The Unventured Passions

Hearts and Stars

~Taste me until, you can take no more
Let your body lie, and your hands explore
Kiss me until you can taste my heart,
Give your all to me, love me hard. ~

Romanticism had taken over Reality.
And, in the darkness of the night, as Satyakirth sat on the empty street, crutching on his knees and supporting Anirudh's neck in his arms, he too had felt the irresistible thrill of wild romanticism, perhaps for the second time in his life. His eyes were closed, his lips curved in a warm smile, and his heart full with overwhelming silence. He had opened his eyes once, witnessing Anirudh and Bondita share a kiss, and the kiss was such as if their lives depended on it. In that kiss was the sweetness of passion, a million loving thoughts condensed into a moment...
Satya had cleared his throat once again, blushing at it's futile effect on the two souls engrossed into each other.

"Arrhh..." Anirudh had broken the kiss, uttering a slow painful groan.

His pain had stirred Bondita as well.
"Where is it hurting?" She muttered restlessly making Anirudh smile.

"Everywhere!!"

"We should take him from here, Neelmoni's goons might come back."
Satya had spoken clearly for the first time, as Anirudh lifted his eyes to take a good look at the man on whose arms he had laid. His forehead narrowed in a small frown as his gaze intensified on Satya's emarald green orbs.

"I don't know you... But, thank you... Thank you for..."

Satya smiled.
"You know me, Anirudh Babu. We've met before." He slowly helped him to sit upright, making him lean on Bondita's body, as another agonizing grunt escaped Anirudh's lips.

"My suitcase... It's... It's in the car."

Satya's face had tightened at once, at the mention of his concern.
Without wasting a second, he quickly got up and ran towards Anirudh's broken car, toppled on its side.

"Anirudh Babu... There isn't any suitcase." He shouted out the words.

"Ask him to check the backseat for a red file." Anirudh strained his eyes and whispered.

"Check the back seat. Do you see any red file?" Bondita relayed her husband's words louder.

"Noo..!! There's nothing." Satya pulled his body out of the car and walked back towards the seated couple.
"How many men were there?"

"Four." Anirudh breathed the words as Satya stooped down and wrapped Anirudh's left arm around his shoulders, supporting him to stand up on one leg.

"Oh..! I can see only three here, one still unconscious... So a fourth one might have fled with..." He let out a deep sigh and helped Anirudh limp towards Bondita's car.

But, Anirudh was smiling, his thoughts probably racing like a wild race horse, or perhaps like the king of a chessboard, ready to call his 'checkmate'!
"Neelmoni Mukherjee..." He smirked,
"Now let's see how my lovestory saves the night."
His voice was very low, his grin was sinister, as both Bondita and Satya shared a questioning glance with each other.

"Now you lie down inside, quietly... Alright?"
Bondita caressed his head lovingly and Satya made him lay at the backseat, before he turned towards Bondita once again.

"Would you please grab my medicine box ?"
He pointed his finger towards the street as Bondita almost ran to fetch it.

"The other two?" Anirudh murmured first, his eyes closed and face contorted in pain. "What happened to them?"

"They are dead."

Anirudh had looked up at the speaker, as he saw the calm hardened look on Satya's emarald green eyes. 
"I killed them."