Anupama - Maan Love.

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"You'll stop from today onwards".

I could not grasp what my mouth said after that with the heat and steam in this room.

"Yes...I will, please... please let me rest for a bit". I huff and pant.

He continues and I have learnt my lesson. What else should i do to apologies. He pushes more and more and I feel my stomach tightening in knots, he holds on to my arms and stares straight in my face.

"Say it". He brushes off sweat from my face with his finger. He snoops his index in my hair caressing it until the grasp got too tight as he pulls and collects my hair to the back of my head.

"Ouch... I can't take it anymore. Please stop. Anuj!".

It fell on deaf ears. I stare right back at him. If I want this to stop I'll tell it to his face. Be brave Anu. You'll stop eating chocolate as if it's your last from today onwards. He furrows his eyebrows as soon as my face straightens up.

"I promise I'll stop eating chocolate as if it were my last Anuj, now switch off  the machine. I can't move my legs anymore".

"You promise. He lowers the speed. Pinky promise?".

"I... swear". As I run out of breath. He stops it completely and I lie straight on the floor heavy breathing, sweaty, am I supposed to feel like Kim Kardashian all of a sudden? That was completely unnecessary.

"How do you feel". He kneels in front of me, with his knees not on the floor. The kind of kneeling stars in action movies outdo when they pick up a piece of debris from the floor of a bombed room. That one.

"Get up". He commands.

"Was this necessary? You dragged me out of my comfy bed".

Literally.

"For this?" I continue. "Hayy... Anuj, spare me please". I plead and rested my body to the cold tiling. Ahh that feels good. I smile to myself as my body feels like finding water in a desert under the scorching heat. I reflect on how much I have been indulging in his habit, his habit being anything chocolatey. I was worried that is all. I will pick up weight for sure after this but it was necessary

"That is what you get for finishing a whole slab of chocolate this morning and evening. A whole hour of this". He points at the cycling machine.

If you haven't caught up, we are in the villa in Goa we booked for this week.
Only three days left till we go back I already feel like leaving if im gonna be forced onto the cycling machine for eating chocolate but surpassing that urge is how much love, both literal and figuratively i have been feeling, seeing and hearing whispered in my ears. Love, love, love. But now I need to shower and look good for whatever is a surprise of today. I wish I could fly! To the bathroom, carry me my legs.

Day one of the week:

"Wow. This looks beautiful. You made it?"

"No Anu I did not. I bought it from a vendor near our house. He needed money so I thought I should buy you this beaded bracelet and at the same time do a good deed"

"So thoughtful. Look I'm wearing it. Do you love it?". I wave it in his face.

"No. I love you". He holds my hand in his.

"Love us both then". I playfully say. He is seated on the bed resting on the head board. His one leg on the bed, the other dangling to the side. I am by his resting leg on the bed on my knees unpacking our stuffed suitcases. He packed for me and all these sarees?? I probably won't even use any but we'll buy the rest of any clothes tomorrow. I have rapped my wet hair in a clean, white towel. He holds and sofly pulls my arm closer to him. He has taken off his glasses.