Felt and Fell

TWENTY-SIX

Zoya

I was getting ready for the mehendi-sangeet function.
"None of those tacky Bollywood performances..." I remember her words which saved me from having to dance, that too on stage, Although she said and I quote..."that's not a part of our culture, this Bollywood has ruined so much... I want to have my wedding the way it should be done....With all the rituals and customs done properly." Marriage is pious to her and she wanted to start this new phase of her life with everything perfect and appropriate.

It's not like she's against fun, it's just that she believes in our traditions and wants to have an original cultural wedding and we respect that. And that is why we have the mehendi-sangeet function together, seperate from the groom's side.

Although, there's one drawback... and it's entirely personal which is..Adi is mostly away. But then again, not that we'd have been able to attend the wedding hand in hand like a clingy teenage couple.... Still.... I love being attached to him. His touch is all I can think about nowadays.

"Where do you think you're escaping, shortcake?" He had said when I was returning after Dhara's haldi.
Aditya had pulled her, pinning her to a pillar.

"Off to my new guy who won't cry just because I'm away for sometime. It's my bestfriend's wedding afterall, I cannot be petting my baby boyfie all the time." I shrugged, earning a very cocky eyebrow arch from him.

Whenever I tease him, it brings out a lofty amount of overweening assertiveness in him and it is hot.

I find it hot. So damn hot that I want to continuously tease him.

"Baby boyfie?" He says, looking at me as if he would hurtle at me to, grab onto my lips and prove it to me that he's nothing of a baby. But he didn't, instead.. he said.." once this wedding is done, trust me Shortcake... I'd not let you go away from me.. for even a moment."

" Is that so? Should I just leave my job?" I straightened my shoulders and lifted my chin to meet his eyes. "And what about when you have to leave?... should we both just become unemployed after this marriage??"

"No need baby, I'll keep coming back to you and you'd keep coming back to me.... I think we'll manage staying away for a few hours." He said, sounding really concerned but in a mocking way.

"Ooooooouuu..."

"But till then..." He came closer. "I'm always going to steal your time." Saying that, he rubbed some haldi on my right cheek.

I looked at him with wide eyes. What was he doing?

"I heard Abeer's mom saying that haldi symbolises new beginnings...."

"And it also purifies mind...." I said in an attempt to deviate from the overwhelming response his romance got out of me. If I don't joke right now, I am sure I'd get emotional....and I am not sure if I want that right now.

"That....I think both of us would need... Don't you think so??" He said so softly, his lips brushed on my jaw as he spoke.

Yes! We do. We're dirty.
God! Will I ever be able to go back to the purity I once had?

The heat of his breath skirting across my neck made me gasp. The way his palm was skirting on my navel, making its way towards the curve of my waist, was ripping all my innocence off me.