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Someone is waiting to LOVE YOU...
>>>> Continued from Part 1
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MASSAGE PARLOUR [ CONT-D]
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“Come, stand in front of me” she told.
“Anything you say” I obeyed.
When I stood closer to her, I got the faint fragrance of a French perfume emanating from her body. I had not smelt it before. May be she sprayed it on her when I went for urination.
She unbuttoned by shirt, removed it and hung on a hanger. Next, she stripped all my clothes off, one by one and made me fully nude. I felt a little unknown shyness when she eyed my shrunk penis and made a sound ‘Ummmm….’
“Sit on the bed with your legs hanging out” she said. I obeyed again.
“Since you don’t wish to have any oil massage, there is no need for me to wear this apron” she said while removing the apron and hanging it near my dresses.
I was really fascinated to see her voluptuous body now in her pink bras and panties only. The bras were not the type ladies usually wore. The cups were just enough to cover the aureoles portions only. The bras served the purpose of preventing the melons from hanging. In other words, her huge melons were in full view except for the pinkish aureoles and nipples. She surely wore it to seduce and arouse me, alright. Her skin was fair and silky soft.
Though I was on a special mission, yet I felt my heart beat rapidly. Most men lost their mental equilibrium while watching a sexy woman in nude or semi-nude. And, Kalpana was a real treat to the eyes. More than her face, her middle portion was the most sexiest in her body. Her bosom and stomach made a nice curvature towards the hips and bugled outward at buttocks and thighs and again converged below the thighs giving the line of a wave rising and falling in laps during a tide. There was no wetness in front of her panties which stuck to her cunt like a second skin. There was a deep dark cleavage in the middle of her breasts because of the sagging tendency of her breasts. A line ran throughout her well-shaped belly till just below her cunt. From there, the line started again caused by the tightly closed thighs and legs up to the knees. She must have waxed her legs or used hair-remover lotion as her thighs and legs glittered in the light. For a minute, I longed to kneel in front of her and keep my face buried on her cunt.
I was mesmerized by the exhibition of her voluptuous feminine charm, alright!
She came closer and placed both her hands on my head. Then she began running her fingers through my hairs expertly pressing my scalp a little hard with the tips of her fingers. I felt a sort of sudden relaxation and my body becoming weightless. I closed my eyes enjoying her massaging and I opened it once to see the objects rubbing my nose softly were the sharp nipples of her large breasts from under the bras. She pulled my head a little more closer to her boobs. She did it purposely as she began to sway her chest lightly to make her melons jiggling and rubbing on my face.
While she continued to massage my head, I placed my hands on her hips and pressed the waves of flesh forming two rings around her waist line. Often I squeezed them. My action failed to elicit any response from her. However, she increased the speed of movement of her body left and right swaying her hanging boobs now pressing very hard on my face. It was one of the most exciting experiences I got. Her boobs were not firm and projected but had a slight sagging tendency. I was resisting my killing temptation to catch and pull her melons.
After a while she caught my head and placed my face hidden in between her breasts and resumed the massage. I had problem in breathing but did not remove my face from her cleavage. It was one of those occasions when a man would not have attempted to rescue himself from asphyxiation. It is true an ant would feel happy trapped inside a jilebi ring but and won’t like to come of it.
I removed my hands from her hips and moved them up caressing on her lower back. The touch on her soft flesh made my cock to stir and erect. Soon, my hands found the hook of the bras and released it. The bras opened up and remained loose but still hung on her shoulders.
“Getting naughty so soon?” she asked giving me a shove to the bed. I lay on my back. She climbed up on the bed. Looking at my hard erect cock she smiled “Hmmm…getting ready for action?”
She bent over my body and placed bother her palms on my chest. Then she ran her hands together downward up to my crotch. She did so several times. I took the opportunity to lift her boobs up and down alternatively. Often I gave soft squeezes. In the process, her bras came off and she flung it to the bedside. Her big bosom with marvelous tits was really a treat to watch. After a few minutes, she moved to massage my legs right from thighs to toes. I was feeling complete relaxation of all muscles.
Later she moved to my erect cock. She held my dick firmly in her right hand and ran it upward as if pulling to stretch it. The touch of her hand on my dick sent shock-waves through my body. Then she massaged my penis downward also. When she did so, the foreskin got pulled down revealing the hot red head of my jumping cock. I could feel my cock pulsating inside her palm. Slowly she began to massage the cock up and down alternatively as if masturbating. I kept my right hand on her asses and pressed her buttocks. I tried to pull down her panties but I could not succeed.
A few minutes later, she bent over my face again. This time she brought her tits together with her hands by pressing them from their sides. Starting from my forehead, she started pressing her boobs on all parts of my face including eyes, nose, cheeks and lips. The rub and press of the nipples on my eyes were really enchanting. When she pressed the tits on my lips, I opened my mouth to take them inside. She quickly raised her body not to get her tits trapped.
“No, no. Keep your mouth shut and remain a good boy till I complete my tits-massage to you” she scolded me lovingly.
After doing it for nearly five minutes, she oscillated her boobs violently sideways and in circular motions all over my face. I was really enjoying it.
“Kalpana, please allow me to remove your panties. I can at least fuel your burner to burn and flow out the nectar when I needed it” I requested her.
“No, not yet” she said giving a pat sort of painless slap on my right cheek. Then she added “Now you are my slave. After some time, you will become the master. That time, you can rule over me”
“Hmmmm…I would be dead by that time” I surmised with a grin.
“You won’t be” she consoled me returning her grin.
From my face, she moved down to press my chest with her tits. However, this time her approach was not delicate but hard. She raised her body and brought it down with a heavy thud spreading the flesh in her boobs covering large area on my chest in a very hard press. She did it repeatedly several times.
“Does it pain you darling?” she enquired.
“Hahahaha. Not at all. Real pleasure. In fact, I was wondering if you felt pain while doing so” I replied.
“Hmmm…I give real value for money my distinguished client gives me” she said with a grin.
Like on my face, she dabbed my chest too with her swaying boobs. Lust and libido were gripping me and I put all my restraining power and willpower to a test by not grabbing her ravishing tits.
She went on to massage my belly, thighs and legs with her boobs like a perfectionist. Lastly she turned to caress my eruptive manhood. She did the same treatment to my cock too by pressing it with her boobs and dabbing gently keeping her tits in oscillation like the pendulum of an old wall-clock.
Bringing her boobs together, she kept my hot rod in the middle and sandwiched it. I could only see a little portion of the head of my cock with the orifice on its tip as its entire length remained hidden in her cleavage. Later she began to bring her boobs up and down massaging my cock fully. The drop of pre-cum on my penis got smeared on the fair flesh of boobs and due to the constant frictions it turned to be a white sticky paste. She was cunning as she constantly shifted her eyes from my cock and face. I was fuming inside and lastly I lost my control spurting out jets of hot thick milk all over her fair boobs. Due to the force and pressure, the first spurt landed on her nose. She did not wipe it out, rather continued with what she did. Her large tits became drenched, shining in the glitter of the tube-light. She made no attempt either to wipe it out.
It was too much for me to sustain. I pulled her up and made her body thud on mine in parallel. I wrapped my left hand around her body tightly while with the right, I tried to pull down her panties. But I could not remove it. I rolled over making her lay on her back now. I sat on the bed and pulled the panties with much force and strength.
‘K-k-k-r-r-r-r-r-r-r’ the thin fabric remained glued to her groin could not withstand the rough pulling and was torn off at the stitched joints.
She made no complaint. Now she lay fully nude. The way a panther sprang on its prey from ambush, I jumped on her body. I had to congratulate her as she knew what I was up to. She had already spread her legs and thighs ready welcoming my invasion. My groin seated itself on her cunt while my chest pressed her boobs smashing them. My mouth was searching hers and captured her thick luscious lips in a crushing kiss. For more brutality and force, I kept my hands around her face circling it tightly. My tongue forced itself inside her mouth searching inside. She allowed its entry by opening her mouth. The way a fish, taken out of water to land writhed, my tongue moved and wagged inside her mouth. Lastly it found its partner, her tongue, and mated with it. I was delighted when she wrapped her hands and legs around my body and held it tightly. However, I prevented my cock entering her tunnel of love.
I took her lower lip into my mouth and sucked it hard. While doing so, I released my right hand from her head and squeezed her left breast massively. True to her profession, she neither moaned nor complained of any pain by my hard squeezing.
“Thrust your rod into my hole” she said getting her lip released.
“Hmm… I need to use the condom. Let me take it from my shirt pocket. In the mean time, please bring a glass of water. I am feeling thirsty” I said configuring my ploy.
“Won’t my pussy juices quench it?” she enquired.
“We shall try it later. Right now, I need water” I insisted.
“Okay, fix the cap on your rod when I would be right back” she said going out of the bed.
As soon as I watched her going into the kitchen, I dashed out of the room to the front door. I quickly opened the bolts and kept the door merely shut so that anybody could enter after giving it a gentle push.
I rushed back to the bedroom, took one skin-tight condom from my shirt pocket and came back to the bed just in time she emerged from the kitchen with a glass of water. I stood up, took the glass and emptied it in five gulps while I looked around the walls.
I found the light blue bedroom bulb. I switched off the tube-light and switched on the bedroom bulb.
“Hey, why you switched the tube-light off?” she probed.
“Darling, lovers need right ambience and atmosphere for lovemaking. More than anything, it boosts up the sensuality and sexuality of the woman in particular. See, you look like a mermaid or voluptuous seductress in nude in this blue light. I feel like eating you from head to foot. You are really beautiful” I said purposely to divert her attention.
“Hmmm…Thank you” she said with a grin.
I looked up at the wall-clock which showed twenty minutes to twelve. I can afford to have two rounds, if not three before the action started.
“Darling, won’t you do a blowjob before we fucked? I am craving to get the touch of your mouth on my manhood” I said.
“Umm….sure” she agreed as if she consented to do a favour to me. What’s the hell for she had taken twenty-five thousand from me?
I sat on the edge of the cot while she sat on the floor between my hanging legs. Then she caught my penis with her left hand and pulled it towards her open mouth. First, she gave a thorough lick all over the surface, length and breadth of the cock rotating her tongue. Then she took the head of the dick into her mouth and began to suck it very hard right from the start. While sucking, with her right hand, she caught the balls and squeezed them. By the way she did, I knew she was doing it perfunctorily not for her sake but for my pleasures to earn the money. She stopped after a couple of minutes when I had nearly reached the climax.
She stood up and lay on the bed.
“Darling, do I need to do everything by myself? I wish you put this condom on my penis” I said with a grin.
She sat up again and took the condom from me. Slowly she put in on my dick the way a lady put on a gown by slipping it down from over her head.
She lay back on bed and raised her legs and thighs widely and said “Come on, fuck now”
I approached her gaping hole with my penis on my right hand. I wondered how many penises had already penetrated and disappeared inside this tunnel of love, ploughed the marshy land and sowed the seeds! On other occasions, I would have loved to lick and suck the pinkish honeycomb and gulp down the sweet honey flowing from it after mauling, but I had no interest to do it to this wretched woman.
‘Plickkkkk..’ my penis encountered no obstruction and vanished up to its hilt as soon as I placed its head on the entrance and made a gentle push.
“Go on fucking” her voice contained more of an order than a sexy request. I knew she wanted me to finish up soon and repeat in some more positions quickly so that I would sleep fully tired and she too can sleep.
I fucked her vigorously. Truly speaking, I was not getting much pleasures. I knew unless a man received skin-to-skin touch feelings and pleasures normally got from a tight pussy, he won’t feel much fun and happiness. I observed her face while I continued to fuck her. She lay flat, her face turned to one side with her eyes closed. She had kept her both hands outstretched at either side of her body.
“Darling” I called her. She opened her eyes and looked at me. “Ummm?” she asked.
“Who was your favourite fucker or client?” I asked.
“Are you here to catch the fishes or count them?” she asked curtly.
“To be nearer the truth, both” I replied and added “I can’t but wonder why women in this profession take so much of offence to a genuine curiosity of their valued lover? Honestly speaking, it is my pride and ego to pay more and make my sweetheart happier than any other wealthy dolt could do. Didn’t my paying you twenty-five thousand prove it already?”
Observing her face convinced me my words did work on her.
“You are right. And thank you darling” she said and continued “Well, the person who loved me the most paying me well is a boy. He is my student. Sorry, I can’t tell you his name, because of my personal ethics and need to maintain secrecy”
While I still fucked her savagely, I felt a shiver run down my spine. ‘You little swine, you need not have to tell his name. I knew it already’ I thought.
“Good to know. I have decided to pay you more than he did every time I am with you. Look, I was never frugal with my dearest ones. And you are my most loved one, my darling, my sweet heart” I said and added “Did you say he is your student?”
She made a gesture of reflex as if she had placed her feet on a hot iron rod. She realized her own fatal mistake of slipping out too much.
“Not exactly. He is a novice and I am teaching him the art of lovemaking” she said trying to cover her face devoid of any expression.
“Do you teach him Law since you are an advocate” I probed.
“You can say that. He wants to become a lawyer. I am assisting him”
I wanted to give a heavy slap across her face for telling too many lies since I had already found out there was neither any lady by the name Kalpana enrolled in Bar Association nor any women by that name practiced as an advocate in any court of law in the city.
“Oh..you have slowed down. Fuck me more harder” she tried to divert my attention from brooding too much on what we had talked about.
So, I began to fuck her more brutally thrusting my pelvic forward and backward in incessant motions. I caught her two melons with my hands and squeezed them whenever I made a forward fuck. Predictably, within next couple of minute, I reached climax and ejaculated into the condom.
I offloaded from her body and she too stood up. I went to her toilet to clean myself. She was sitting on the bed in a pensive mood. ‘Was she thinking if she had slipped too much?’ I wondered.
I joined her but sat on the floor this time in between her legs.
“Bend over my head” I told her.
She did so. Her huge jiggling melons were brushing on my face now. I turned my face upward and took her left boob covering the big nipple and aureole into my mouth and sucked hard. My left hand went up and squeezed her right melon. Often, I licked her boob with my tongue. Her nipples were large, almost the size and colour of cherry, beautifully placed on her tits. I wondered if Ravi was more attracted to her huge boobs than any other part of her body.
After sucking the tit for a couple of minutes, she raised her body releasing the boob from my mouth only to lower and send her other tit into my mouth for sucking. It was a great experience, indeed and I enjoyed every moment of it, at least forgetting my mission for the time being.
I felt a stir in my penis. It was erecting again.
I was a little surprised to note she had not moaned a single time all this time. May be what I did, had not aroused her at all. And, I have not cared for it either.
It was only when I started to bite her boobs and nipples that she protested a little.
“Hey, don’t do that. It would leave ugly marks of teeth” she complained.
“Okay, I won’t do that” I said but began to pull her nipple holding it tightly with my tongue and lips. Simultaneously, I started to twist and tweak the other nipple very hard. I smiled to realize I was trying to extract maximum value for my money too.
After a little time, my cock had erected fully, ready for action. I took one more condom and put it on my erect cock.
As asked by me, she stood on the floor near the cot. I lifted her right leg and placed it on the cot while her left foot was on the floor.
Standing behind her, I guided the head of my cock into her pussy hole. With the ease a hot iron rod was driven into a lump of cheese, my penis penetrated her tunnel and disappeared inside. She bent a little forward to accommodate our position. Then I began to fuck her vigorously in doggy style. It did not necessitate me to fuck her harder because with my each forward thrust, my penis went fully inside her up to its hilt. I could feel the head of my cock hitting her cervix near the uterus as the length of her vaginal canal was reduced due to the standing position she had adopted. Holding her buttocks, I rammed my penis repeatedly fucking her savagely. Then I brought my hands around her body and caught her hanging melons. I squeezed them mercilessly while I continued with my fucking. I released my left hand from her boob and caught her hairs together and pulled back. This made her to tilt her head backward to ease the pain she felt. I went on with my fucking the way a man rode a horse holding its reins. I was a little disappointed as I attained orgasm within next two minutes. I pulled out my sagging penis and went straight to the bathroom.
I found her lying on her back on the bed when I came back. I gave a look at her pussy. I was a little astonished to see our two unions had not helped her to culminate to a climax as there was no secretion coming out of her hole. Who cared it any way, I thought.
I got into the bed and lay besides her keeping my right hand hugging her.
“Can we have a little rest?” she asked.
“Sure” I said as it suited me too.
While still lying, I looked at the wall-clock which showed the time ten minutes to one. I knew in another forty minutes, Ravi would come into the bedroom stealthily. Earlier, I had made an anonymous call to him identifying myself as his well-wisher. I had narrated and explained everything about her true self and identity to him. It was just a matter of few minutes’ time for him to get himself convinced about everything I had told him by seeing with his own eyes.
Exactly at one o’clock, I asked her “Can you do me a favour?”
“Yes, what’s it?” she asked.
“Can you make a cup of hot coffee for me? Sorry to disturb you, but it’s my habit to replenish my energy before my final round of lovemaking” I said her as if pleading. “After that round, we can retire to sleep”.
She considered what I had just told her. “Sure” she said and got up from the bed. I too joined her. Together, we went, in nude to the kitchen. I stood by her side caressing her large buttocks while she made the coffee and filled one cup.
“Won’t you like to take coffee?” I asked.
“No. I won’t get sleep if I consumed coffee now” she said with a smile.
We came back to the bedroom. Sitting side by side, I sipped the coffee. It tasted very good, alright.
“How long you have been divorced, Kalpana” I asked casually.
She looked at my eyes sharply and said “Four years”
“It is a pity. Any specific reason?” I asked.
“None of your fucking business” she retorted.
After emptying the cup, I placed it on the writing table at the far end of the room.
“Thank you, darling for the nice coffee. It was really excellent” I said.
“My pleasure” she replied.
Without her noticing, I looked at the clock. The time was sixteen minutes past one. Another nine minutes for the action, I thought.
I caressed her nude back with my left hand and said “Time for the last round before we retire for sleeping, darling”
“Hmmm…okay” she said.
I pulled her to face me and I kissed on her lips and pursed them. My right hand squeezed her left boob. Then it went down and rubbed her pussy and clitoris. I was killing time.
“Are you living here alone?” I asked.
“Which way you want to fuck me now” she preferred to counter my question with another question apparently not liking to answer mine.
“Well, I would like you to mount and ride on me” I said with a smile.
I had reason to really smile this time, because I wanted Ravi, when he entered the room, to see us making love while she was riding on me. This way, he will be convinced she was fucking me, and not vice-versa. If we were in missionary position, it would give out an impression I was fucking her, worse I was forcing on her or making her submissive.
I lay straight on my back leisurely. She mounted sitting on my body astride on my thighs, just below my cock. I was delighted to see her back was turned to the bedroom door. This time she guided my cock into her tunnel. It went in smoothly.
She began to make delicate thrusts moving her pelvic forward and backward in rhythm. I could read from her face she was not deriving any pleasures out of our mating.
“Darling, fuck me slow, then go on increasing the speed and force steadily” I said.
“I am doing exactly that” she replied nonchalantly.
She had leaned backward thrusting with her pussy forward to make the union and fusion of our genitals complete. Then she bent forward and started to fuck vigorously. Initially I participated by thrusting my penis upward. I noticed only two minutes were remaining for half past one. So, I lay still allowing her to do the fucking. Once I caught both her jiggling boobs and gave a massive squeezing. It was so hard that I was sure it really pained her. I did it purposely so that she leaned back again. The trick worked. To escape from my squeezing her melons, she leaned back and resumed her fucking again.
After a gap of one minute or so, she was making one massive thrust forward when I noticed from the corner of my eyes that the door moved inside slightly. Since she had her back turned to the door, she could not see it.
“Darling, I am reaching climax. Fuck vigorously now” I said in a voice not more than a mutter.
She responded giving brutal thrusts with her pussy rapidly just in time I saw a figure standing near the door and watching us on the bed.
“Do it fast, very fast” I said in a voice of pleading and request, but a little louder so that Ravi could hear it.
She accelerated further just to help me reach climax soon and end up the whole fucking to retire to sleep.
“Oh, I can’t make it more harder and faster” she said while she accumulated all her energy and exerted maximum force and speed to fuck.
“Aaaaahhhh….Oooooouuuuuccccccchhhhhhhhhhhhh…” suddenly I heard her yelling in excruciating pain. Her head was jerked to backside. I found Ravi standing behind her and pulling all her hairs together sharply with both of his hands. I thought if he had applied a little more force, all her tresses would have come off her scalp into his hands! I knew she did not know or see what really hit her. With his right leg, Ravi gave a heavy kick to her back which sent her off my body and reeling to the bed.
I was attempting to get up when Ravi placed his foot on my chest pinning me down on bed. Not only that, he kicked and thumbed on my chest with his foot. It really hurt me. I knew how to defend myself but I needed to hit him. Actually I did not want to hurt him but just wanted to evade his furious onslaught. He was still kicking on my chest when I saw Kalpana rushing out of the bed and gathering her apron. She quickly put it on her body.
With Ravi’s foot still on my chest, I smiled at her.
“You son of a bitch, so you have been cheating me” she snarled at me.
She was intelligent and quick enough to realize that she had bolted the front door from inside and Ravi could not have entered unless I stealthily kept in open when she went inside the house for something.
“All your game and drama have come to an end, you little devil” I shot at her still grinning.
“You cheating bustard, I would make your regret your father fucked a bitch and gave birth to you” I heard her thundering. Then to my surprise, I found her running out of the bedroom.
At the back of my mind, I was wondering where the hell Deepak had gone? What was he doing? I had asked him to follow Ravi and immobilize him after two minutes. But where did he disappear? Didn’t he come at all? He should have met Kalpana when she rushed out and disappeared.
Now I found suddenly myself with Ravi in the room. He was still crushing my chest with his right foot. I made a quick roll of my body on bed. His foot was displaced and he stumbled forward. Before he could regain balance, I made a semi-circular kick with my left leg hitting his foot very hard. He fell sprawled on the floor with a thud and curse. I sprang up and jumped from the cot to the floor and ran towards my clothes. By the time he could get up, I quickly dressed up myself. Ravi too stood up slowly. Now I and Ravi stared at each other from either side of the cot.
“Dear boy, are you now convinced that the woman you fell in love was a wretched tart up for money?” I asked with a grin.
He was about to spring at me in fury when a heavy hand came around his neck pressing a handkerchief on to his nose. Another hand held him tightly around his waist. Ravi made a few feeble movements to shake off and free himself from the clutches but soon fell unconscious. Deepak grinned at me from behind Ravi and laid the motionless Ravi on the bed.
“Deepak, watch out for her” I yelled at Deepak just in time I found Kalpana suddenly appeared behind him. She held a steel-bladed kitchen-knife in her raised right hand aimed at Deepak’s back.
Deepak turned around, found her and ducked from the line of her flashing hand with the knife to save himself from her attack. He caught her wrist, spun it and folded behind her back. I knew his vice-like grip with his massive hand must be pulverized her soft wrist. She yelled and writhed in pain releasing the knife which fell to the floor.
“What am I supposed to do with her, Jai” he asked me smilingly.
“Take her with you, marry her and produce children” I said fumingly. “Where the hell have you been so long you fool? The boy crushed my chest. Why did you come so late?” I demanded in a strident voice.
“Oh, I ran into a patrolling police sergeant who was asking me so many questions. It took much time for me to shake him off” he said still grinning.
I was not amused with what he had said. My chest was paining like hell. I rubbed the place where Ravi had thumbed with his foot.
Suddenly, I was terrified to find a quick movement and appearance of a very big man in uniform just behind Deepak. I found him raising both his hands carrying a heavy baton.
“Watch out, Deepak! You have got company of that cop again” I yelled at him.
It was too late. Before Deepak could turn back, the heavy baton landed on the middle of his head in a massive blow. I thought if it had hit on my head, I would have seen dancing stars twinkling in front of my eyes in daylight too. But Deepak was as tough like a steel statue.
Getting in close quarter to Deepak was as deadly as going near a king cobra. In spite of the massive hitting, he turned and caught with his left hand the throat of the police sergeant in a vice-like grip. I could see the eyes of the cop popping out of their sockets.
“Beware Deepak! He is trying to pull his gun from the hip holster” I cried out.
The fingers on Deepak’s right hand closed together tightly into a fist almost the size of a small football. He drew his fist back and flashed forward landing it on the cop’s dirty nose in a heavy punch. The cop cursed and thudded to the floor, blood oozing from his nostrils in two channels.
“Ppphhhhuuuuu, the swine nearly got me” Deepak said still grinning.
I found Kalpana taking the knife from the floor.
“You bastard, how you dare hit my husband” Kalpana yelled and charged at Deepak with the knife. She raised her right hand with the knife but could not bring it down. I moved with lightening speed and caught her wrist in mid-air, twisted and held it at her back. In a fit of fury I shove my right knee to her buttocks in a heavy kick. She too sprawled on the floor with a thud.
I pulled her up by the apron’s fronts and demanded “What’s the hell you have told just now? Is this cop your husband?”
“Yes, you son of a bitch” she snarled at me.
“Funny thing! You had told you were divorced. How he became your husband now? Marriage of convenience, huh?” I asked while I shook her violently back and froth.
“Yes, he is my husband. I had lied to you swine” she snarled again.
Deepak was keeping a watch on the cop, now claimed to be her husband. He was mopping his nose and face with a handkerchief which turned red soaked in his own blood. However, he still lay on the floor. Once he feebly tried to get up. Deepak was delighted to give a massive kick with his right foot at the cop’s left cheek which immobilized him!
It was very difficult to stop Deepak once he started a fight. He drew his gun from the holster hung on his left shoulder and thrust its barrel into the cop’s mouth and snarled “Lay quiet or I will shoot a slug into your stomach”.
“Deepak, don’t fire and make a mess” I cried at him.
“You don’t know, Jai” Deepak turned to tell me “This swine had asked me thousands of uncomfortable questions on my way here as if I was on the run killing his mother. I didn’t know he had been shadowing me to here”
“You have already settled the score with him. Leave him alone now” I told and grinned to pacify him.
“Okay, okay. Let us get the hell out of here, Jai” Deepak said.
“Yeah, just a minute” I replied to Deepak and turned to Kalpana again “So, now your game is over. It would be most appropriate for me to alert the Police Head Quarters and call them here to see for themselves what have been going on in this stinking place. That would get you and your cop husband a good number of years behind the bars. For your sake, I am not doing it. But I am leaving you with a strict warning. Keep your tentacles off this boy for ever. If you don’t do that I will make you regret you were born as a human female in this life. Also, it would have been justified to recover whatever this boy and we had given you. But again you are left off with our mercy. Whatever happened had happened. No regrets. But you know what you must do in future…” I snarled at her giving one big violent jerk and push releasing my hold on her. It made her stagger back and thud at the wall.
“Come on, Deepak, let us carry the boy down” I told Deepak.
“Leave him, Jai. I can handle it” Deepak said and carried Ravi on his broad shoulders with the ease he carried a doll.
The old watchman gaped at us in amazement when we reached the basement after climbing down the stairs.
“Anything I can help you, Sir” he asked politely.
“Keep your goddamn mouth shut, that’s all” I snarled at him.
I opened the rear door of the car and Deepak laid Ravi on the backseat keeping his legs folded. Then he sat on the front seat and I drove the car off.
“To where, Jai?” Deepak enquired.
“His hostel” I replied.
I drove fast as the roads were almost deserted at that hour.
“Deepak, what had you applied on Ravi? How long he is likely to be out” I asked looking at Deepak.
“Hmmm…I was afraid to hit him as you had asked me. I could have done that but that might turn fatal. So, I used a little chloroform. He would be fine in another hour or so” he said grinning.
Within twenty-five minutes, we reached the management institute’s campus gate. I talked to the security officer at the gate who alerted the hostel warden. As directed by the security officer, I drove inside the campus and reached the hostel. An elderly man introduced himself as the warden came anxiously near our car. I briefed him that we found the boy lying unconscious by the side of a road we were to pass, probably robbed. I told we got his identity from his empty wallet and brought him there on humanitarian gesture. I assured he needed no medical attention and he would be fine after half an hour or so. We left after the warden thanking us profusely.
About 11.30 the next morning, I drove to the management institute. Though Deepak wanted to accompany me, I turned down his suggestion. The boy would feel enormous guilty-conscience to meet Deepak who was his father’s partner and family friend. But to him, I was a stranger.
I had a word with the hostel warden. He told Ravi regained consciousness after forty minutes or so on sprinkling cold water on his face. But he could not remember anything what had happened to him the previous night.
On my insistence to meet Ravi just once for a couple of minutes, the warden agreed and sent a helper to take me to the class room. After a long walk through several buildings and corridors, lastly I reached the big classroom on the second floor of a building. As I reached the landing after climbing up the stairs and was about to turn to the door leading to the classroom, suddenly I stopped short. I heard a familiar voice, speaking something in English. I felt waves of shiver running down my spine. All the hairs on my body stood straight and bristled. With much difficulty, I took two steps and turned my head to look inside the class and saw the person whom I never wanted to meet again in my life.
Standing on the wooden platform, with a long stick in hand pointed towards some scribbling on human resource management on the blackboard on the wall and giving lecture to the students and dressed in a light blue sari was none other than Kalpana!
I was shocked many times in life, alright, but I never felt so petrified that I stood like a statue gaping at her with my mouth turned into the shape of a big O. For a few seconds I became numb!
Suddenly I felt all missing pieces falling into their respective slots making a complete picture. Yes, what slipped accidentally out of her mouth the previous night was true and correct. Ravi was her student, alright. So, she was either a full-time or part-time faculty of the management institute. No wonder Deepak and I found management books on her study table!
She saw me as I was observing her with utter shock and amazement. She ignored me and turned to explain what she taught to the students.
“Excuse me, Madam, please send the student Ravi Prakash out for a couple of minutes. I have permission from your authorities” I said to her.
I watched her looking among the students. “Ravi, someone has come to meet you. You can go out” I heard her saying.
I found Ravi standing up from the middle and coming out. He followed me towards the far end of the corridor.
“I am sure you know me by now. Or, at least you have seen me yesterday night in the ugly incident.” I said and continued “Well, I am not here to cause any embarrassment to you. I just came here for two purposes. One is to check how you kept yourself now. Second is to give you an important advice to remain a very good boy and student and live up to your father’s expectations. Don’t worry; I shall keep everything strictly private and confidential. I assure, your father would never come to know what had happened so far”. Then bringing my face close to him, I snarled in a threatening voice “But, yes, if you ever attempted to return to your rotten ways, I will break your skull and keep your stinking brains on display in this institute to show how an idiot could never make himself a successful manager or businessman! Make no mistake about it because I always did what I said. All the best to you” I said to him still standing with his head bent staring at the floor. I did not wait for his response and began to walk towards the staircase to go down. As I was about to turn the first flight of stairs, I looked over my shoulder and found him going back to his class.
While driving back, I thought: A seed germinates, grows to a small plant and sapling and further grows to a small tree and a very big tree. When it is still a very small plant, it could be taken off the soil with its roots and replanted at another location and soil. It will continue to grow. But once the small plant grew into a big tree, it can not be relocated. The case is same with human beings also. In a young tender age a person could be easily molded and modulated to any way – from right to wrong and vice versa – through several means. But when the person grows up to become an adult, it is difficult to change him/her. Ravi fell himself a prey for unwanted temptations, circumstantial encouragements or pressures to explore into tempestuous horizons and atmosphere. A stitch in time could save ten possibly more that could never be mended.
One and a half years later, I had the pleasure to attend Ravi’s wedding with Deepak’s daughter. When Ravi touched my feet to seek my blessings, nobody saw two tears that fell from his eyes on to my feet. He did not have to tell those droplets were his humble dakshina to me. Yet, I was quick enough to notice Deepak’s eyes were also filled. A gift, but at least a gift.
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