[rahulishere]

You are rea lly good writer because each episode have their own individual
And this episode the movie the game super

Keep rocking like this

Thank you so much for your kind words. Will try to keep up your faith.

[rahulishere]

We started the game. She sat at the edge of the chair and spun the bottle. I took another sip from the glass. I started to get tipsy. The bottle spun and stopped in my direction.
Sukanya: Truth or dare?
Me: Truth
Sukanya thought for a while.
Sukanya: Do you know the person?
Me: Which person?
I would have understood what she meant, but I was a little drunk so my brain was processing slow. Sukanya stayed silent. I understood what she meant.
Me: No dear. I have not seen him before. I can understand your fear. We don’t know each other. You stop worrying. Even he won’t identify you as it was almost dark in the theatre.
Sukanya: If you…
Me: No, no baby. Your one question is done. Spin the bottle now. (When she continued to ask another question, I interrupted in between.)
Sukanya gave a taunting laugh and continued to spin the bottle. The bottle stopped at her. I also don’t know what to ask her. Especially after what had happened, I was extra cautious.
Me: Ok… Tell me the most ridiculous thing you have seen.
She thought for a while and as she thought a naughty smile appeared at the corner of her lips.
Sukanya: Yes. There one thing. Few days back when I opened the door to keep the trash for collection. I placed the trash and was about to get back in, just when the lift door opened. When I instantaneously looked at the lift, I noticed that Meena akka pushed Sharath away whose hand was at her chest. As she walked out of the lift she was adjusting her blouse. When I keenly observed, I saw that her blouse and bra was pushed up beneath her saree which I noticed when she was adjusting her dress. She quickly set them back in placed by did not mind the hooks. I quickly moved in and gently closed the door. I was astounded at her audacity to do such a thing so brazenly.
She narrated the scene and shut her face with her palms. When I heard the story, without my conscious, my dick stood up like a flagpole. I was looking for a pillow to cover my erection as I felt embarrassed. Sukanya had taken the sofa pillows covers for washing and put the pillows away in the sun.
Sukanya: Wait. Let me bring you pillows and bedsheets in case you need it.
She went inside and I started to sip my drink. I have decided to wrap up my drinking as I felt it was enough. It’s not that I cannot drink more, I do not want to lose consciousness. I took the bottle and kept it in the kitchen cabinet. I also washed the glass and returned to the seat. Just as I returned to my seat, I saw Sukanya walking to the hall with two pillows and one bedsheet in her hand. She had one bedsheet wrapped around her. She threw me a pillow and a bedsheet and sat in front of me. I kept the pillow on my lap and placed the bedsheet on the sofa as I didn’t need one now.
Sukanya: Now spin the bottle.
I spun the bottle and it promptly stopped at me. Sukanya laughed.
Sukanya: Truth or dare?
Me: Truth
Sukanya gave a thought and hesitated a bit. Then continued
Sukanya: What would you do if you meet the person.
This time I knew whom she was referring to. I knew she was feeling uneasy and wanted to confirm if I’m really not angry with her. I did not show any emotion.
Me: I have nothing to do with him as long as you are not troubled. I’ll just walk away as if I don’t know him. In fact, it may not be very easy to identify the person as his face was not very cognizable in the dim light.
She gave an inconspicuous sigh of relief. I knew she was relieved that I do not hold any contempt.
Me: Let’s continue. You spin.
Sukanya held the bedsheet around her and leaned forward to pick the bottle.
Me: Are you feeling cold? Should I switch off the AC?
Sukanya: Well, it’s not very cold. Should I remove the bedsheet off?
She took it off for a second and my heart skipped a beat. She was fully naked inside. My eyes widened so much that it looked that they would jump out of my sockets. Sukanya quickly wrapped it back and laughed uncontrollably.

Sukanya: I’d rather keep it on for your own safety.
She laughed again. My cock stood up in an instant and started vibrating. My heartbeat rose and I started to sweat. I wondered why I feel this way even after seeing her nude for umpteen times and also had uninhibited sex with her. It felt so funny that I still feel like a college boy who discovered the secret smile of his girlfriend every time she did something like this. I liked the feeling. My jaw was still wide open. She removed her dress when she went to get the pillows and wanted to give me a surprise. But this was an unexpected surprise. I felt like jumping out in joy. I couldn’t stop myself from smiling. Sukanya laughed more at my condition.
Sukanya: Are you just going to keep staring or continue the game?
I outstretched my hand and searched for the bottle on the table while I kept my gaze fixed on her. She kept laughing like a college kid. She held the bottle and gave it to me. I smiled at her and carefully spun the bottle trying to assess the situation. The bottle spun and stopped. I even didn’t know where it stopped.
Sukanya: You lost it again. Hey!
I enjoyed her bliss.
Sukanya: Truth or dare?
Me: Dare
Sukanya acted as if she was thinking what task should be given to me. She flicked her finger as if she got a splendid idea.
Sukanya: Since we need to maintain level playing field, I task you to be just like me.
I knew what she meant. Despite being so open and shared and discussed almost every dirty fantasy of mine, she’s still shy to be direct and use dirty language. I happily pulled my t-shirt off and quickly slipped my shorts. She saw the bursting bulge at my undie. She glanced at my undie indicating that I was still wearing it. I had no qualms in getting rid of it. As soon as I pulled the elastic down to my thighs, my dick swung like a pendulum at high tension. She closed her mouth and laughed at my situation. I threw my undie at her face and she held it and threw it away. I picked the bedsheet and wrapped around me rather carelessly.
Me: Happy? Now you spin.
I said laughing. I liked the game so much. It’s more enticing than the actual sex. Due to her shy nature, we didn’t have the chance to explore.
She held the bedsheet together at her boobs and spun the bottle. It looked as if it spun for eternity. The bottle again stopped at me. She again raised her hands in victory, but her bedsheet slipped, exposing one of her cute boobs. She held it back again.
Sukanya: Ok. Now I’ll test your tough sense. You need to close your eyes and raise your hands. I’ll touch an object on your skin and you need to identify the object. For each wrong answer, you need to obey one of my commands which I can use anytime.
‘Wow! Where does she get the ideas from?’ I wondered.
Me: I accept.
I said and closed my eyes and raised my hands. I waited in anticipation as I was thrilled with the games she was playing with me.  As I was thinking, out of the blue I felt an object on my palm. I wrapped my hand around the object and identified it as TV remote. She punched my chest and shouted ‘Cheating’ She hit me with the pillow. I laughed and shifted in my seat thereby my bedsheet slipped off me. I was about to reach out for my bedsheet.
Sukanya: Stay there. You should keep your hands up till the game is over. I didn’t have an issue, but I felt it funny sporting a serious hard on. After a few seconds I was anticipating to touch an object at my palm, but She cleverly kept the object at my chest. I tried to move my shoulder to get a feel of it, but she stopped me. The object felt like it had a sharp edge. Is that a knife? Will she keep a knife at my chest? Maybe she thought it was an improbable guess.
Me: Knife
Sukanya: Wrong answer.
She shouted and laughed at her victory.
Sukanya: You are supposed to take one of my commands without any questioning.
I didn’t mind at all.
Me: What’s the object? Can I open my eyes?
Sukanya: No, but it’s a hairclip.
She handed the object to me. I felt the object and understood that it was a hairclip. I also understood that she would be in loose hair which I loved so much.
Sukanya: Watch out for the next item.
She took a few seconds. My heart skipped a beat when I felt sudden cold at my abdomen. She took it off. I did not try hard for the answer as I loved losing to her.
Me: Ice cube?
Sukanya: You lost again. You are bound to two commands of mine.
Me: What’s it then?
Sukanya: It’s the coke bottle.
Me: Oh no!
Now the next one. This time she took a little longer. Maybe she’s looking for objects that I may not be able to identify. As I was relishing the pleasant transformation, recalling everything that happened for the day, I suddenly sucked my breath for more air. I felt my heartbeat rise as I felt a surreal sensation at my cock. It was feeling chill and warmth both at the same time. I felt my cock covered by a soft wrap and sucked it further. I leaned back and raised my head to the ceiling. I felt my cock taken it and then again released. It continued for some time. I was feeling ecstatic. I writhed like a snake in an unbearable sense of joy and surprise. I was fully lost in the moment, enjoying the sensation while I didn’t have a fraction of second to spare for comprehending the situation. All the energy of my body flowed to my cock. I prayed to God that this moment should not end. After a few minutes of infinite joy, the experience ended in the most explosive orgasm I had ever had. I did not have the conscious to think about what I had done. The moment I released gallons of my cum, I felt the footsteps of Sukanya rush. I still did not open my eyes, trying to stay in the experience. Although I didn’t realize, I had the widest smile plastered on my face. It was absolutely involuntary.
I sensed her presence again.
Sukanya: Now answer this. What was that?
Me: Heaven!
I said and sighed.
Sukanya: You may open your eyes.
I opened my eyes to find her opposite to me wrapped in the bedsheet with a cheeky smile, but with an iota of nervousness.
Sukanya: Shall we continue the game?
I can’t believe my ears. My head was spinning in joy. I just nodded. She spun the bottle and it stopped at her.
Sukanya: It’s your turn.
Me: Truth or dare?
Sukanya: Dare
I was thinking about what dare to give to her. I was not able to make a decision.
Sukanya: Don’t hesitate. Ask anything. I will try to do it. If your task is beyond my boundary, I will politely deny. I will not think bad of you.
I was really glad that I can express myself without the fear of being hated.
Me: Ok. I feel uncomfortable with these pillows as they are too large for a sofa. You get me the sofa pillows.
I knew they were put on the terrace for drying. I only then realized her state. As I was a little under the influence of alcohol, I was a little off.
Me: You can refuse and I’ll not be annoyed.
Sukanya: Stay here. I’ll get them.
She said and stood up. She adjusted the bedsheet in such a way that she wound it around her like a saree. The bedsheet reached till her mid calves. It did not look obscene. When she was satisfied, she gave me a smile to ensure that she was not doing it forcibly. She quickly walked to the door and opened it. My heart was beating like anything. Asking her to go to the terrace without her inners was something, but sending her without anything except for the bedsheet looked like a bold step for me too. I wrapped my bedsheet and eagerly waited for her. I watched the door anxiously. The clock ticked like it was moving in slow motion. I waited and waited. It looked like she was away for hours. I was tempted to go and look out for her. My heartbeat rose. I was having all the mad imaginations. What if it was so windy on the terrace which it actually was, and her bedsheet gets blown away? What if someone else was there on the terrace? What if she was caught in an uncomfortable situation? What if anyone tries to take undue advantage of her? I started to sweat even in the AC chillness. My heart was beating like a sledgehammer. I was tempted to walked to the door. I was also naked and I should not be wearing anything until the game gets over. Should I walk like this to the terrace? What if there was nobody on the terrace? Will I get a chance to get naughty with her? The questions flowing in my wind was like crazy. I thought I should not delay. Just as I stood up to get to the door, the latch of the door twisted and she slid inside holding the pillows to her chest. She threw the pillows at me and walked beyond me to the sofa. I was worried if she was mad at me. I followed her and sat in front of her. As I tried to gauge her reaction, I saw a nervous smile on her face.

[rahulishere]

Hi Rahul, high five. Its evident that, this is your best update so far.

I liked the last part, where you made readers to think the way raghav does?

What did happened?

Did he made another mistake by sending her to the terrace almost naked?

What's behind the smile?

Well we have to wait for another day.

Thanks bro. Keep reading the upcoming updates

[rahulishere]

Super update

Thanks buddy

[rahulishere]

The game is so romantic keep the game for next update with more pleasent thoughts

Wonderful update keep rocking like this

Thank you brother

[rahulishere]

Good one

Thank you

[rahulishere]

I was sitting in the cafeteria at office all alone and kept recalling the events of the night. I wondered about the transformation of my conservative wife. I was glad that she broke out of the shell and was open for adventure. I wondered if I was on the right track in encouraging my wife to explore. What happened the previous night was a little shocking. When she came back wrapping the bedsheet, holding the pillows, I was astounded by her guts. In the heat of the moment, I failed to notice that the bedsheet my wife was wrapping was not ours. She was wrapped a bedsheet of ours when she went upstairs, but a different one when she came down. I was really confused and felt like I’ll go mad. When I asked her the reason, she gave a nervous smile. When my wife narrated the incident with a little hesitation and nervousness, I was not sure if I was excited or scared.
My wife accepted the dare but she was a little scared. Without showing it, she walked towards the stairs in a wobble. With each step she took she was tempted to return and accept her defeat, but she was determined to finish the task. She prayed hard that there should be none on the terrace and took calculated steps on the stairs like a thief. As expected, it was windy on the terrace, but a little stronger. She held the bedsheet tight and walked to the place where she clipped the pillows and covers. As she reached out to pick them up, her hands were within the bedsheet as she wrapped the bedsheet around her. When she tried to pull her hand out of the bedsheet, the strong air disrobed her in one fell swoop. Before she realized, she was butt naked on the terrace. She stood stunned, unable to move. She felt like she was sweating in such a strong wind. She shivered more with the fear that she might have been noticed by someone. She was terrified by the sudden play of the wind. The wind whooshed and she looked around for the bedsheet, but it had blown away far from her. If someone walked to the terrace she had no way of escaping. Just then she heard footsteps on the stairs. She got realization and quickly ducked away and hid at a corner behind the water tank. She could see the legs of the person from below the water tank. He was talking on phone. By the voice she identified that it was Rajasekar uncle’s son. He ended the call, but his legs stayed there. Looks like he was trying to light a cigarette. It was very windy hence he was unable to light his cigarette. Sukanya’s heartbeat rose as she was not sure how long this guy was going to stay. She shut her eyes and prayed for him to leave. When she opened her eyes and looked in that directions, she didn’t see the legs. She breathed a sigh of relief and thought of coming out to find something that could help her modesty. As she rose above, she almost had a heart attack. Rajasekar uncles third son who was studying in the first year of college was standing beside her and smoking a cigarette. His back was to her. She shut her mouth and went back to her position. She was dumbfounded. She dreaded the moment he would turn around and find her totally naked. She feared the consequences. ‘Did he already see me?’ she worried. ‘If he had already seen, he would have tried to take advantage of me’ she consoled herself.
‘Vimal.’ She heard a voice from the stairs. He immediately threw the cigarette and moved away. It was Rajasekar uncle.
Rajasekar uncle: What are you doing here?
Vimal: Nothing pa. Got a call.
Rajasekar uncle: Go home and have your dinner. Mother is waiting for you.
Vimal immediately walked away and ran down the stairs. She expected Rajasekar uncle to also walk away, but he took a cigarette now. ‘Damn with the cigarettes.’ She cursed. Unlike Vimal, he deftly lit the cigarette and started pulling the smoke. He strolled all along the terrace as he kept smoking. She was now terrified if he comes towards her. Her fears turned true. He walked towards the water tank. All this while her whole body was shivering, she did not know if it was fear or the chill air. Her nipples became stiff. She wrapped her arms around her boobs. He was about to lean on the pabangt wall. Her heartbeat rose and she got goosebumps. If he leans on the wall, she would have no place to hide. She would be trapped in a corner. Just like a miracle Rajasekar uncle got a call. He saw the caller and without answering the call, he threw the cigarette and rushed towards the stairs. Looks like the call was from her wife. She breathed a sigh of relief. It was too much for a night. Now the terrace is empty, but she feared walking out in the open. What if someone else walks up to the terrace when she comes out naked? But she can’t stay there like that. She made up her mind and quickly came out of her hiding spot. Just as she came out from behind the tank, luckily, she found another bedsheet at her feet which was thrown away by the wind. She did not waste a moment and wrapped the bedsheet around her. She ran to the pillows and covers. She picked them and held them safely in such a way that the bedsheet doesn’t slip away. Now she did not care if anyone was around. She walked down to our flat like a wind and shut the door behind her.
When she narrated the event to me in a trembling tone, I stood jaw dropped. She faced away from me with the fear that I might be annoyed with her. I went close to her and sat beside her on the sofa. I held her by her chin and raised her face above. She raised her head with her eyes closed and a drop of tear formed at her eye. I wiped it and kissed her cheeks one by one. I then kissed her lips which turned into a smooch. Her hands which were holding the bedsheet now went to the back of my head and she fondled my hair. In this endeavor, her bedsheet fell off. I slowly kissed her neck and gave her a hickey. Gradually I moved to her boobs. I held her boobs and squeezed them gently. When I touched her nipples, it was as cold as ice. I immediately held her nipples in my mouth one by one. Her icy cold nipple in my warm mouth gave me a tingling sensation. Started gently sucking her nipple which turned furious in a few moments. I pushed her on the sofa and I didn’t have the trouble to disrobe her as the bedsheet automatically slid off her. I sucked each part of her body for a few minutes each. When I kept my mouth at her pussy, her breathed hard and held my head firmly. I sucked her pussy hard and she released her fluid. Her breathing slowly settled down. She looked deep into my eyes.
Sukanya: Are we doing the right thing?
Me: Whatever we do, we are doing within a boundary. There is nothing wrong. All that matters is how you feel about it and be honest with each other.
She gave a smile and held my cock without a warning. It was rock hard. She guided it into her pussy and we lost count of how long we had sex.

[rahulishere]

Okay, so Raghav believes what ever Sukanya says, and Sukanya does what ever Raghav says.

Raghav is Making Sukanya bolder day by day. Is he going to suffer for his actions?

Is there anything that both are hiding from each other?

Sorry Rahul, But all that's running in my mind is when that 3000 videos will be available online. Lol

Thank you for your comment

[rahulishere]

Only if this cuck bastard is humiliated by his wife and her lover, he would know his mistakes. Until then he will think only with his dick.

Story is not thought in advance. But I can assure you one thing, the story will not be cuck or incest. Just some unexpected adventures

[rahulishere]

As I said earlier, Husband and wife are thinking everything is under their control.

But things has to get out of control to spice up things.

Someone should be watching what's happening, and has to be waiting for the right opportunity to take advantage.

So is there always an third eye, who can demolish whatever dreams the couple has??

Please expect surprises. But I myself don't know what they are.

[rahulishere]

Hi Rahul,
The concept is very nice. The couples trying to be more open and having fun fantasy. Don't bring the cuck or humiliation parts or degrading. It will be nice to see couples exploring new things, having fun, teasing and slowly reaching all the extreme without blackmail or humiliation things.

Definitely buddy. That's my thought too.

[rahulishere]

The idea and the implementation was too good each time your presence the story is hot and cold romantic wonderful

Keep rocking like this

Thank you for your kind words buddy

[rahulishere]

Very exciting and sexy updates, more such sexy hot updates i think will come, great updates please post more

Thanks buddy. I'll try to do my best

[rahulishere]

Soon the society men will have this slut as secretary/president.

Thank you for your comment

[rahulishere]

ONE OF THE BEST ROMANTIC UPDATE, FOLLOWED BY A SURPRISE UPDATE AND ENDING WITH A TOTAL DARING UPDATE...

LOVED IT

I'm so glad you love it. Keep reading the upcoming updates buddy

[rahulishere]

I'm little busy today. I'll try to post an update tomorrow.

You may guess what my next update shall be. Let's see how alike we think.

[rahulishere]

They should have better sex after this adventure. She also now accepts that these funs are increasing their sex life and husband is also ok with it. So she should start trying new surprises. Probably teasing someone ( Meena's boyfriend) or doing some unexpected things etc.

Thank you for your response buddy

[rahulishere]

Very nice, cute romantic and dick raising update bro.
This is the way the story should continue.

Please don't add any blackmailing concept. Continue with your own flow.
Husband and wife should do on their what ever does.

May be next episode sukanya does friendship with vimal and learn new things or dares.

Thank you. I appreciate that you like the flow. Trust me, it won't stray. All the experiences will be natural and circumstantial.

[rahulishere]

Eagerly awaiting the next update

Thank you

[rahulishere]

With the sound of a meeting reminder in my mobile, I came back from my thoughts. Everything was fine with me, but when Sukanya narrated the incident, she told me that’s she felt like jumping off the terrace when she was afraid of the scenario. I hoped it was rhetoric. I also vowed to be careful and not go to any extreme ends. I knew she feels happy when the fun is within the limit. Or maybe the shock of the theatre incident still didn’t wane off. She also told me about the rude way she behaved with Sharath. I advised her request Meena to convey her regret to Sharath about the incident and told her not to think too much about anything that doesn’t bring her happiness. She accepted my advice with a smile. I know I have a lot to keep me busy but she should be feeling bored at home. She was also not very keen on working. Maybe because she was brought up in a conservative way. I was ok if she changed her mind. But I advised her to make friends, at least at our apartment.
‘Raghav, the meeting starts in 3 minutes.’ One of my colleagues reminded me.
I got up from the cafeteria and rushed to the conference hall. It was quite an uneventful day for me. At home Sukanya looked a little composed. While we were having coffee, Sukanya sat close to me and leaned on my shoulder.
Sukanya: You know, as you told, I went to Meena akka’s flat to convey my regret for my behaviour with Sharath. When I rang the calling bell, Meena akka came to the door. I conveyed her the message and told that I didn’t intend to hurt him. She suddenly asked me to say that myself. As she moved away from the door, I saw Sharath sitting on the sofa. I was worried if I went at the wrong time.
Me: Doesn’t he work? He seems to be at Meena’s flat all the time. (I joked)
Sukanya: Shut up and listen. (She said jokingly)
Sukanya: I felt so embarrassed facing him. Because I was not used to such scenario. He politely stood up and asked me to take a seat. I wanted to leave but I thought it would again be rude if I did that. I half heartedly went in and sat. I wanted to apologize to him, but he made me feel easy when he himself spoke about it. He said that he completely understood my situation and that he should not have unnecessarily disturbed me. I surprisingly felt at ease. They insisted to have a coffee, but I told them some other time and left.
Me: Good that you took the weight off your chest.
Sukanya: Yes. Now I feel better. And hey one more thing. Mrs Nair came this noon to invite us for the 60th birthday celebration of her husband Dinesh Nair uncle.
Me: Oh! That’s wonderful. I’m glad you are finally socializing.
Sukanya: I didn’t do anything. She only came and invited.
Me: Well, that’s a start. Try to make friends. I don’t like you being solitary when I keep myself busy. Also tell me if you have any ideas to keep yourself busy.
Sukanya: I don’t feel that bored. But I’ll think about it.
The birthday party was on the following Sunday and I had no issues attending it. They seem to have invited only the tenants from our floor as they are very private couple who do not mingle so freely. The party was Sunita Nair’s idea as she wanted to add a few friends to their lonely lives.
Sukanya asked me what to wear. I went to her wardrobe with her. I loved the black semi-transparent saree, but she refused to wear it. I understood her reason and didn’t insist. There was this maroon saree which I liked very much. It was neither transparent nor sexy, but even my wife’s sexy body made it look appealing. It was fixed that she would wear a maroon saree. 



We got ready and was all set to go for the party. We were actually early for the party as Mrs. Sunita Nair was setting things. Sukanya volunteered to help her. Mrs. Nair was very glad that Sukanya was so helpful and kind. I enjoyed their bonding as she helped her with the arrangements. I went to Mr Nair and initiated a conversation. He was polite, but a little introvert type. I tried to establish some friendship with him just that day despite the few years I stayed there as their neighbour. Maybe that’s why you need a lady in the house. With Sukanya’s help Mrs Nair was able to finish the work soon. Soon the tenants started coming in while Sukanya and Mrs Nair were in the kitchen wrapping up their work. First it was Mr. Rajasekar’s family that arrived who were introduced to me. He arrived with his wife Poornima and his second son Vishal and his youngest son Vimal. His eldest son was not able to make it as he was on duty. Mrs. Nair and Sukanya walked into the hall. Mr. Nair introduced Rajasekar’s family to Sukanya. I could sense a feeling of uneasy nostalgia, but she somehow coped it and forced a smile. Rajasekar introduced his wife and his two sons to Sukanya. She meekly smiled at them. When Vimal extended his hand to Sukanya. She hesitantly shook his hand for a brief time and rushed to help Mrs Nair who was grateful for her care. As Sukanya set the table Meena also made an entry. She came along with her kid. As soon as she came in, Mrs Nair eagerly took the kid from her and cuddled him. It was clearly evident that they miss their kids. I knew many elderly parents who feel proud of their children’s accomplishments, but when they leave them alone to pursue their career, they were left heartbroken. While the kids enjoyed the success, the old parents suffer solitude and negligence. I suddenly felt a sudden increase of love and respect for Mr Nair who was looking at Mrs Nair, controlling his tears. I felt ashamed of myself for not having noticed such a tragedy just next door. I moved closer to Mr Nair and suddenly hugged him close to my heart and said ‘Happy birthday, sir’ He hugged me back, but his grip was so tight that it seemed like he feared I’ll also leave him alone like his kids. I stayed like that for a few more seconds. Sukanya noticed it and she gave an emotional smile as she too held Mrs. Nair in an embrace. It felt as if they have got their kids back in another form. Mr. Nair realized that he was being too emotional. He moved away and cleared his throat. In a shaky tone he spoke.
Mr. Nair: Hello and welcome to all.
He again cleared his throat. I understood that he was trying not to break his emotional threshold.
Mr. Nair: As you know this is a rare occasion that we have a party of this kind as I’m not so inclined to parties. But on this occasion, I like to thank her for being with me all through my nagging and annoyance. She should be awarded for patiently putting with an old man like me. But I should confess that I couldn’t have made it so far without her. I’m glad you have honored our invitation. Thank you for coming.
Everyone of us were dumbfounded by such an emotional confession. I started loving my wife more after this scenario. Mrs. Nair was wiping her tears in a corner and Sukanya cheered her up. We all clapped for the couple. While the cake was served, we started engaging with each other. At one stage Vimal happened to strike a conversation with Sukanya. He looked like a jovial kind. He seemed to be very casual and natural. I can sense Sukanya’s heart beat rising as he spoke with her. She shyly smiled as a response. I can understand why she felt uneasy. As he spoke for a few minutes, I saw Sukanya felt normal and started talking in response. I appreciated Vimal engaging capacity. I moved ahead and began to talk with Mr. Nair. He was not an expressive kind, but I tried. Mrs. Nair also joined us. She thanked me for bringing Sukanya and she appreciated about her caring nature. I’m glad not only that Sukanya is making friends. I was also glad that this couple have got some hope in her form. As I was talking to the old couple, I saw that Rajasekar was having a conversation with Meena. Looks like he is trying to make friendship with her. Rajasekar was a 60-year-old and he should be more likely talking with the old couple. But instead, he is talking to Meena. I was getting a feeling that he was trying to impress her with his wits. I sense that when I saw him laughing at everything, he himself says and I felt that Meena was forcing a laugh as it was not really funny. His wife who was carrying the kid didn’t seem to mind his flirting. His second son seemed to be a shy type and he was eating the cake sitting in a corner. I felt like the time flew like a wind. I was happy that I got the acquaintance with the old couple as it served as a relief to them too. A little later I saw that Vimal was getting very friendly with my wife. She seemed happy with his company. I let them alone and I moved to talk to Rajasekar. He was also almost same age as Mr. Nair, but this guy looked a little younger with the kind of dress and his attitude. He didn’t seem to leave the company of Meena. When I joined them, he smiled at me, but I could sense that I had broken his progress. Meena smiled at me and said ‘Although we are neighbors, it’s a rare occasion to meet. Maybe we should meet often. Afterall, we are not a crowded community.’ I agreed with her. The couple had arranged dinner for us. I sat with Sukanya while we had dinner. While she served me food, Vimal sat on her other side. As he had the gulab jamun, he said ‘Ummm, this is really tasty. You should try it. Let me bring it for you.’ He said and went to the delicacies even before we objected it. He brought two cups of gulab jamun and gave it to both of us. I thanked him and ate it in silence when he was continuously chattering about his college life and his friends around here. Finally, the dinner came to an end. I thanked Mr. and Mrs. Nair for having invited us for the party, but they thanked us in return for coming. ‘It made our day. It had been every long since we had so much fun.’ Mr Nair confessed. We hugged with a good night.
When we reached home, I was silently sitting in the hall, lost in thoughts. Sukanya came and sat beside me.
Sukanya: What are you thinking about?
Me: I have been here for more than two years but I was oblivious to the pain they were suffering. It must be a terrible life for them living in solitude when they have children who don’t seem to mind their parent’s suffering.
Sukanya: I agree with you. They don’t deserve the suffering.
Me: I’m also glad you could make a few friends.
Sukanya: Yeah. Me too. Nair aunty is so sweet.
She hesitated for a moment.
Sukanya: That guy Vimal was talking to me continuously like a chatterbox. You know what?
Me: What?
Sukanya: He asked me for my number.
I was surprised but not shocked.
Me: Ok
Sukanya: I did not give him. I told him that it’s a new number and I have not memorized it and I don’t have the phone with me.
Being a neighbor, it’s not a big deal to get her number. I also have no issues if he did, because I trust my wife.