Wednesday, December 25, 2013

A Lot Like Love....

5.35 PM.

Elevator stopped on the ground floor. He came down straight into the hotel loby, nervously looking for someone. Hotel receptionist greeted him meekly to which he responded half heartedly. He was anxious and excited at the same time. In a city totally unknown with stranger people around, it was bound to be.

Just as he was curiously anticipating someone, He looked across. He could see a vague figure through the thick tinted glass,  coming towards the entrance. He Approached towards the entrance, towards the vague figure.

" Hello" - He greeted with a little more stress on the word and more on the emotion behind it.

" Hi" - Came a gentle reply with a smile and a gaze. They hugged, rather socially.

 " You are surely not as thin as a hanger and your specs are good" - She started the conversation, for he was half in disbelief , half mesmerized with her beauty.

There was something unique about that evening - it was about that anticipation, excitement, insecurity, joy of seeing someone outside a chat window, hearing that person across the table whose voice you have heard, whose voice you have often desired to hug and a collage of all such moments which had suddenly materialized, all at once. She came across amazingly earthy, beautiful and gorgeous to him. He was lost in her gaze, her hair which she had deliberately and craftily adjusted on one side. He could not be sure whether to talk or to listen or to just stare at her - and trying to find words in between.

Over a lot of inquisitive talks and ice breaker moments - came the first real emotion that was waiting to come out loud and clear. He said "I love you". He had said it many times before, yet he was thrilled to say it in real. She, reacted the way she always had - with a smile that would be awarded as social service boon and with a counter confession that melted him further more.
" I want to kiss you right now" - He had no answer to such one liners, at least on that day.

They were never typical with their feelings, emotions and expressions. It was always casual, upfront, at times to the level of being funny to others. But that is how it was, for him , for her. They knew what they shared, they knew what they meant and things around them were ensuring a smooth and free flowing exchange of feelings.

Just when everything was going smooth and steady, there came a moment where they found themselves holding hands, midst the public gaze and glare. and what followed was sheer silence, sheer magic. She kept smiling throughout, with a large beam of happiness accentuating through her eyes. He was silent, rather subdued. He was staring at her, in her eyes, and was loving every single time she would blush with a smile. They often heard of this magical silence, they often spoke about it too. Today was the time for all those words to take a backseat and let silence do all the communication between them. She found her serenity. He found peace in her happiness.

That moment on wards, whatever time they spent together was full of words, talks, touch, warmth, care, passion, ecstasy, erotica, togetherness, lust, belonging, love, insecurities and all the possible emotions that could exist between a man and a woman who feel strongly for each other. She shared her own insecurities, she tested him, she tried drifting him away and apart. He listened, like he did most of the times - silent and unperturbed. He believed in listening and understanding her before reacting to her.

They made love. They never wanted to name it so. but then He always felt calling it love making would be far better than anything else. It was wild, intense, erotic, passionate. With every touch, with every embrace, her insecurities faded away, and so did his anxiety.

Cuddled up under one sheet, with they naked content bodies wrapped around each other ,

" Do you love me?"  She asked.

He looked at her, deep and fierce into her eyes, as if he was reading her mind. He just smiled.

Even more confused, she asked again and was quickly greeted with a kiss on her forehead, cheeks and hands. She hid her face into his chest. He held her close to his heart. They both knew that it was nothing short of a magical silence that had just arrived between them. He had her. She had him. Together they got something a lot like love......

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