19-07-2021, 03:02 PM
Hello ji, Myself Komaal Rani Kaur (REENU)
When the telephone rang and I uncertainly lifted but it disconnected as I was lost in thought about impending marriage of my cousin brother.
I was not sure if would be able to attend it or not.
My hubby, who is a computer engineer employed in U. S told me in the morning that due to some pressing engagements his leave has not been sanctioned and hence he could not attend the marriage.
Which meant I had to travel to India and come back to states alone?
I was feeling so desperate to attend it.
My Mousi just had telephoned to remind me on the previous day and had insisted me to attend it. She was sad that her daughter who is my cousin sister named Snigdha (CHEENU) will not be able to attend.
Cheenu had migrated to Canada quite recently and it was not possible for her to come back in a short gap since a lot of money was required as air fare and due to festival seasons heavy rush was for tickets.
So I had to come and pay all the customary rituals, which were necessarily performed during a marriage. These rituals had to be done only by a happily married woman and so I was selected for it. So I had no way to escape.
Another reason was that I was bored with the life in States. My husband was very workaholic and he spent much time sitting in front of computer than attending me. Even if I walked nude before him he would be busy programming in his fucking laptop. I had married an IIT man who was a green card holder too; such a groom happened to be most sought after Mr. Nice guy in India.
My father had to pledge even his life insurance policy to meet the dowry because of it.
My elder sister was married to a government employee in India. At that time my father was not much earning and she was not much educated like me.
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Again phone rang ... i thought it's from mom or from mosi ... to confirm my plan to join the wedding in India
But this time it was Cheenu's husband, I call him Jijaji in respect, {which means elder sister's husband.}
I was expecting my mother' call but when I heard Jijaji's voice I was quite surprised.
He was spending a high amount to call an international phone. ” Oh, Reenu is it you, Are yaar (buddy), I bought a mobile. My first call from the mobile I thought to be with you”, he was so enthusiastic.
“Oh Jeejaji, nice to hear that you own a mobile, I am at your service”, I said.
“Reenu, what type of service you can offer to your Jeejaji?” he was asking in a hilarious voice.
He used to be very cheerful person and he never missed to pat on my buttocks when no one was around.
Even though I was bit troubled about such display of affection, it was true that it excited me when he patted my buttocks. I remembered one time when he had pressed my buttocks and had exclaimed that I was not wearing panties inside. But that is an old story.
“I am calling you first time from my mobile, Reenu. I haven't called even my wife; I am calling you from my office”. He was talking.
“Okay, so tell me what the matter is, how are everybody, how is Cheenu? Thanks for remembering your saali (wife's sister)”. I told
“Cheenu is not here, yaar she has gone to her mother's house”, he said.
“So you are calling me when Cheenu is not there. Now only you remembered about me”, I teasingly asked.
“No dear, Reenu, I think about you quite often, in fact I miss you very much. How is your American life? When are you going to deliver a boy for our family?”
Boy! I was not even pregnant. And for getting pregnant, one need to be doing sex, but my husband was not getting time for anything else than computer programming. But I could not tell it to him,
“Don't tease me Jeejaji, we have just been married, enjoying life for some time, boy or girl later, let me first settle here”, I said.
“Ok, ok then when are you coming for the wedding, everyone is expecting you, is your husband coming?” he asked.
“I will come anyway, but my husband is not coming, he is not getting leave”
“So your husband and my wife are not attending the marriage, that's very nice”, Jeejaji commented. ” Cheenu is away for past two weeks yaar, Jeejajee is now on a fast in her absence, I may take food outside if this goes on”.
He was always speaking in a double meaning, and ladies were fond of him for that. He always spoke like that.
“Don't be naughty Jeejaji, Cheenu will come soon, homely food in not contaminated, but outside food is not like that, always there is a chance of contamination”, I said.
“Don't worry, yaar your Jeeja ji always wears condom to prevent contamination, don't you know?” he said.
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When the telephone rang and I uncertainly lifted but it disconnected as I was lost in thought about impending marriage of my cousin brother.
I was not sure if would be able to attend it or not.
My hubby, who is a computer engineer employed in U. S told me in the morning that due to some pressing engagements his leave has not been sanctioned and hence he could not attend the marriage.
Which meant I had to travel to India and come back to states alone?
I was feeling so desperate to attend it.
My Mousi just had telephoned to remind me on the previous day and had insisted me to attend it. She was sad that her daughter who is my cousin sister named Snigdha (CHEENU) will not be able to attend.
Cheenu had migrated to Canada quite recently and it was not possible for her to come back in a short gap since a lot of money was required as air fare and due to festival seasons heavy rush was for tickets.
So I had to come and pay all the customary rituals, which were necessarily performed during a marriage. These rituals had to be done only by a happily married woman and so I was selected for it. So I had no way to escape.
Another reason was that I was bored with the life in States. My husband was very workaholic and he spent much time sitting in front of computer than attending me. Even if I walked nude before him he would be busy programming in his fucking laptop. I had married an IIT man who was a green card holder too; such a groom happened to be most sought after Mr. Nice guy in India.
My father had to pledge even his life insurance policy to meet the dowry because of it.
My elder sister was married to a government employee in India. At that time my father was not much earning and she was not much educated like me.
##
Again phone rang ... i thought it's from mom or from mosi ... to confirm my plan to join the wedding in India
But this time it was Cheenu's husband, I call him Jijaji in respect, {which means elder sister's husband.}
I was expecting my mother' call but when I heard Jijaji's voice I was quite surprised.
He was spending a high amount to call an international phone. ” Oh, Reenu is it you, Are yaar (buddy), I bought a mobile. My first call from the mobile I thought to be with you”, he was so enthusiastic.
“Oh Jeejaji, nice to hear that you own a mobile, I am at your service”, I said.
“Reenu, what type of service you can offer to your Jeejaji?” he was asking in a hilarious voice.
He used to be very cheerful person and he never missed to pat on my buttocks when no one was around.
Even though I was bit troubled about such display of affection, it was true that it excited me when he patted my buttocks. I remembered one time when he had pressed my buttocks and had exclaimed that I was not wearing panties inside. But that is an old story.
“I am calling you first time from my mobile, Reenu. I haven't called even my wife; I am calling you from my office”. He was talking.
“Okay, so tell me what the matter is, how are everybody, how is Cheenu? Thanks for remembering your saali (wife's sister)”. I told
“Cheenu is not here, yaar she has gone to her mother's house”, he said.
“So you are calling me when Cheenu is not there. Now only you remembered about me”, I teasingly asked.
“No dear, Reenu, I think about you quite often, in fact I miss you very much. How is your American life? When are you going to deliver a boy for our family?”
Boy! I was not even pregnant. And for getting pregnant, one need to be doing sex, but my husband was not getting time for anything else than computer programming. But I could not tell it to him,
“Don't tease me Jeejaji, we have just been married, enjoying life for some time, boy or girl later, let me first settle here”, I said.
“Ok, ok then when are you coming for the wedding, everyone is expecting you, is your husband coming?” he asked.
“I will come anyway, but my husband is not coming, he is not getting leave”
“So your husband and my wife are not attending the marriage, that's very nice”, Jeejaji commented. ” Cheenu is away for past two weeks yaar, Jeejajee is now on a fast in her absence, I may take food outside if this goes on”.
He was always speaking in a double meaning, and ladies were fond of him for that. He always spoke like that.
“Don't be naughty Jeejaji, Cheenu will come soon, homely food in not contaminated, but outside food is not like that, always there is a chance of contamination”, I said.
“Don't worry, yaar your Jeeja ji always wears condom to prevent contamination, don't you know?” he said.
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