“Geet “ She hears a whisper in her ears. She stopped on stairs when felt a tuck on her Dupatta. She shivered, only mere a think of Him, near her was magical. She encompassed, in spell on her first love. She shied.
Maan came her behind and whispered “Thanks Geet”. He waited till she replies but she did not or can say, could not. She was very conscious, stood there, out of room, with Maan. She was melting inside, with some Untouched Desires.
“ Maanji please ” she pleaded. “ Let me go”
“ I am not stopping you Geet” Maan smiled. She turned back and saw, he was not so close that she could not walk. It was She, who was waiting for his move, stupid she. She hides her smile and run.
Maan was descending, coming down with lone steps and loud heartbeats. He tries hard to calm himself but, it seemed toughest task of this World. He tries hard to sleep but it was like a mock that tonight, he could sleep. So, he descended, thinking only one glimpse of her, might, give his stupid heart, some brain. He walked to her room. He pushed slightly but, it was locked from inside. Ugh! Now what ! ” he thought. He had no reason to go back his room so he moved toward garden. After years, it was looking to good, to spend night here, under shed of millions of Stars and a Moon in dark blue and black sky. It was unique combination, he noticed first time in his 25 years of age. He laid down on wooden bench, keeping his one arm below head and other, on chest. He was staring beautiful full Moon sight.
Geet came out from beside of door, where, she was hiding since she saw Maan, was coming down. She was wanting to see Him once, so was going to his room. May be his one glimpse she would able to get but when she was in hall, saw Maan and she run back to her room and closed door, from inside. She was standing next to door, waiting him to leave and then, she could breath, again. She opened door after him leaving and searched where he was and saw, him in garden. She followed him, hides behind a round pillar which was near to bench. She peeped from behind, found him closing his eyes and smiling. She started to fill her empty eyes with his sight when heard, him stirring. She gasped, hides completely. She had hand on her heart, silencing it.
Maan stirred, smelling her nearby. Cool breeze revealed her appearance , bringing her scent to him. He knew she was there, looking him but hiding somewhere. He turned his head found corner of her Pink Dupatta, hanging down from behind of pillar. He stood up and stepped , without sound. She guessed his move. She heaved and turned to run when, he held her hand and pulled her back, to him. She fell on his chest, touching her back to him. He turned her , facing him and smiled with wanting eyes, to her shyness which was for him only.
“Shhh.. Dont say anything “ he husked
“Dont say anything Geet. Let this night grasp silence all around . Let your silence engulf with mine”
She stopped speaking, lost in his eyes. It was dark, it was bright, it had World of Dream. Dreams of them, dreams of Her, dreams for Her. She hugged him. He wrapped his arm around her, let her engrossed in his frame.
“It was desire of your touch. It was want, of her close. It was something they both wanting. It was step of their first Love “
She cuddled in him, nuzzled her face in him. He pushed her head, more in him. They lost, they vanished, in their togetherness. She wrapped her arm, around his shoulder. He circled his arm, around her waist. Both were seeming one, both were having burn. A warmness, a calmness , completeness they found. Her heartbeats talked with his heartbeats. Both hearts were exchanging their first experience, being in each other arms, vibrating loud.
He opened his eyes. Found her, overwhelm in him. He caressed her hair. She broke her hug and shied, looked down. He touched her red cheek, caressed. She pushed her face, more to his palm. He observed her face. She let him see. They both remained there in same position, lost in each other eyes.
He lift her, in his arm. She clutched his collar, in anticipation and gasped. He walked inside, inside to her room. She stared him with love and fear. He put her down on her bed, let her lay down comfortably. She dint blink her eyelids even once. He sat, next to her and bend down. she inhaled heavily. He kissed her top of head. She closed her eyes. She waited, waited but nothing happened. She opened eyes, found him smirking on her. She turned her face, covered with both palms.
“What happened Geet ? Waiting for something ? ” Maan husked
She glued more, in pillow, turning more. He lifted his hand and held her chin. Turned her, facing to him. Her face was visible-d more pretty, peeping from between both soft small palms. He bend down to her. Her supple petals were inviting him. He touched them, keeping his lips on hers and moved back. His small peak took her breath away. She panted , wallowed.
“Good Night Geet ” he spoke
She looked him, removing index finger, from one eye. She found him, looking her only. She again, shut her finger windows and smiled.
“ Won’t you wish me Good night Geet ”
“Good Night Maanji..” she whispered when found herself, stopped in mid. His hand was on her lips. She started him in confusion.
“Not Maanji Geet. Only Maan ” he demanded.
She nodded smiling. His wish was again granted, without taking a second. He was happy. Smiling he stood and left to spend a sleepless night, ahead.