roasting corn in a cart. siddhi:'i know ...you won't......' she said looking at his face expression. look at the road side corn cab: kunal:'......bhiya...ek bhutta de dena...' he went to the cart and asked for a roasted corn. siddhi:'masale waala...' she added her choice to the cart waala and said thanks to kunal.
the cab man quickly peeled a fresh sweet corn, removed the husk , roasted it on the slow fire...soon after roasting rubbed with a coat of fresh lemon juice , salt and chat masala...placed the hot roasted corn in its green husk along with the left out lemon piece and gave it to siddhi.
siddhi:' wow...' her mouth watered while holding the hot masala corn along with the sour lemon...
look at the road side roasted corn!
siddhi:'...' she held the corn horizontally by holding its stem and the tip with her both hands...had a small bite of it from one corner... got the sweetness of corn and kick of the lemon-salt-spicy chat masala rub! siddhi:' aap..' she showed to kunal.
kunal:' i think it is very hot...later on...' he said no to her indirectly.
siddhi:' ...' she did not mind him...busy looking and admiring her corn.the people standing near the corn cab started staring at her.which made kunal impatience. kunal:'ab chalo...it may rain at any time...' both started walking towards their car...just before they reach it started drizzling. kunal:' get in...' he opened the door for her. as soon as she got in to it he slammed the door , went around and got in to his seat. kunal:' close the window...' as it was drizzling he told siddhi to raise the glass window and he too closed his side widow. siddhi:' uuufff...fffuuu......' she was busy blowing air on the roasted corn, with her mouth to cool down the corn. kunal fixed his seat belt and looked at her expecting that she too might have put up her belt. but no...she was in her best try to bite the corn. the way she was eyeing the corn,...her disturbed front bang playing on her cheek ... her thin lips formed a O shape while blowing air on the corn...she was looking too cute ...admirable and attractive... kunal glued at her admiringly... loved her gesture...he could not take off his eyes from her and kept looking at her constantly. siddhi:'issa kya dek rahe ho?...do you want to try...' she showed the corn to her. kunal:' seat belt baand lo...' he reminded her. siddhi:' can't you see i can't......please aap hi baand diji ye na...' the way she requested childishly he could not deny...had no reason to avoid. kunal:'...kabhi kabhi lagta hai tum meri teacher ho...mai nahi...' with a smile he undone his seat belt so that he can freely lean towards her to fix her seat belt. siddhi:' haa!...kaash mai hoti!...tumari waat laga deti......do you remember you gave me 2 out of 20...' kunal:'... of course...' he laughed out loud and leaned towards her ...put his arm across her chest with modesty...pulled out the belt from her shoulder side to fix it beside her hip...while he was attempting... siddhi:' Aaa!...' she put down the corn and yelled with pain. kunal:' kya hua?...' he immediately took off his hand from the belt before fixing it ... siddhi:' Haa!...burning...'...she said licking her lower lip with brimming tears in her eyes...hot roasted corn burnt her lips! she looked at kunal ...her lower lip turned red as it was burnt...kunal:' ...' he looked at her helplessly and looked around in search of tissue paper or water, but he could not find. siddhi:' paani...' she muttered.looking at her pain he moved closed to her with the intention to help her...she turned towards him ...gazed upon his face with brimming tears in her eyes...her un shed tears stir his heart ! kunal:' siddhi...'he gently touched her lip with his finger tip. siddhi:'aaa ouch!...' her pain filled cry pushed him to incline more towards her ...close to her face...his lips were at a rubbing distance from hers...she looked in to his eyes...read what he was about to...she kept looking up at him and smiled a little...she knew what was about to happen...he leaned forward ...she remembered the way she checked him in the morning...this time she did not interrupt him as she needed him...she gently placed her hand on his shoulder as a sign to agree with him...keeping the eye contact he slide his right hand over her waist ... butterflies did somersault in her stomach ...he grabbed her close to him...leaned in...they were like opposite poles of two strong magnets...slightly tilted his head to the right
... his lips gently and deliberately met hers... fulfilling their long pending desire ...she moved her lips over his to put off the burning sensation of her lips...that unexpected intimate moment made both of them ecstatic with their pounding heart beat.she slowly closed her eyes to take that pleasurable moment in...to cooperate with him she moved her fingers from his shoulder ...to his back ...up to his neck...thin long fingers moved in to his hair... the tiny hair on the nape of his neck rose...chillness of her tender fingers passed threw his spine to reach his small brain and made him go crazy...the intensity increased! they demanded more... siddhi clenched his collar to make him realized that they should stop right there...they slowly released from their arms...back to their seats.
Edited by shumi. - 05 October 2012 at 6:05am