Sin or Salvation?

III.

" I see you everywhere, in the stars, in the river, to me you are everything that exists, the reality of everything."

                                -Virginia Woolf,
Night and Day.

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His naked , toned torso was in a slow yet rhythmic motion, raising itself inches upwards from the ground and down. The broad, muscular arms with palms placed flat on the ground, acted as supports for bearing the pressure of the persistent push-ups . The very redolence of the room, was that of Shaurya Sabherwal. She could practically feel and smell his intoxicating sexiness filling in every nook and corner of the gymnasium. There is nothing unique in being the wife of a handsome man, true. However, being the wife of the youngest and most successful stature in the field of education.. someone who is considered as a ingenious in the same, the most frequently appearing persona on the cover of "Man of The Month", disgustingly desirable , smart and handsome man---- is definitely quite an addition on to her list of being or having 'Unique' as an integral part of her life!

She vividly remembers that time at Gurdaspur, the day they met or rather, the day they bumped into each other! In a haste, the only thing that her senses had properly arrested about him was his cologne. The moment was brief, yet it stirred her senses in a direction that was alien to her. Hurling out quick apologies, in response to the perplexed yet handsome glare of the towering frame, she had hastened forward, for her dance performance. The cologne.. was all that she had perceived properly at the moment. Howbeit, it was during the felicitation that all her senses had perceived Shaurya Sabherwal entirely, as a personality worth the awe.

"Teachers , students and friends.. I would like you to join me in welcoming our Chief Guest, Mr. Shaurya Sabherwal. Director of Sabherwal Institute of Arts and Commerce, Chandigarh. Jinhe education field meh ek visionary mana jata hain. Inhe kahi rashtriya aur antarashtriya puraskar mile hain, for academic excellence and introduction of SIAC Creative Global Education System."

This was the exact announcement that boomed and filled every corner of the auditorium, as Shaurya Sabherwal-climbed up the stairs onto the stage, penetrating the flashes of innumerable, distractive camcorders. Her friends at the back -stage would have veritably "Oh My God." ed out loud had the attendant present there, not raged a "shssh" out at them and asked them to control their enthusiasm. Well... she couldn't blame them. Not then.. not now.

Shaurya Sabherwal, on his own contradicted every Chief Guest they had set their eyes upon in their academic years! The stereotypical big old men , uninteresting and unsmiling were the ones their eyes were accustomed to.

This 29 year old academician heart-throb was much more than just his looks.

At least ,that is what she had felt about him as she took in the tall, lean frame.. wrapped in an achromic three-piece suit pacing forward, the back-brushed hair, chiselled features with the broad, black framed glasses and the introductory announcement all at the same time. Ignoring the giggles and whispers of her class mates, she went on clapping with an unintentional smile etched on her face, her only thought being,

"This is perfection. How can anyone possibly be so perfect? The academic success and excellence, the good looks, the family name, the fame... how can this be? Living a life that's flawless..."

She was wrong.

It wasn't long before she was graced by a few realisations, since her first day at or maybe near SIAC. Shaurya Sabherwal was not flawless. Rather, eventually all that she could find in his personality were flaws and vices. He might be passive and composed towards the rest of the World, but when it came to her.. he was not only emotionally violent, but also uncontrollable in his mannerisms . If pushed at his sore points, Shaurya Sabherwal could be fearfully barbarous . She was probably the only one who didn't fear that side of his ("Of course, for that was an unnecessary exclusive, meant just for me since the very beginning..", she scowled ) but was secretly apprehensive about. The sight might not have been a pleasant one, but she was cursed (or blessed) with the same like a daily dose of eye cleansing drops. The clashes were a regular thing, for it wasn't just about accidental bumps or trips.. it was more about the clash of ideologies, beliefs ... personal principles and prejudices. However, even then she had to often confess this to herself, even if she was fuming with disgust and anger against him.. that a raging Shaurya Sabherwal, looks more handsome and dangerously, addictively alluring.

Probably the only valid outlook that she had of him as the first impression was that, there was more to Shaurya Sabherwal. Much more than just what people see or maybe, what he intentionally and categorically wants them to see.

Always known for being a very able multi-tasker, she didn't dissapoint that talent of hers this time either. While her mind wandered off on a trip down the memory lane, her eyes were unabashedly latched on to the her conditioning husband's easy on the eyes , lean anatomy. He was still engaged in exercising varieties of push ups. Discarding her vexation on him and the reason too, for the same temporarily, she leaned against one of the narrow pillars.. deciding upon having her full of the visionary treat and blessing.

"Take your time Mr.Hubby...

Waise bhi, weekend hain.. there's no rush for college, for either of us.

Just.. take your time, " she smiled mischievously .. slightly nibbling her thumb tip .

At the moment, to not have a care in the world is what she cared about...
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