Adultery Awaited desires - Completed

[Haran000]

15. Krishnakavyam

The tail end of February carried a faint chill, yet a mischievous idea sparked in my mind as my sister-in-law, Sandhya, asked for a ride to her aunt's house in Karimnagar. What if this trip became a pretext for her to stay with me instead?

Sandhya, vedh and me, we set off on the bike. First, a quick stop at Vedh's kindergarten to drop him off, then we were on the open road, heading for Karimnagar.

"Vadina, should we stop somewhere on the way back?" I ventured, the idea still brewing.

"Why?" she asked, a hint of curiosity in her voice.

"I'll ask Abhi; he'll give us the key to his shop's upper portion," I said, trying to sound casual.

"Will he?" Sandhya's eyebrows raised slightly.

"Is that okay with you?" I pressed, my heart thrumming.

"But..." she began, a hesitation I recognized.

"Tell me, Vadina?" I urged softly.

"It'll delay going home," she finally admitted.

"Leave your aunt's house an hour early. I'll also come early today," I quickly countered, trying to make it sound appealing.

I dropped Sandhya near Mohan uncle's house in Ashok Nagar. Her aunt greeted us warmly, inviting me inside, but a wave of hesitation washed over me, and I politely declined.

Back at college, the Physics Department was abuzz. A renowned Telugu scientist was giving a seminar in the auditorium, drawing students from both our Physics classes. Some, naturally, weren't interested and skipped it, but surprisingly, students from other departments also showed up, filling the hall to capacity.

The auditorium was plunged into darkness, save for the faint glow of the projector as the scientist presented his work. Abhi, Kavya, Manjusha, and I stood in a row, our forms barely discernible in the dim light.

Kavya, radiant in a yellow churidar, her face illuminated by the projector's soft light, stood directly in front of me. I found myself caught in a dilemma: should I listen to the speaker, or simply lose myself in gazing at Kavya?

Just then, an empty seat appeared in the second row. Kavya and I moved towards it simultaneously. My longer legs gave me an advantage, and I settled into the seat first. I chuckled, earning a playful pout from her.

A couple of minutes later, she leaned into me, resting her head on my lap. "Get up," I whispered softly, my voice barely audible.

"Let me sit on you," Kavya murmured, already making herself comfortable.

I widened my thighs, allowing her to settle onto my left thigh, her back resting against my lap. The moment her head nestled under my neck, a wave of sensations washed over me: the delicate fragrance of her hair, the soft brush of her dupatta against my t-shirt, and the gentle pressure of her ear against my neck. My lips were now directly in front of her forehead.

"How long will he speak?" Kavya asked, her voice a sleepy drone.

"Maybe an hour," I replied, my gaze fixed on her.

She remained, her head still resting under my neck. I looked down. Her eyes were closed, and she was sleeping peacefully in my lap, like a contented puppy. "Hey, are you going to sleep?" I whispered.

"Hmm… what do I gain by listening to that?" she mumbled, half-asleep.

"Then why did you come?" I couldn't help but ask.

"What would I do outside without you?" she replied, her hand reaching up to gently stroke my chest. A strange warmth spread through me. The AC in the auditorium felt hot and stuffy. I shifted, leaning back in the chair, letting Kavya lie more comfortably on me. Her forelocks fell across her face, and I tenderly tucked them behind her ear, mesmerized by the almost golden-white moonlight that seemed to emanate from her.

In a sleepy haze, Kavya mumbled, "What perfume do you use, ra? It smells so good."

I chuckled to myself. She wasn't paying any attention to me. I gently placed my hand on her waist, adjusting her to sit properly. How soft her waist was! I longed to hold her directly, without the barrier of her dress. Kavya remained silent. The tall person sitting in front of me provided a convenient screen. I continued to gaze at Kavya: her small, pointed nose, strawberry lips, and rosy cheeks. Her dupatta had slipped past her neck, revealing a faint glimpse of her cleavage in the shadow of her dress's neckline, and my desire grew.

I lowered my head, rubbing my nose against hers. Her warm breath fell on my lips, and my mind screamed at me to kiss those strawberry lips. Should I? Or shouldn't I? No, it's wrong. 

I reluctantly gave up and looked forward at the projector.

A little later, she stirred slightly. The soft pressure of her thighs against mine once again ignited my desire. I bent my face, inhaling the scent of her hair, my nose near her ear, savoring the fragrance.

"I'll break your nose," she mumbled, her voice muffled.

Ush… does she see everything? "What?" I asked, feigning ignorance.

"Shut up, you idiot. You're smelling me like a dog, you mad dog," she said, a hint of amusement in her voice.

Why did she say that? 

I hadn't done anything, just sat there with her in my lap. The seminar ended, but I hadn't understood or heard a single thing, all because of Kavya. We stepped outside.

Our campus and Meenakshi's campus were quite close, though the main administration block was a bit of a walk. Classes were winding down, with semesters just a few days away, and lab practicals were in full swing. We walked along, an awkward silence hanging between us. Something always happened to me when Kavya walked beside me; I found it impossible to look directly at her.

"Should I tell Meenu today?" Abhi asked, breaking the silence.

"Definitely?" I replied, a question in my voice.

"Yes, definitely," he affirmed.

"Just tell her, ra," Kavya chimed in, a teasing note in her voice. "This has been your struggle for a month. As if you're the only one in love on Earth. You sing the same song to us every day."

My blabbermouth will get me killed. "So, Kavya, you're in love too?" I blurted out.

She slapped my cheek hard. "Ouch... my cheek is broken, I wish I'd worn a mask."

"Shut up, you," she snapped.

You should have seen Abhi's face; he was a mixture of shock and fear. "Mama, if Meenu slaps like this, what will happen, ra?" he whispered, wide-eyed.

"She's not like me. Go, go and do your work. You two are useless people I found..." Kavya said, her gaze fixed on me with an angry glint.

Abhi pulled out his phone and called Meenu.

"Put it on speaker," I urged.

"Meenu..." Abhi began.

"Hello, Abhi..." Minu's voice came through the speaker.

"Can you come to the administration block for a moment?" Abhi asked, looking at me for approval.

"Not here," I interjected. "Tell her to come to the ground park behind. No one will be there now.”

"No, no..." Abhi stammered, correcting himself. "Can you come near the park?"

"Why now?" Meenu sounded surprised.

"Come once, I'll tell you," Abhi said, his voice laced with nervousness.

"Okay, I'll come in ten minutes."

The three of us made our way to the park next to the ground. Kavya and I quickly hid behind a tree while Abhi stood waiting for Meenakshi.

"You're telling him to propose her, but when will you tell?" Kavya asked, her voice quiet.

What is this she just said? No, something is wrong. "What am I supposed to tell?" I asked, feigning innocence.

"The same thing to Manjusha?" she replied, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

I was annoyed. I was dying trying not to tell her, and she's teasing me about that short girl in between. "Oh, go away. What love do I have with her? No."

She laughed. "Why are you so annoyed, ra? I just said it for fun."

Meenakshi arrived. Abhi, nervously rubbing his fingers, turned back and looked at us.

Kavya discreetly signaled him to look at Meenu.

"Why did you ask me to come?" Meenu asked, a hint of impatience in her voice.

"Uh... uh..." Abhi stammered.

"Oh, uh, uh... How long will you tremble like this?" Meenu said, clearly annoyed.

"We see each other every day, right? I'm in a good mood, can’t we do it?" Abhi blurted out, exactly as I had instructed him.

Haha... Meenu's face registered a mix of annoyance and confusion. She looked at him, not understanding what he was saying. "Do what?" she asked.

"Let's have sex, Meenu. Please understand, I can't sleep at night," Abhi continued, following my script.

"Then take sleeping pills," Meenu retorted, as expected.

"You'll give them?" Abhi asked.

"Why should I give them?"

Hold her hands... I mouthed to Abhi. He complied, taking Meenu's hands in his.

"You... I asked a doctor I know. He said if you kiss me, I'll sleep."

Meenakshi stiffened.

"Hey, what did you tell him, ra?" Kavya whispered, nudging me. "If it goes wrong, her hands are stronger than mine. She'll knock his teeth out."

"Oh, what else should I say?" I whispered back. "Something will be known today, wait."

Meenaxi lowered her head.

"Yes, success... It's done." I whispered triumphantly.

"What's done, ra?" Kavya asked, perplexed.

"Will you give it?" Abhi asked, pulling Meenaxi closer, his arm circling her waist.

"Will a kiss really make you sleep, or should I do something else?" Meenaxi asked, raising her eyelids and looking at Abhi shyly.

Abhiram and Krishna (at a time) : "It's up to you. Kiss me every day. I want it every day. Understand. I fell for you the moment I saw you. Even knowing you like me, why do you want me to tell you?"

Kavya turned her neck, looking at me in surprise, I repeated Abhiram’s words. I quickly turned my gaze back to Abhi and Meenu. Meenu hugged Abhi, and he hugged her back. Meenaxi mumbled something, which I think was "I love you." They both looked into each other's eyes lovingly. Abhi bent his face and kissed Minu's lips. I instinctively placed my right hand over Kavya's eyes, closing them, but she pushed my hand away.

"Oh, let me watch," Kavya exclaimed. "I've never seen a live kiss before."

We continued watching. They were smacking their lips, Abhi holding Meenaxi's waist, and she was gently kissing his lower lip. They broke the kiss, and he kissed her neck. I took Kavya's hand.

"Come on, let's go," I urged.

"Hey, wait, let's watch," Kavya protested.

"Give them some privacy," I said, trying to pull her away.

"It's fine, wait."

He was pinching Meenaxi all over in the name of kissing. Oh God, think about it, what if someone comes? "This guy and his impatience," I muttered.

I was about to go forward and stop them, but Kavya held my hand and pulled me back. 

"Wait, Krishna."

They both kissed again. Kavya was watching them like a kid watching a porn video for the first time.

"Hey, close your eyes, you're a girl," I chided playfully.

"Oh, go away, ra," she scoffed.

I laughed and was about to put my hands over Kavya's face when I tripped over a stone and fell. She laughed loudly. They saw us.

"Come on, let's go," Kavya said, pulling me up. "You useless guy, you disturbed them."

We both ran a short distance.

"I told him to propose, and he's kissing her on the road, damn his lust," I muttered, exasperated.

"Okay, see you tomorrow. I'm going home," Kavya said.

"Wait, let him come, we'll go together."

We both went to our Physics block; our bags were still in the classroom.

"Can I ask you something, Krishna?" Kavya asked, her voice thoughtful.

"Ask," I replied, my curiosity piqued.

"Have you seen all the campuses, didn't you see any other beautiful girl besides Meenu?"

"Uh-huh... No."

"Hmm... That means you won't fall in love anymore. You'll just say yes after seeing a girl in an arranged marriage, then."

"May be..."

"Then..." Just as she was about to say something more, Mahesh, sitting on his bike under a tree, called out, "Hey Harikrishna... come here."

"He hasn't called us lately. Why is he calling today?" Kavya wondered aloud.

"I don't know, let's go see. He'll stir up something," I replied, a sense of unease settling in.

"Don't get angry, okay?" Kavya cautioned.

"If he says anything to you, I will break his jaw," I vowed, a protective instinct rising within me.

Kavya put on her mask. I went and stood in front of Mahesh. "Namaste Mahesh bro. What happened bro, you haven't been around lately."

"Hi, sir," Kavya greeted him.

Karthik, who was with Mahesh, chimed in, "Oh Harikrishna, do you know any poems, stories, or tales?"

"Uh, sometimes I read stories, bro," I replied, unsure where this was going.

Mahesh grabbed my shoulders. "Now you have to recite a poem. Our Srujan is writing a story. You have to recite a poem for a scene in that story."

"That, bro..." I started, a sudden dread washing over me.

"Listen completely first. If what you say is good, I'll let it go. Srujan will use it. If not, Kavya will have to give me a kiss." He looked at Kavya, a smirk playing on his lips. "What, Kavya baby, okay?"

Kavya looked down anxiously, her body tensing.

"Brother, to say it like that right now..." I protested, trying to buy time.

"I don't know all that, say it, I should like it, go. Otherwise, Kavya will kiss me."

What was he doing today, setting this up? I could fight, but there's an opportunity here. If I tried a little, I could recite a poem. Mahesh moved closer to Kavya.

"Take off your mask, Kavya," Mahesh ordered.

"Why?" she asked, a tremor in her voice.

"He won't be able to say it anyway. I need to kiss your lips, right?"

"No..." Kavya protested, her voice barely a whisper.

"The agreement is made, Kavya, you can't say no now," Mahesh said, his smirk widening.

What should I say? What's the theme? "Srujan bro, what should I say it for?" I asked, desperately trying to get some direction.

"A boy gets a breakup from a girl. He gets very emotionally depressed because of it," Srujan explained.

"Ha..."

What should I say? Breakup means he will remember the girl a lot and be sad. I looked at Kavya. She looked at me. Those eyes, those glances… they came to mind.

"Srujan bro, write it down," I said, a sudden inspiration striking me.

"A world without your glances showed darkness to my eyes."

Then, those words.

"Time without hearing your words brought forth words to my pen."

"Wow... say it, awesome," Srujan exclaimed.

Mahesh stopped. He came closer to me. More, more... I need to go closer to Kavya. Yes.

"The path leading to you became the course of my journey."

"Say the whole thing still. It should be good," Srujan urged.

"Give me five minutes, brother, I need to think," I requested.

Kavya came close to me. "Kavya, you go and get my bag too."

"Kavya, wait, it has to be over, and I have to like it," Mahesh interjected.

Kavya... Kavya...

"Your name, which remains as your memory, gave life to my love."

"It's a little odd. It's okay, say it," Srujan commented.

"Hmm..."

I thought for five... six minutes.

"Srujan bro, write it down... because if I have to say what I've already said again, I might forget."

"Okay, you say it..." Srujan replied, getting ready to write.

I took a deep breath, looked at Kavya, and blinked none.

“A world without your glances 

showed darkness to my eyes.

 Time without hearing your words 

brought forth words to my pen.

 The path leading to you became 

the course of my journey.

 The whispers of your thoughts have 

become the song of my memories.

 Your name, which remains as your memory, 

gave life to my love.

 You broke my heart into pieces and 

painted sorrow as colors.

 You chained my mind with scars and 

cast me into a hellish prison.”

Mahesh stepped back, his smirk gone.

"Super, ra.... It's good, Hari... You said it super," Srujan praised, his voice filled with admiration.

Mahesh went silent after Srujan's praise. As I took Kavya's hand to walk away, he stopped us again.

"Kavya, you go. You wait, ra," he said, signaling her to leave.

I reluctantly let go of Kavya's hand. As she left, she looked back at me, signaling me to come quickly.

"Hey, are you two lovers?" Mahesh blurted out, a direct question that caught me off guard. I shook my head awkwardly.

"No, brother... I mean... from my side."

Mahesh laughed. "Kavya is very cute, isn't she?"

"Hmm..." I mumbled, my cheeks growing warm.

"Srujan, are you done?" Mahesh asked.

"I'm done, shall we go?" Srujan replied.

"Krishna... It was just for fun, ra," Mahesh said, his tone softening. "Putting hands on her, asking like that. It might seem a bit vulgar, but I didn't mean anything by it."

I nodded, listening silently.

"Don't miss out on Kavya. We all think you two are lovers. Make it true. Go....."

Is this talk going around? Really? I silently left from there and went to class. Kavya was waiting for me outside the classroom. Abhi also came behind me and hugged me.

"Mama, did you see? It's done, I told her, she kissed me. Now it's your turn." Just then, he must have seen Kavya, and his mouth stopped mid-sentence. Clearing his throat, Abhi continued, "Okay... I agreed to drop Meenu home. I'll go."

He looked at me and Kavya once more.

"Okay... Bye," Kavya said.

"Bye... Bye, Hari..." Abhi said, quickly making his exit.

Just then, our Solid State Physics sir, peenu sir—oh, excuse me, Srinivas sir—came walking by.

"Kavya..." Srinu Sir addressed her.

"Good afternoon, sir," Kavya replied politely.

"Kavya, what is this, your score is very low. You already failed one subject. Lab attendance is three percent."

Our class was divided into three batches for the lab. Kavya was in Batch Z, and I was in Batch X. But I thought she had been attending the lab all these days.

"Harikrishna... you two are friends, right? You should tell Kavya something."

"Okay, sir," I replied.

"Many people don't come to college and just act like they've written the exams or not. It's fine if they don't get marks. You come every day, how can you skip lab like this, Kavya? Please take care of it," Sir said before walking away.

"You didn't go to the lab?" I asked Kavya, genuinely surprised.

"I didn't."

"Why?"

"I didn't feel like going, so I didn't," Kavya said, her voice flat.

"Then why didn't you tell me?" I retorted, a hint of exasperation in my tone.

"Oh, what happened now? Let's just go," she sighed. "I've already failed anyway. If this also goes, I'll just stay home."

I offered no response. It was a truth I knew well: those who truly desired to learn needed no prompting. And for those who lacked the inclination, no amount of urging would make a difference.

As we passed our campus gates, her hand found mine. "Stop," Kavya commanded, her voice laced with a sulky, pampered pout.

"What?" I asked, turning to her.

"Come here…" She tugged my hand, leading me towards the quiet side garden. "Did you break up with anyone?"

I blinked, momentarily taken aback. My mind, still fixated on her academic woes, had expected a plea for help with her studies. "No. Why do you ask?"

"Because you said it with so much feeling."

"What feeling, I don't know," I mumbled, a knot of tension forming in my stomach. "But when they asked like that, it just came out."

"Hmm…" she hummed, a soft, unreadable sound.

"Hmm, shall we go?" I prodded.

The pout returned, more pronounced this time. "Hey, I feel like I'll fail again. Can you teach me everything?"

Ah, there it was. The real reason. A wave of mischievousness washed over me, and I found myself wanting to savor this moment, this pout, just a little longer. "You didn't study from the beginning," I said, a smirk playing on my lips. "What's the use of me teaching you now. Study…" My smile was arrogant, deliberately so.

"So arrogant. Go…" She wrinkled her nose in mock anger, turning away from me. "I'll study myself and pass, you good-for-nothing." With that, she stomped off.

She hadn't even gone to the lab. How could she possibly pass? "Hey, stop!" I called after her. "You don't have the guts. I'll tell you."

"Oh, go away…" she retorted, swaying her hips with exaggerated indignation. "You're such a topper, what would you tell to inferior people like me?" She continued to walk away, a defiant hussy.

"Stop, Kavya…."

"No need."

"Tomorrow, if the kids ask, 'Mommy, why did you fail?', and if you say 'Daddy didn't teach me the doubts,' I'll punch you on that pout, you silly chicken!"

What the…f… My loose tongue, it just wouldn't stay in check.

Her walking stopped. She wouldn't come back and strangle me again, would she…? I watched, captivated, as Kavya brought her right hand to her mouth, her back shaking. Was she laughing? Did she think what I said was a joke?

"You pervert, you've already gone to having kids?" she finally burst out, a ripple of laughter in her voice.

Phew…. It was settled. Relief washed over me. I walked forward, wrapping my arms around her from behind. She was so warm, so soft, like a fragrant rose. "I forgot," I whispered, burying my face in her hair. "There's a Suhagraath in between, right?"

"Chee you rascal…." She blushed, a shy smile gracing her lips. "Let go, Krishna."

I released her.

"I can't kiss. I'm shy. Bye…." And with that, she ran off.

"Hey, stop…."

"See you tomorrow. Bye…"

"On the bike…." No, let it be. I had to pick up Sandhya. I should definitely tell her about this.

My phone vibrated. It was Abhi.

"Hari… It's not possible today."

Why was he bailing on me like this? "Why, man?"

"Meenakshi and I are here."

"Dude, wasn't it an hour ago you proposed?"

"It's been an hour, man."

"Dude, the hero's performance should be more here, I should have more lust."

"These days even supporting characters get a lot of hype, buddy. Sorry. Ask some other time."

"Hey, you lustful dog. How could you bail on me like this? I won't get another chance."

"You'll get it, buddy. There's still time." He hung up.

With no other option, I decided to head to Mohan Uncle's house in Ashok Nagar. As I was making a U-turn near the Ashok Nagar bus stop, I saw Kavya getting off the bus. She wasn't looking at me. It was better that way, otherwise she'd ask what I was doing here. I sped up, went to Mohan Uncle's house, picked up my sister-in-law, and headed home. As I turned a corner, I craned my neck and saw a big board to the right. "**** Kalyana Mandapam". No, no…. It couldn't have been that.


I turned left, and then in the right mirror of the bike, Kavya was coming from the lane to the right. Kavya had said her house was also in Ashok Nagar, right? Her house must be somewhere around here. Never mind, I could look for it another time.

We reached home. The opportunity I lost in the evening came to me at night. That's the story. Then, there were more musical moments with my sister-in-law at home.

Two days later, I approached Murali Sir about Kavya's physics lab attendance. Sir, ever pragmatic, offered a solution: "Make fake entries for Kavya, meaning to adjust the equipment superficially for all the experiments listed for three days in the lab, write down some approximate readings, and enter them in the record."

So, there we were, Kavya and I, in the lab, doing just that. As I helped her adjust the scales, I rested my face on her shoulder. While she fixed a screw with both hands, her body's fragrance began to stir mischievous thoughts in my mind. I still didn't have the courage to ask her for a kiss. She never had flirtatious glances or gestures, apart from sometimes chatting naughtily. If I ever got a little mischievous and closer, she would widen her eyes and look threateningly, immediately making me timid. The kisses I couldn't get from Kavya, I used to get from my sister-in-law.

Another year of PG flew by. No more college, no more regular meetings with Kavya. She always maintained that her family wouldn't allow her so much freedom for us to meet directly, beyond calls and video calls. If I suggested visiting her house when her parents were out, she would never agree.


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