His lips pressed hard against hers, and she felt his tongue exploring her mouth. She moaned and whispered in his ear, “You are the only guy in my life to whom I came so closed.” But, it wasn’t; this was the line which she has said to all those guys who came in her life. He took off her jacket and lay beside her on the bed. His hands slowly undo her bra; he caressed the swell of her breasts and slid down across her flat belly. She grasped his name, ’Rajiv’. All of a sudden, she awakens. She look at the clock, it was 6 in morning. Her eight years old son and husband were lying next to her. She was grateful to knew that it was just a dream. But it was a glimpse of her past.
Vishaka got married to Chetan 9 years ago. Their marriage was an arranged marriage; as she kept promise to her parents to marry a guy of their choice. Currently, she lives in Gurgaon, far away from her hometown where she made and left many stories behind her. Brought up in middle class Brahmin family, she was nurtured as self-centred child. Since childhood she kept herself away from friendship and group. The year she turned twelve, her body begins to show femininity. She had fine, delicate features, black eyes and soft honey-colored hair. Her skin was golden as though she had dipped in it. She had a figure that made female envious and the males fantasize, she was aware of how beautiful she was. She enjoyed all those attention she got from the boys. She started dating from class 7 when a tall dark guy, Abhishek, approached her. That relation lasted for 2 years, which was longest affair she ever had. After getting married, she has stopped dating, not because she doesn’t believe in it, but she doesn’t want to spoil her married life.
After preparing Tiffin’s for her son and husband, Vishaka went for showers. While taking shower she was thinking about the dream which she saw in the early morning. It was one of the moments which she had spends it with her college time boyfriend, Rajiv. She came out of the bathroom and pull down all the cartons of the window. Darkness in the room makes her feel peaceful. Lying in her lonely bed, Vishaka thought about all her boyfriends making love to her. Eventually she began weeping. She uses to cry a lot thinking of all those dumping and ditches which she has done to all those guys who came into her life. Before getting married she had gone through dozen of relationships. There was uncountable list of telephonic relationship. Vishaka always dreamed to lose her virginity on a beautiful, moon-light night having soft music on background in some faraway tropical island to a handsome guy whom she trusts a lot. She actually lost her virginity in the back of an old Indica, after a school farewell to a skinny 20 year old guy named Amit, whom she dated for 2 months.
Her mobile ringed. Call was from Chetan, he informed that they are going out for dinner with some of his company friend. Vishaka never liked to socialise and mix up with the people. She prefers to stay alone in home rather than going out with people. Even she doesn’t have account in any of social networking sites. She always kept her past away from her Husband. To make her husband feel that she’s a virgin, she had gone through cosmetic surgeries before getting married. She always considered Love to be episode in women’s life but she wasn’t aware it’s a history which was going to strike her this evening. She was going to meet one of her ex-boyfriend, Anup, whom she ditched after a year -long relationship when they were working in same Company.
*Story continues in next post….*
