12-11-2025, 08:20 AM
## Update 107: The Turmeric and the Takeaway (Avi and Mala)
After talking with Riya for a while at Mona's house, I went and sat with Mona's brother, continuing our conversation. He was in a boastful mood.
"You're going to have so much fun after Mona leaves," I said, nudging him playfully. "It's your turn to get married next."
"Why, man? I don't want to get married so soon," Mona's brother replied, shaking his head vehemently.
"Why not? What's the rush to avoid it?" I asked.
"First, I'll have my fun, and *then* I'll get married. I have a few years to kill," he said, winking mischievously.
"What kind of fun are you talking about?" I asked, feigning ignorance, leaning forward.
"You're still just a kid, Avi; you don't even know what *fun* means when it comes to being a bachelor," he said, looking superior.
"Then tell me now," I insisted, leaning in eagerly.
"I'm talking about having fun with girls, man. Easy girls," he whispered, grinning widely.
"With girls? With whom have you actually had fun? Name one!" I challenged him.
"I can't even count how many girls I've had fun with in the fields and outside the village," he boasted, holding up his hands dramatically.
"Wow! I'm impressed. Get me one too, then," I said, putting on a show of admiration.
"We'll see about that later, when you're older," he dismissed the request with a wave of his hand.
*(You just dream and talk big. I'll do something myself before you ever get a chance to teach me.)* "Do it soon, brother, or I'll beat you to it," I said aloud, grinning.
"By the way, tell me at least one name now, just to prove you're not lying," I pressed him playfully.
"I'll tell you that too, I promise. But later, man," he said, waving me off again.
"Have you even done anything at all, or are you just talking a lot of nonsense?" I asked, challenging his masculinity directly.
"I have done plenty. Just let the wedding get over, and I'll tell you everything," he promised, his eyes serious.
"I'll be waiting for that story," I said, laughing.
We kept talking until we reached the village. I came home and sat down to talk with all three Chachis for a while, telling them about the wedding preparations. After talking, I went to sleep, saving my energy for the festivities.
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The next day, it was the day before the wedding. The whole village was buzzing with excitement, everyone talking about the imminent ceremony. Today, before going to Mona's house, I went to Pooja Bua's house, hoping for a quick session. But Pooja Bua refused, pushing me away. "I'll only fuck you after the wedding is completely over tomorrow," she said, crossing her arms. I didn't understand the connection between a village wedding and abstaining from sex. *Maybe she had another, more personal reason, and Bua just gave the wedding as a polite excuse to avoid me.*
Then I headed to Mona's house in the afternoon. Tonight was the *haldi* (turmeric paste) ceremony for the bride. It was evening now, and I made sure to tell Meena Chachi that I would be staying at Mona's house for the night.
It was time for dinner. Everyone had finished eating the feast. After dinner, they started the ritual of applying turmeric paste to the bride. The girls and women were having a loud, playful time, smearing turmeric paste on each other.
Mala and Riya's faces turned bright yellow from the turmeric paste. Riya came straight toward me and deliberately put a smudge of turmeric on both my cheeks, laughing brightly. As she was applying the turmeric on me, I saw Mala looking intensely at me from across the circle. Mala's face was already yellow from the paste, but now it seemed to turn red, flushing with jealousy or anger as she watched Riya touch me. I made sure to ignore her completely, focusing only on Riya. I also started applying turmeric on Riya, chasing her and rubbing it onto her neck and arms playfully. It was fun playing with the girls. Then, the applying of turmeric stopped as the women started the songs.
It was 11 PM, and the party started winding down for a few hours. Everyone started arranging for places to sleep in the open courtyard and the rooms. Mala's parents were also planning to sleep at Mona's house to avoid the walk back. Mala saw me alone and then started talking to her mother in a voice that was just loud enough for me to hear. Mala was telling her mother that she absolutely needed to go home and sleep in her own room, saying she couldn't sleep in a crowded place. At first, her mother refused, but after Mala insisted with growing agitation, her mother finally agreed. "Who will walk her home alone so late at night?" her mother asked, looking worried. Mala immediately said that she would go with Avi, pointing right at me. Mala's mother asked me to drop Mala home.
I had consciously separated my path from Mala and had nothing to do with her now, so I immediately refused, shaking my head. But Mala looked at me with a desperate, forceful look and ordered me to come with her. I didn't want to make a scene in front of her mother and the wedding guests by causing an argument, so I gave in and started walking with Mala toward the road.
Mala was walking silently, her posture rigid. There was clear anger on her face, but I couldn't tell if she was angry at me, her mother, or her own situation. After a short walk, we reached Mala's house. She quickly unlocked the door. I turned to go back immediately, my duty done.
Before I could take a step, she grabbed my hand tightly. My heart gave a sudden thump.
She pulled me inside the house with surprising strength. I walked inside and sat down on the simple wooden bed. She quickly closed the door, turning the latch with a sharp click. The room was dark and quiet. She walked over, still silent, and sat down right next to me. A palpable tension filled the small room, thick enough to choke on.
---
After talking with Riya for a while at Mona's house, I went and sat with Mona's brother, continuing our conversation. He was in a boastful mood.
"You're going to have so much fun after Mona leaves," I said, nudging him playfully. "It's your turn to get married next."
"Why, man? I don't want to get married so soon," Mona's brother replied, shaking his head vehemently.
"Why not? What's the rush to avoid it?" I asked.
"First, I'll have my fun, and *then* I'll get married. I have a few years to kill," he said, winking mischievously.
"What kind of fun are you talking about?" I asked, feigning ignorance, leaning forward.
"You're still just a kid, Avi; you don't even know what *fun* means when it comes to being a bachelor," he said, looking superior.
"Then tell me now," I insisted, leaning in eagerly.
"I'm talking about having fun with girls, man. Easy girls," he whispered, grinning widely.
"With girls? With whom have you actually had fun? Name one!" I challenged him.
"I can't even count how many girls I've had fun with in the fields and outside the village," he boasted, holding up his hands dramatically.
"Wow! I'm impressed. Get me one too, then," I said, putting on a show of admiration.
"We'll see about that later, when you're older," he dismissed the request with a wave of his hand.
*(You just dream and talk big. I'll do something myself before you ever get a chance to teach me.)* "Do it soon, brother, or I'll beat you to it," I said aloud, grinning.
"By the way, tell me at least one name now, just to prove you're not lying," I pressed him playfully.
"I'll tell you that too, I promise. But later, man," he said, waving me off again.
"Have you even done anything at all, or are you just talking a lot of nonsense?" I asked, challenging his masculinity directly.
"I have done plenty. Just let the wedding get over, and I'll tell you everything," he promised, his eyes serious.
"I'll be waiting for that story," I said, laughing.
We kept talking until we reached the village. I came home and sat down to talk with all three Chachis for a while, telling them about the wedding preparations. After talking, I went to sleep, saving my energy for the festivities.
---
The next day, it was the day before the wedding. The whole village was buzzing with excitement, everyone talking about the imminent ceremony. Today, before going to Mona's house, I went to Pooja Bua's house, hoping for a quick session. But Pooja Bua refused, pushing me away. "I'll only fuck you after the wedding is completely over tomorrow," she said, crossing her arms. I didn't understand the connection between a village wedding and abstaining from sex. *Maybe she had another, more personal reason, and Bua just gave the wedding as a polite excuse to avoid me.*
Then I headed to Mona's house in the afternoon. Tonight was the *haldi* (turmeric paste) ceremony for the bride. It was evening now, and I made sure to tell Meena Chachi that I would be staying at Mona's house for the night.
It was time for dinner. Everyone had finished eating the feast. After dinner, they started the ritual of applying turmeric paste to the bride. The girls and women were having a loud, playful time, smearing turmeric paste on each other.
Mala and Riya's faces turned bright yellow from the turmeric paste. Riya came straight toward me and deliberately put a smudge of turmeric on both my cheeks, laughing brightly. As she was applying the turmeric on me, I saw Mala looking intensely at me from across the circle. Mala's face was already yellow from the paste, but now it seemed to turn red, flushing with jealousy or anger as she watched Riya touch me. I made sure to ignore her completely, focusing only on Riya. I also started applying turmeric on Riya, chasing her and rubbing it onto her neck and arms playfully. It was fun playing with the girls. Then, the applying of turmeric stopped as the women started the songs.
It was 11 PM, and the party started winding down for a few hours. Everyone started arranging for places to sleep in the open courtyard and the rooms. Mala's parents were also planning to sleep at Mona's house to avoid the walk back. Mala saw me alone and then started talking to her mother in a voice that was just loud enough for me to hear. Mala was telling her mother that she absolutely needed to go home and sleep in her own room, saying she couldn't sleep in a crowded place. At first, her mother refused, but after Mala insisted with growing agitation, her mother finally agreed. "Who will walk her home alone so late at night?" her mother asked, looking worried. Mala immediately said that she would go with Avi, pointing right at me. Mala's mother asked me to drop Mala home.
I had consciously separated my path from Mala and had nothing to do with her now, so I immediately refused, shaking my head. But Mala looked at me with a desperate, forceful look and ordered me to come with her. I didn't want to make a scene in front of her mother and the wedding guests by causing an argument, so I gave in and started walking with Mala toward the road.
Mala was walking silently, her posture rigid. There was clear anger on her face, but I couldn't tell if she was angry at me, her mother, or her own situation. After a short walk, we reached Mala's house. She quickly unlocked the door. I turned to go back immediately, my duty done.
Before I could take a step, she grabbed my hand tightly. My heart gave a sudden thump.
She pulled me inside the house with surprising strength. I walked inside and sat down on the simple wooden bed. She quickly closed the door, turning the latch with a sharp click. The room was dark and quiet. She walked over, still silent, and sat down right next to me. A palpable tension filled the small room, thick enough to choke on.
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