13-02-2019, 11:15 AM
After along time ....here goes
Master-ji: Madam, now that the main portion of your measurement is over, we are left with just a little before we pack up.
Me: What else?
Knock! Knock!
There was a knock at the door and our conversation remained incomplete, as I was naturally busy to cover myself up and get a sari over my scanty dress since there was someone at the door.
Master-ji: Don’t worry Madam I will see who is it.
He went to the door, opened it slightly and I could hear Nirmal’s voice saying “a phone call for Madam”.
Master-ji: Okay, I am sending her.
Nirmal went away saying “Okay” and I went inside the toilet with my petticoat and sari wondering who it could be who has called here - from my residence? Mama-ji? As I was speculating, I got out of my skirt, tied the petticoat at my waist, and wore the sari as quick as possible and went out.
I was adjusting my pallu as I walked down the passage to the ashram office where the telephone was. It was near the guest room and as I entered I saw Nirmal standing there with the phone. The very sight of this dwarfish man and his funny face made me grin.
Me: Who is it?
Nirmal: Your husband Madam.
Me: Oh!
I was overjoyed, pretty much surprised too, hearing that Rajesh had called. I picked up the telephone and went ahead to talk with him.
Me: Hello.
Rajesh: Hello Nitu, it’s me!
Rajesh lovingly calls me ‘Nitu’, a short form from Anita.
Me: How are you? You remembered me after so many days!
I said with mock anger in my voice. Out of reflex action as if I was coiling my pallu in my free hand.
Rajesh: Come on Nitu! You knew that I went to Purangaon and came back only yesterday as per schedule. And from where how could I call you? You know naa…
I remembered that Rajesh was scheduled to go to our native village, Purangaon.
Me: Hmm. Okay. Okay. Don’t create excuses.
Rajesh: Jaan, how are things progressing there?
My heart as if skipped a beat listening to that question and I gulped before replying.
Me: Things are… things are all okay here… I mean treatment is going on.
Rajesh: You must be consuming a lot of herbs as medication?
“Lots of herbs” or “lots of hands” I thought!
Me: Yes err... lots of herbal medicines along with puja, yagya, etc. in which you do not believe at all.
Rajesh: If there is a result, I will start believing, you know. But how are you? I hope no side effects to the medications?
Me: No, no. I am… am fine dear…
“With so many hands groping and cuddling me here…” - I definitely could not verbalize that, but the fact played on at the back of my mind, always.
Rajesh: That’s good to know. Here at home front all is okay, you don’t have to worry.
Me: That’s good to know. You know, Mama-ji came here to meet me!
Rajesh: Yes, yes. I heard that from mom. What did he say?
Me: Nothing in particular, just came here to ask my health and how are things here.
Rajesh: So kind of him.
Yes, very kind… the way he kissed my forehead, traced my bra over my shoulder, made me touch my boobs to his chest, and the smack on my ass over my sari… I instantly remembered everything. Very ‘kind’ or very ‘cunning’!
Me: Hmm.
Rajesh: Hey Nitu. Is there anyone around?
I was a bit surprised at this question from Rajesh. I looked around and saw there was no one in the office room. Nirmal had gone away giving me the telephone and at this hour there was also no visitor for Guru-ji also.
Me: No, I am all alone in the office room. But, why do you ask that?
Rajesh: Umm. Jaan, I am missing you… on bed.
There was a change in his voice instantaneously. He said the last two words almost in a whispering tone. In fact, I have had the initial physical charge up from Deepak’s touches over my naked thighs and my bottoms a few minutes ago and now with my husband’s loving tone, I started melting.
Me: Umm. Me too.
I could not curb my emotions.
Rajesh: Hey, kiss me once naa?
Me: This is ashram dear, you should not be…
Rajesh: Uff! Shut up! Just kiss me once. Don’t you miss my lips Nitu?
Me: Hmm. I miss you ssoooooooo very much!
Rajesh: By the way, are you wearing a sari now?
Me: Why do you ask that?
Rajesh: Actually then I have to open your blouse…
Me: You. You naughty.
Rajesh: Hey. Nitu…
Me: W-h-a-t?
Master-ji: Madam, now that the main portion of your measurement is over, we are left with just a little before we pack up.
Me: What else?
Knock! Knock!
There was a knock at the door and our conversation remained incomplete, as I was naturally busy to cover myself up and get a sari over my scanty dress since there was someone at the door.
Master-ji: Don’t worry Madam I will see who is it.
He went to the door, opened it slightly and I could hear Nirmal’s voice saying “a phone call for Madam”.
Master-ji: Okay, I am sending her.
Nirmal went away saying “Okay” and I went inside the toilet with my petticoat and sari wondering who it could be who has called here - from my residence? Mama-ji? As I was speculating, I got out of my skirt, tied the petticoat at my waist, and wore the sari as quick as possible and went out.
I was adjusting my pallu as I walked down the passage to the ashram office where the telephone was. It was near the guest room and as I entered I saw Nirmal standing there with the phone. The very sight of this dwarfish man and his funny face made me grin.
Me: Who is it?
Nirmal: Your husband Madam.
Me: Oh!
I was overjoyed, pretty much surprised too, hearing that Rajesh had called. I picked up the telephone and went ahead to talk with him.
Me: Hello.
Rajesh: Hello Nitu, it’s me!
Rajesh lovingly calls me ‘Nitu’, a short form from Anita.
Me: How are you? You remembered me after so many days!
I said with mock anger in my voice. Out of reflex action as if I was coiling my pallu in my free hand.
Rajesh: Come on Nitu! You knew that I went to Purangaon and came back only yesterday as per schedule. And from where how could I call you? You know naa…
I remembered that Rajesh was scheduled to go to our native village, Purangaon.
Me: Hmm. Okay. Okay. Don’t create excuses.
Rajesh: Jaan, how are things progressing there?
My heart as if skipped a beat listening to that question and I gulped before replying.
Me: Things are… things are all okay here… I mean treatment is going on.
Rajesh: You must be consuming a lot of herbs as medication?
“Lots of herbs” or “lots of hands” I thought!
Me: Yes err... lots of herbal medicines along with puja, yagya, etc. in which you do not believe at all.
Rajesh: If there is a result, I will start believing, you know. But how are you? I hope no side effects to the medications?
Me: No, no. I am… am fine dear…
“With so many hands groping and cuddling me here…” - I definitely could not verbalize that, but the fact played on at the back of my mind, always.
Rajesh: That’s good to know. Here at home front all is okay, you don’t have to worry.
Me: That’s good to know. You know, Mama-ji came here to meet me!
Rajesh: Yes, yes. I heard that from mom. What did he say?
Me: Nothing in particular, just came here to ask my health and how are things here.
Rajesh: So kind of him.
Yes, very kind… the way he kissed my forehead, traced my bra over my shoulder, made me touch my boobs to his chest, and the smack on my ass over my sari… I instantly remembered everything. Very ‘kind’ or very ‘cunning’!
Me: Hmm.
Rajesh: Hey Nitu. Is there anyone around?
I was a bit surprised at this question from Rajesh. I looked around and saw there was no one in the office room. Nirmal had gone away giving me the telephone and at this hour there was also no visitor for Guru-ji also.
Me: No, I am all alone in the office room. But, why do you ask that?
Rajesh: Umm. Jaan, I am missing you… on bed.
There was a change in his voice instantaneously. He said the last two words almost in a whispering tone. In fact, I have had the initial physical charge up from Deepak’s touches over my naked thighs and my bottoms a few minutes ago and now with my husband’s loving tone, I started melting.
Me: Umm. Me too.
I could not curb my emotions.
Rajesh: Hey, kiss me once naa?
Me: This is ashram dear, you should not be…
Rajesh: Uff! Shut up! Just kiss me once. Don’t you miss my lips Nitu?
Me: Hmm. I miss you ssoooooooo very much!
Rajesh: By the way, are you wearing a sari now?
Me: Why do you ask that?
Rajesh: Actually then I have to open your blouse…
Me: You. You naughty.
Rajesh: Hey. Nitu…
Me: W-h-a-t?
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