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"Where is Aakash?" Maya asked...'it's his off day today ma'am'...someone across the counte

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r replied...Maya ordered her LIIT and 2 large JD for her man...

They met at BSE midweek on a Tuesday...and though he offered to collect her , "collect", ya thats what he preferred calling it...she wanted to come on her own...much like the fiercely independent woman that she was...

It was about 9.30 pm...Her all black dress showed her cleavage slightly as she waited for him downstairs... It was exactly after 4 mins when he arrived in his black car...tall fair handsome man in his jeans and orange tees...he looked much younger than what he does in his office attire...he seemed strong enough too..enough to hold Maya up if she faltered...

Loud music dint allow them to sit across the table so they decided to shift to the bar stools instead...they started talking...Maya was amazed to see how this man knew small details about her...even things which she had conveniently kept away from the eyes of the social self that she was...

They were almost finishing their first order.. When Maya looked into his eyes and asked..."Can I get drunk?"...not knowing probably What it would mean...he replied "ya sure!" She probably wanted to let loose...knowing she ll b taken care of...

Party soon got over around 12 with her second LIIT...a dinner so late at night was only possible at very few places... A Uber soon took them to The Park...the best memory she ever had after that was her man feeding her all through...she felt like a kid...pampered.. cared for..loved...angelic...

The second time when Maya looked into his eyes...it was almost 2 am..there still was a sparkle in his eyes...he was standing very close to her...Maya could almost smell the wild intoxicating aroma that he had...one specific to him...wild enough for her to hold him close to her for a few more moments..wanting to be there...

Maya was dropped back that night after a quick sleep on his lap in the car...his fingers ran down her open hair...hands caressed her putting her off to a peaceful sleep...the rocking evening melted into a cozy night which ended up being one of the most memorable nights of Maya's life till now..

Next day morning the look in his eyes said there was more to it...more than what Maya knew or ever wanted to know...

Kolkata, 15th April 2016

Sunrise...

Sunrise

Holding his hand loosely Maya leaned on his shoulder...his hand was warm and fingers felt so familiar to her...Her curls covered half of her face..The boat was far from the maddening crowd of the city...It was the second hour of their ride and the city was wide awake by then...

Their day started very early today...It was 5am on a cold winter morning..Still dark...Empty roads with only few chai walas trying to set up their road side stalls...stray dogs barking here and there...And Traffic lights still blinking...Maya picked him up from his home and they headed the undefined place...

She preferred keeping it a suspense ... it was her gift to him...He kept asking on the way as their Uber crossed the lanes and bylanes of the empty cold city...She was carrying a shwal for him too presuming that he won't carry adequate warmth with him to sustain the cold winds...

Soon they reached the banks of Ganges to see the sparkle in his eyes...it was his long cherished dream...Sun was yet to rise...And the tea vendor beside had just made his first serving of the tea...Flocked around him were the boat sailors and the two souls only... He offered her tea and took her in his arms to turn to the Ganges...It felt eternal... They kept quiet as they both sipped in the warmth...And just before the sun was about to rise they decided to start what they had come for...The boat Ride on the Ganges...

The sailor was so pleased with his early morning bouni that he started playing a few old soft numbers on his not so new mobile phone... It was picture perfect...The two like minded souls kept sailing through the unknown waves of life...Lost in their own thoughts and yet united by the situation..The music..And their proximity...Life moved on in the other parts of the same world when one more memory got created...

On their way back home together they had road side hot & spicy puri sabzi... The two most peaceful hours of life got created at sunrise...

14th Feb 2017

Ganga Aarti...

Ganges passed by Maya as she stood ​there moonstruck by the beauty of hers...This was the second time she was coming back to Ganges after she last came with her Love...hand in hand they had walked by the paved banks...the park...the dreamy lights...memories flashed through her mind...it all seemed yesterday to her...

She was standing there with her SLR trying to capture the moment and he was guiding her thoroughly...he loved clicking pics once upon a time and wanted to pass on all his experiences and knowledge to her...Ganga Aarti started...though not as grand as the Varanasi Banks...it was awesome...they both stood there together...silently Maya prayed for their togetherness...Forever...

Soon Maya wanted to cruise on the Ganges...but in her own small personal boat...with a lantern capable of illuminating only their faces...he was not very keen...he doesn't find the place and idea safe enough for Maya...but as mad as Maya was...they went sailing on the beautiful Ganges for an hour...time passed by and the one hour extended over 3 hours...she watched the starts lying on the boat...he recited to her...one of the best that Maya had ever heard him in the long time...

They came back being more in love...being more together...being each others...Maya's silent prayers seemed heard...she shot balloons..had phutchka and he stood there pampering her like a child...she loved phutchka...and like every time she guided the phutchka-wala..."hara mirchi, nimbu aur matar dalna"...

And today once again as she stood still by the Bagbazaar Ghat...sun went down...the blue sky with its shades of mystery was dawning on the river...stage was set for the Ganga Aarti...

Maya dreaded that he wont be able to make it today...he was stuck in his series of meetings the last time they spoke in the afternoon...she is not looking at her watch anymore...her fists went little cold with a strange pain...she was apprehensive of whether the city's stressed life had taken away their small little happinesses and just as the Aarti started he touched her shoulder...her anxiety dropped suddenly through her spine...her neck longed for one more touch...she dint turn back...she knew his warmth...they stood together again...hand clasped...

Kolkata , 31.5.2016

Dedicated to someone i Love...