The Unwanted Marriage

16. His world

They walked, They rode on horses, They sat, being in each other's arms. A girl ran with her man brimming over with life and laughter.

Karan couldn't suppress the desire of his heart, even though he knew she wasn't ready. Her cute face was making things even harder.

Monami's heart melted by the free spirit of the day was tender she offered him her finger to hold.. Sounds childish but he bent a bit to get hold of her finger that's when she gave him a quick peck on his lips and parted away.

He wasn't ready and was not expecting the kiss. In response he pulled her closer by her waist, she was red to an extent to give competition to a tomato. He smiled and left her.

When she again got hold of his arms this time, she raised her toes and that was a perfect Kiss.

When she did that, shock would be an understatement for him. He wasn't responding, she understood that he wasn't ready she decided to part away when he pulled her more closer and responded deepning the Kiss.

Monami Mahajan 

I and Karan were back from the roundabout which was in full swing. It carried us in a whirling motion , shrieked and cried with dizzy laughter. We both had been intently looking into each other's eyes after we came down.

I noticed Karan's continuous gaze on me. It was like he wasn't here for enjoying but was here to just look at me all the time. 

I saw him looking at my lips...Well, I want to kiss him too. The last time I kissed him, the more I was tempted to do it again. 

He somehow averted his gaze I understood that he was having a hard time controlling himself. I couldn't help but gave a quick peck on his lips.

We both might have never said this to each other but we know how dearly we love each other.

For the past few days, he is taking care of me like anything. He has skipped office days, his work, and much of his Mafia-related stuff.

We just held hands and walked a distance without speaking a single word. I am much happy to be with him.

A shower of young flowers fell upon us we entered the grove. A group of butterflies were bustling about on their gaudy wings, intercepting the flight of a lone black bee in search of sweetness from the flowers.

I heard the chirping of many birds too. I looked upwards in the sky and there were many. 

I bent down to gather the raining petals in my hands when Karan started doing the same. I smiled looking at him he did the same. We picked until our hands were full and threw it up again letting it fall down on us and I started twirling and insisted Karan on doing the same. 

He looked cute, who could say that he was the most dangerous Mafia who is ruthless and harsh.

They kept walking which led them through the mustard fields. It was a flowering mustard field, pale like melting gold as it swept across miles and miles of even land.

" It's beautiful, " I said with my shining eyes.

" Want to walk through it? " Karan asked smiling and I nodded.

As we were on the end of the field we saw footpaths, converging to the whirlpool of the field and I felt at once repelled and fascinated by the confusion of the world I was entering.

A sweetmeat seller said," gulab-jamun, rasgulla, burfi, jalebi. " at the corner of the entrance and my eyes lay at his counter at the foot of architecture of many-colored sweets decorated with the leaves of silver and gold. I stared and my mouth watered. But realization hit me hard. I rubbed my eyes to confirm and yes it was the same dishes.

" We are in Italy right? " I said 

" Yes, we are but recently I got to know that my wifey is much interested in eating Indian sweets. So, here it is! " Karan said and I was thankful for his efforts.

" Have you ever tried Indian sweets? " I asked and he replied saying no.

" Try it today then, it's awesome. " I said and sat on the bench while the seller served us.

The sun started to set while we were had our tummies full with the sweets and not to mention we had dinner too but was all Indian food. Karan tasted a bit of spicy food and I will have to say he is bad at eating spicy things.

" Time to get back home it's getting dark," Karan said.

" Okay! But just tell me what this place is actually? " I asked him.

Karan just made me enter in ( as I was in blindfold) without telling what exactly the place was it had no board or anything by which I could recognize it.

Firstly after enjoying many rides I thought it was fair but there were no people except us and our men. The reason might be Karan. Then we lead to the mustard field and it was obvious that in fair the field couldn't be there. Oh God, I was bewildered.

" This place is for my loved ones..It's a place which I made for myself when I had no place to go when I was alone. This place is wide in miles but every single spot has many of my memories. I don't know what to call it actually a place with many rides, a place with birds, or a place with a field. I don't know what it is " He said and I smiled.

" Thanks for considering me a part of your world Karan. Thank You for today " I said and hugged him tightly.

" You are my only world Monami, " He said and wrapped his around me. 

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Inspired a bit by " The Lost Child "

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