On an March evening, Renji and I went to see the sunset at Vidyan kunnu. It was a majestic sight to watch the sun disappear below the horizon. We sat close together.
Renji was absorbed in the scene beyond. I sat near him. He seldom looked at me. He ignored me completely. I came to learn classical dance. I stayed with my uncle in Thiruvananthapuram. I knew no one there. My cousin Renji helped me in travel around the city. His motor cycle was new. He liked to show off his prized bike.
I could ride behind, clutching him close to my breast. I liked it very much. Then came Renji’s birthday. We went to a cinema. Renji sat through the show without speaking to me. I felt more than ignored. I asked myself why he took me along ? Am I a spare part ? What is he waiting for ? A few months passed without much fun.
My mom asked what was going on ? I replied:” Nothing much, but, Renji respects me for sure.” I was eager to know what was going on in his head. Where am I ? Then it was time for Renji to complete his project. I used to sort his work to put it in order. Then Renji had to add an important picture to his work. We went to the library. I searched the stack for fun. I tried to grab a book from the upper shelf.
I lifted my right hand. Soon, Renji came behind me in stealth and grabbed my breast roughly. I closed my eyes. My face blushed. He fondled the cup in his palm. He pulled and squeezed nicely. That was good for me. So, I realized my place in his plan. He looked tense and anxious and ready for anything. Renji was a serious student and he took matters seriously. I was proud of him. We went to vaidyan kunnu for the last time.
To my luck, it was cloudy. The sun was not to be seen. We had a chat. It was getting darker and darker. All lovers went away sooner or later. We were alone in the bush covered hill top. Renji liked the nail polish on my feet. He slowly pulled my sari up to see my ankle. He liked me and mine. He tickled my toes and massaged my feet. His eyes were burning spot in my mind. “What is he waiting for ? “ I thought. Renji was unto something good and I needed it fast. His delay was killing me. I wanted to be back home sooner. Soon he kissed me all over again and again.
That was good ! Next week, I returned to my parents. Renji never communicated to me. Being my cousin, it is not nice to ignore me like that. I got all his news from his sister. He got a good job in Singapore. “Good for him. “ I thought. Time passed quickly. Exactly four years later, Renji was coming to a wedding reception of his friend Liza.
Liza is my friend for years. We were class mates. Her future husband was Renji’s close friend. I went to the reception early. I needed to see my Renji . I wanted to speak with him. Just to let him know how I missed him so long. I was amazed by his looks. He is a rich man now. No more playful like before. He looked serious and professional. I knew that my lost Renji is behind this strange looking nerd. I breathed a heavy sigh. Renji moved from table to table like a butterfly. He did not notice me.
I needed his attention more than ever. Now or never I needed him. How could he forget me ? I managed enough strength to do an act. I walked towards him and said:” How are you ?” He cast a doubtful look at me. I put my right arm over his shoulder and kissed Renji. This brought back my man. He grabbed me and almost lifted me up. So far so good. We made an excuse to the host and went out towards the beach in his car. We sat there and eat food together. When the tummy is ful, I know what a man wants.
Renji pressed me closer to him and we kissed all over. He pinched my arse and squeezed me tight. I lost myself in his arms. He was very fond of my arse and all the time liked my bust. I said:”It is for you and you alone, Renji” I invited him to my house. He wanted to fly with me to Singapore and show me the wonders and attractions there.
That is what we are here for. Eat, drink and make merry. I wanted him to press my nipples to his lips. I wondered:”Why did he not try it” May be next time. But, next time never comes around, I knew.
Jessy Mathew
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