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Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Separation II

 I

I park my car and rush to the flower seller on the footpath. 10 each he said. If i took them all? All yours for 5 each. He packs them and puts them in my car. I hurriedly drive home. She isnt here but her fragrance is. I blush seeing the broken Vase. Tonight is another night.

She doesn't know that I am here. I pick the flowers one by one remove the stem gently and get the whole room flowered. Jasmines. White and pure. The drops of water make them shine. I love the aura. Nothing comes close to her, but this remind me of her. Time has slowed down. I cant wait for her. She is still not here. Time has stopped. I stand up to the window and look outside. The streets are now empty. Its 9:00 PM and she would have just left her office. I sit on the sofa just near the window. I stand up again, walk around a bit carefully not to step on the flowers, look outside and sit back again. Its 9:24. The large white clock has finally crawled close to 9:30. This agony has passed. She could be here anytime soon. I hurry to lock the gate. I sit on the sofa, on the left wall of the gate, calmly as if not waiting for her at all.

The footsteps break the silence. She was here. She unlocks the flat with her keys, opens the gate. I did not move. She switches on the light, looks around. Her mouth opens up in surprise. I keep looking at her. She smiles. She laughs now. Her lips move. She springs in Joy. I keep looking at her. She had still not spoken a word but I knew what this meant to her. Her giggles ring like bells. She comes towards me and pulls me. I cuddle her in my arms. This was our first anniversary and I had to be here. I knew what this meant for her. We stay like that.

Time could keep running, we had come to a still.



PS: Do not read ahead if you are not above 18


II


The chirps paused to silence, I could feel her sob. I pull her towards me, strongly gripping her. She sobbed. I pull her face towards mine, kissed the dewdrops away. She was looking at me. Half crying and half smiling. I smile. She holds my arms and hides her face in my chest. I caress her hairs. She puts both her arms around my neck. We sway for a moment. I grab her and pull her upwards. Our chests meet. She is in my arms. She stays there like a child. I can hear her breathe. I gently press her. She convulses around my body. Three months of separation and now we both sink in the emotion.
Suddenly i throw her to the bed. She lies there like a slave, taking all the pain saying nothing. She looks at me without an expression. I reach for her, she is still unmoved. There were no emotions, no sentiments. I reach for her, the devil lying deep inside for all this time had woken up. I was no longer in control. It was him. He rips her white shirt off, hurriedly removing his own white shirt. The little bit of my sainthood left was also gone with the clothes. He reaches for her apples, sucks them hard even when she moans. She hates it and loves it as well. He turns her around and holds them in his hand pressing them hard. He turns her around again and this time takes a hard kiss. They dont even look at each other. She has her eyes closed all this while. Just a slave to her master. The fire had just erupted. The whole forest was yet to be destroyed in its rage. This was just the beginning.  He pulls apart the pant with the knickers. The devil was in its worst form. He started to spread rage in the rest of the forest. The devils met the devils. It was a rough encounter. They hit each other. She scratched his back with her long nails. It hurt, but the devils know no pain. It keeps spreading rage. The legs, the center and the top. He was in control of it all. The whole tree. The tree could do nothing but keep getting burnt without any complaints. It never had any. The rainy season gone, it was loving the heat. There was nothing to remind how cold that night was except the fire in the fireplace.

___________________________________________________________________________PS:
1) Initially had thought that this part would not go in the blog. But after writing I felt that people could be shocked but would not agitate. So am putting the 2nd part in here too.
2) U still cant make fun :P

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