KaYa OS: A Casual Night!

 KaYa OS: A Casual Night

Ananya was tired. She was literally panting by the time she reached her doorstep. It had been the most tiring day of her life, covering 12 back to back stories in one day and on top of that being sent to the market with such a long grocery list by her mother seemed purely cruel for her right now. For a cherry on the cake, Kabir had disappeared early from office today like a genie and Ronnie was busy preparing for a date with his newly found girlfriend, Richa, so basically there had been no one merciful enough to drop her home. Upar se the taxis’ were one strike today. Great! Just great! Though Ananya as she remembered how suffering it was to carry 6 heavy plastic bags right to the main road and then in an auto-rickshaw which almost made her fly off with all the groceries. Damn, she couldn’t even ring the doorbell.

“Ma! Main aa gayi…” she shouted.

“Ma! Ananya aa gayi!” repeated an unfamiliar voice casually, taking all the plastic bags from her hands.

“Aap yahan?” Ananya asked shocked, following him inside the house.

“Main yahan.” He repeated, placing the bags on the table and walking to the pot on the stove.

“Kabir…” she said irritated.

“Ananya say aa…” he said.

“Aaa…” Ananya said not realizing she had given in the repeat game as he made her taste the soup.

“Kaisi hai?” Kabir asked.

“Namak kam hai…” she said still irritated that he was not replying to her.

“Yeh kha kar dekho..” he said placing a spoonful of biryani in her mouth.

“Perfect hai.”

“Ma ne banaya hai…”

“Aaaah!!! Kabir kya aap thodi der Kal Ho Na Ho ke Shah Rukh Khan ki tarah behave karna band karenge?” Ananya said forming fists in both her hands.

“Okay!” he said chirpily.

“Beta kyun itna chid rahi hai?” Anita asked smiling, soothing Ananya’s hair as she was huffing. 

“Kabir toh yahan sirf tujhe surprise dene ke liye aaya hai…” she told Ananya.

“Surprise?” Ananya asked, astonished.

Anita laughed, “Haha..haan.. wo usne mujhe call karke kaha ki aaj wo humare saath dinner karna chahta hai aur dinner khud banayega apne haathon se tumhare liye…” she completed.

Ananya looked at Kabir feeling very warm by his sweet gesture of surprising her and making an effort to spend time with her family. He could have asked her out and taken her to a restaurant, that would have saved him all the effort of cooking and also he wouldn’t have to mingle with her family. But no, he did things the way she liked. He knew very well how much she enjoyed her time with her family and his sweet gesture today told her that he valued her priority.

“Ananya, shaadi ke baad week mein atleast chaar din mujhe yahin pe dinner karna hai…” he said busy tasting a syrup. “Actually…” he continued thoughtfully, “Ma! Aap aur Armaan humaare saath shift kyun nahi ho jaate shaadi ke baad?”

“Aap ko dahej mein hum chahiye jiju?” Armaan asked, laughing at his own joke, earning giggles from everyone.

Kabir laughed, “Not a bad idea saleh sahib!” he patted Armaan’s shoulder making him taste the syrup, “Dahej mein ma ur bhai aayenge toh madam mujhe kam pareshaan karengi…” he added.

“AW!” Ananya’s mouth opened an an ‘o’ shape, “Main aap ko pareshaan karti hoon?” she asked going rapidly towards him but stopped when she heard Armaan say, “Wow Jiju! Kya Rasgulla bana hai!! Didi toh saara bowl akele kha jayengi!”

Ananya processed Armaan’s word for a moment; he had made Rasgulla for her despite not liking that sweet-dish. He could have made something he liked too but he gave priority to her taste before his own. Goodness, not a single sweet-dish was as sweet as Kabir.

“Ab jaldi jaa beta, nahaa kar aaja…tab tak saara kuch pak jayega..Kabir ne aaj hum sabki eke k favorite dish banayi hai…” Anita told Ananya.

“Kya?” Ananya looked at Kabir who plainly smiled at her as if it was no big deal.

“Haan Jiju ne mere liye dal-makni, ma ke liye dum-aloo aur aapke liye biryani aur rasgulla banaya hai… sham chaar baje se lekar yeh dekhiye nau baje tak paka rahe hain…” Armaan told her proudly.

“Aap ne bulletin miss kardi khana pakaane ke liye?” Ananya asked feeling that she would die from all the shock she was receiving in one single night.

Kabir looked at her and smiled, “Not a big deal Ananya! Family comes first. Aaj maine Rohan se request kiya aur usne kaha ki who mera bulletin parh dega….aisa chalta hai kabhi kabhi…ab humare profession mein kya Sunday kya Monday? It’s a seven day job haina? Waqt milta nahi hai….nikalna padta hai…” he told her earnestly. “Ab jao jaldi se fresh hokar aa jao…” Ananya wiped her tears of happiness and rushed to her room for a quick bath, she couldn’t wait to taste the food that her man had made so lovingly for her.

The dinner was the best of what Ananya had in so many years. Tinkles of laughter jingled in the house as they enjoyed the delicious food and aftermath sat down sharing their lovely stories, looking at albums, sharing high-school stories and much more. After so many years all of them had spent a complete family evening, all thanks to Kabir.

“Thank you beta…aaj bahot dino baad itni zyada khushi mili hai mujhe…” Anita told him, expressing her gratitude.

Kabir made an upset face, “Ek taraf aap beta maanti hai aur dusri taraf paraya kar deti hain Ma! Yeh kya baat hui?” he asked Anita, hugging her.

“Acha sorry!” Anita said laughing as they all bid goodbye to Kabir.

Ananya walked to her room, feeling extremely special that Kabir had made her simple evening which was going like the worst day of life into the best day. She laughed at how he held the power to change her mood within seconds. But somewhere she felt disappointed for not being able to thank Kabir properly for this lovely night and not even hugging him goodbye, she thought sighing as she took off the outer knee length dress she was wearing above her shorts and tank top.

“You look hot!” she heard a whisper as strong hands engulfed her petite waist from behind. “Kabir!” Ananya said shocked. They had been in a relationship for two months now and hugging, kissing on the cheeks and small pecks on the lip were something that they had grown quite comfortable to but they were yet to explore the intimacy part of their relationship, and what Kabir was doing right now by moving her to one side and kissing her neck was way too intimate for Ananya to think straight. She was too overtaken by the pleasure of his lips playing havoc on her senses by nipping on the soft spot on her neck.

“Tum itni khoobsurat kyun ho Ananya?” he asked turning her around in his grasp, not breaking the proximity between them.

“Aap yahan kya kar rahein hain?” asked Ananya with quivering lips. She was not a usual shy type girl but the way Kabir was holding her right now with intense eyes, his lips barely three centimeters away, she could definitely melt.

“Maine tumhara favorite meetha banaya…magar badle mein tumne mujhe mera favorite meetha nahi diya Ananya...not fair!” he complained, tracing her face with the back of his hand.

Ananya shivered at his intimate touch, “Mujhe…mujh..mujhe…nahin pataa tha…ki..ki..” she tried speaking, her eyes closing involuntarily, as Kabir slipped the strap of the tank top and began kissing her shoulder, “ki…aap..aane waale hain warna main cake le aati…” she completed with much difficulty before she lost all her senses.

Kabir looked up for a second, “Main cake ki baat nahi kar raha tha…”

“Phir?” Ananya asked him confused.

Kabir lightly traced her lips with his thumb, “Yeh hai mera favorite meetha!” he said in such a seductive manner that Ananya gasped audibly. Saying that he did not even rush one bit, he took his time and slowly came forward looking in her eyes with passion as her eyes closed in desire, he slowly captured her lower lip in his, enduring every bit of sweetness in her lips. He was taking the kiss so slowly that she wanted to cry for she had never experienced something so beautiful as this. His kiss was making her feel weak in the knees but he had held her securely. This was the first time she was experiencing pure bliss! He was being so soft on her as if she was a delicate doll who needed to be handled with utmost care. After what seemed like eternity they both slowly broke the kiss, panting.

Both settled down on Ananya’s teeny cute little bed, sitting in each other’s arms, Kabir let Ananya breathe for a while as he knew that what just happened moments ago was a very new experience for her. She had never experienced this stage of physical intimacy and despite being so damn attracted to her, he had always given her that space. He wanted them to first be able to explore the emotional part of their relationship and begin understanding each other. Today when he saw her smiling like never before in the living room, he realized that he had finally understood her emotions and what mattered to her in life. Finally feeling content that they had a beautiful emotional journey so far he had the urge to kiss her senseless when he saw her devouring on that rasgulla. She had no idea how delicious she looked and in that one moment he knew he could spend all day every day in the kitchen just to see Ananya enjoying her favorite food looking so delicious herself.

“Aap toh hamesha control mein hote hain, phir aaj kuch khaas?” Ananya asked, as finally her breathing evened.

“Aaj tum hadh se kuch zyada hi khoobsurat lag rahi thi…agar tum roz isi tarah rasgulle khaya karogi toh roz mera saara control khidki ke baahar ud jaayega… you looked irresistible Ananya!” he told her honestly. Ananya gulped, she had not expected him to be so boldly honest about what made him lose control tonight.

She realized one thing, she should be really open about how she feels because he was being so honest and she knew he would really appreciate her honest feelings rather than meekly avoiding the topic. “Toh aap jaldi se shaadi kyun nahi karlete mujhse?” she asked looking at him lovingly.

“Jaldi toh mujhe bhi hai lekin lagta hai aap ki ma ke Pandit ji ko nahi hai…” he said smiling, “Aaj maine ma se shaadi ka date fix karne ko kaha toh unhone same time Pandit ji ko phone kiya..Chaar hafte baad ki taarik nikli hai…”

“Kya! Humari shaadi ki date fix hogayi?” Ananya almost shouted excitedly, hugging Kabir tightly. “Shhh! Sab jag jayenge!” Kabir laughed.

“Kabir…” Ananya said holding his hand, looking right into his eyes. “Thank you. Thank you so much. Aap ne humesha meri feelings ko zyada importance diya. Aap ne humare beech mein physical intimacy ko lane se pehle mujhe space diya ki main iss relationship ko samajh sakun aur handle kar sakun…phir aapne yeh step liya…” she kissed his hands simultaneously, “Main aap se kabhi nahi kehti ki aap jo karte hai mere liye wo mujhe kitna pasand hai aur mere dil ko kitna choo jata hai… You have made my life so beautiful by being there for me like a pillar. You have accepted my family whole-heartedly and have given them all the happiness in the world. Today you made me feel like a woman, a beautiful woman from within. The  way you expressed your love tonight was something new for me but I felt really special. I felt loved. Thank you for giving me the best feeling in the world…”

“I love you Ananya!” Kabir whispered kissing away the tears that had fallen from her eyes just moments ago.

“I love you Kabir, more than you can imagine…” she said hugging him goodbye as he left from the window which he had entered through.

Their relationship was the best thing they both had ever experienced. They had fought against all odds together and now they were soon going to be one, officially. Even all the trouble that had come their way, ran back-foot. It was true that time and tide waits for no man. Time had taken their greatest tests and they had emerged even stronger. Their dreams of a happily ever after had finally come true…