28-11-2021, 02:45 PM
Such was his ferocity and anger in language that Gupta dare not turn back and left like a dog with tail between its legs.
He went ahead and closed the door and bolted it from inside. Mrs Kapoor was standing close to a high table and looking into the mirror on the wall. The hands were resting on the table and the head position indicated that she had thrown in the towel. It was like she was some prize he had won or worse his slave.
Hitting Gupta was much easy, the moment he had mentioned his father, things went in auto pilot mode. Now proceeding from here was much difficult. He went and stood close to her left side and said nothing. For a few minutes both didn’t flex a muscle. She waited for him and he for her.
Then to break the ice, he went to refrigerator, pulled out a bottle of water, brought two glasses and poured water. Very silently, he then placed the glass before her and asked her to drink. He waited for a few seconds and then said “It would be impolite to drink before a lady does.”
She turned to look at him and gave a weak smile but picked up the glass. That was one positive development he thought. They stood for few more minutes side by side.
The lady was the one to break the silence.
“Ab kya” (now what)
He didn’t know what to say, he managed to say “you know” Another round of 5-7 minutes of deafening silence.
Then he managed to say “Aapki marzi ke khilaaf kuchh nahin hoga” (nothing against your wish). While saying this he brought his right arm around her right shoulder. Due to the deep, sleeveless blouse he was able to touch her skin for the first time. Just like silk he thought. She didn’t flex a muscle. He didn’t know how to interpret this.
He again cleared his throat and said “Ab Gupta nahin aayega” (Now Gupta won’t come)
She nodded her head in the affirmative. Good progress. With this he tightened the grip across the shoulder. She didn’t move.
He went ahead and closed the door and bolted it from inside. Mrs Kapoor was standing close to a high table and looking into the mirror on the wall. The hands were resting on the table and the head position indicated that she had thrown in the towel. It was like she was some prize he had won or worse his slave.
Hitting Gupta was much easy, the moment he had mentioned his father, things went in auto pilot mode. Now proceeding from here was much difficult. He went and stood close to her left side and said nothing. For a few minutes both didn’t flex a muscle. She waited for him and he for her.
Then to break the ice, he went to refrigerator, pulled out a bottle of water, brought two glasses and poured water. Very silently, he then placed the glass before her and asked her to drink. He waited for a few seconds and then said “It would be impolite to drink before a lady does.”
She turned to look at him and gave a weak smile but picked up the glass. That was one positive development he thought. They stood for few more minutes side by side.
The lady was the one to break the silence.
“Ab kya” (now what)
He didn’t know what to say, he managed to say “you know” Another round of 5-7 minutes of deafening silence.
Then he managed to say “Aapki marzi ke khilaaf kuchh nahin hoga” (nothing against your wish). While saying this he brought his right arm around her right shoulder. Due to the deep, sleeveless blouse he was able to touch her skin for the first time. Just like silk he thought. She didn’t flex a muscle. He didn’t know how to interpret this.
He again cleared his throat and said “Ab Gupta nahin aayega” (Now Gupta won’t come)
She nodded her head in the affirmative. Good progress. With this he tightened the grip across the shoulder. She didn’t move.