Embarrassed

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Navratri was on and I had done a fast of 9 days on dadi's insistence. It wasn't the fast that had bothered me, not really. I could do with out the food. But according to dadi while fasting I had to maintain 2 feet distance from Kartik.



It had our nerves on since the day of mention of this fast. She said it was important to stay away from him and complete this fast, as this was the ritual the eldest daughter in law of the family, that is me had to complete.



I had agreed of course. More like I had too, as it was called as a ritual, and seeing she offers me quite a few leeway this does seem a very small duty for her satisfaction.



Fast in itself was difficult, but maintaining distance from him? I cannot even describe what it does to me. Seeing him wanting to get close and yet control himself. We weren't allowed to get intimate, that's what dadi meant, but we actually went ahead and maintained huge distance. More because we knew we wouldn't even realise when we cross the lines. And after so many months of marriage we have forgotten what it is to stay apart.



So the past 9 days have been a time when I have been avoiding seeing him, well trying to any way. But I often found myself stealing glances. I often caught him looking at me when he thought I wasn't looking. I caught myself day dreaming about dusshera as that was the day my fast broke, and we could come closer.



I remember the day I had told him about this fast.



He was busy working, checking some file of Goenka diamonds. The frown on his forehead which I knew will only grow after I finish with whatever I had to tell him.



I went up to him and put my hand on his shoulder. He leaned into me a bit and said, "I'm busy jaan right now, let me finish this up first."



"No Kartik we have to talk right now." I insisted and my tone did grab his attention.



"What is it? Is everything alright?" he asked concerned, grabbing my hand in the process, drawing small circles on it to cool me down.



"Actually Kartik, umm. I.. umm I wanted to tell you that.. that.." I blabbered.



"What is it Jaan? What has you so worried love?" he said that caressing my face, trying to decipher the reason of my distress.



"Jaan. I'm keeping Navratri fasts." I said like it meant everything.



"That's all! Well if you don't want to you can always deny. I anyway do not want you to go hungry. You are so slim already you might disappear after fast" he said.



"No kartik it's not the fasts that has me worked up. I have anyways agreed for this." I said.



"So what is it??" he probed.



"Wecan'tcomeclosetoeachothertilldusshera" I said in one breath.



"What?? I didn't understand. Let's do this again, slowly this time." He said.



"Kartik I was saying, that we cannot come CLOSE TO each other till Dusshera." I said slowly stressing on close, so that there was no doubt as to what I meant.



He looked at me like I had grown an extra head. He just started at me mouth open, eyes blinking bewildered in general.



"Kartik!" I shouted.



"I'm dreaming amn't I?" he asked.



I so wished he was but "no"



"So let's get this clear, you mean we cannot touch each other for the next 10 days" he asked.



"Yes." I replied.



"And you mean to say that you agreed to this?" he asked again



"Yes kartik I have already agreed to this." I replied patiently.



"Why would you???" he asked and walked out of the room.



So it hadn't really gone well that day, and my fasts began the next day. We avoided each other on principle. Because anyway when anyone of us was angry with another it's difficult to not go close. Now we had to maintain the distance for almost 10 days.



But it was almost done. Tomorrow was Dusshera after the puja is done I can break my fast and.... well possibilities had butterflies running in my stomach



Kartik had also given up on his anger and if lingering glances he gave me meant anything. I went to my room to sleep.



Next morning after finishing my pooja and thanking the Lord to give me the energy to sustain through the fasts, and asking for blessings on me, my Kartik and my family.



Wishing everyone happy dusshera and taking blessings from them we began our new year with the destruction of bad, evil and sins.



When everyone was busy in the night watching the burning of statue of raavan kartik pulled me with him to our room.



We knew no one would be coming in for quite some time. He picked me up and kissed me a bit roughly to begin with, his frustration pretty clear.



I didn't realise when he picked me up in the way, but by the time we reached the room it was pure passion. Soon we were left howling our lungs out for air, but suddenly the air didn't seem so important. Running our hands over each other, feeling each other assuring ourselves that yes we are close to each other was more important that breathing.



"Do you even know how much have I missed you?" he mumbled at my lips.



"just as much I have." I replied.



We were already at each others clothes when he kept me down on my feet for ease, and once that was done pushed me to the bed, jumping in himself too. Just then we heard a crack.



And as if on cue, we dipped down, as if the cracking wasn't enough to startle us, we were now falling down? From our beds what the he'll had happened??



He being the first to react extracted himself from the dip of bed, with tad bit of difficulty and tried pulling me out as well.



Once out and safe, we looked at each other bewildered! And then we looked at our poor bed, oh my dear God were we that bad. We both started laughing like crazy in that minute.



It continued till our tummies were hurting. That was when we realised, how would we explain this to people?? We turned to the colour of tomato imagining people's reaction to it.



Authors notes-



Heyya. Well I know this isn't torn, it's just a OS. But well you like surprises don't you.



And this has been written on special request by a very dear friend I hope you like it sweets😘😘



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