Hidimba-The forest maiden

9

'SSh wake up you sleepy head' I said waking the sleeping Bheema . He slept like there would not be a new day'

'What happened Hidimba ?' he asked

'Come with me'

'Its raining' he said looking out from his hut. Indeed, it was. Elders thought us that rain happened because of sky God's emotions. Though a God he still could not resists his feeling. He used to cry with sorrow when he lost his sons , the clouds. And cry when his daughters gave birth to his grandchildren ,the birds. He used to cry and tears fell to the mortal world. Quenching her thirst. Burning her skin with sensuous love.

'Yes, I know. But you need to come with me'

'Alright'

I took him to a small cave. Where primroses bloomed entwined with Orchids. There were beautiful carnations at its mouth welcoming everyone to its abode .

'Where are you taking me' he said. By now his angavastram was drenched with water. Coarse cloth sticking to his broad muscled shoulders. And water dripped his long dark hair which he habitually pulled back. His sole view gave butterflies to my stomach.

'Just come' I said suppressing my hidden desire

Out of the cave we saw the beauty of the gods. With blooming red hibiscuses making love with Ganges primroses on the great grey rocks. Lush green trees guarded our way to the beautiful pond where pink and blue lotuses bloomed.

I had jasmines braided in my hair with I clumsily loosened. With my big round eyes rimmed with kohl and lips red with carmine. I knew I looked beautiful. Staying with him made me feel beautiful.

'Beautiful' words escaped Bheema's mouth

'I know just like heaven, Gods own heaven.'

'I did not mean the place' mischief dripped from every word that escaped his mouth

I started dancing it was the dance of joy the dance of finding love. Each movement of my hands, legs, breast felt like it had life of its own. My coarse saree stuck  lovingly to my voluptuous breasts. I felt happy and lost until big hands gripped my waist a little too tight. The hands seized my movement and kissed me sensually

What do you dream o love in the wakeness of the night?

What do you see o love in the shower of the light?

Do you tell me touching you?

Healing you from your every pain

Yes, my body aches your name