Chapter - 25
My married life was threatened by Aarti' s unwillingness to have sex due to house hold hardship.
Due to her stand I was not getting sleep. And for the sake of my utmost need I had to disturb her which annoyed her.
She named me ' brute, junglee - wild which affected me and kept me away from her in the bed., we never slept together again.
I discussed Flora about this problem and mentioned going to a prostitute. She stopped me.
In this situation, the thought of starting a relationship with Rashmi crossed my mind, which I mentioned her and She stopped me,immediately stating that :
"Don't even think about that in your dreams. Taking that route will spoil our relationship. People will get suspicious about our relationship. Find a girl whom your wife doesn't know!"
Now, that was very tough proposition. Where to search such a unknown girl?
Going to a prostitute was the only gate open for me.
And one evening, after leaving the office, I went to the Kamathipura area.
On entering the area , I was astonished to find longue que of girls waiting and inviting passers in various colors and outfits.
It looked like a scene from a Swayamvara (a traditional Indian ceremony where a woman chooses her husband). Just as a woman would go out with a garland in her hand to choose her husband, I set out in search of my "Swayamvara."
The line was ending but no one caught my eye. I was feeling a little disappointed. At that moment, at the end of a girl standing near a building ran towards me. She asked me a question.
"Chalna hai ?"
" kahan le jaonge? "
"There's a place inside the building!"
Surprisingly she knew english.
I had asked about the charges.
"Only ten rupees!"
"Will you give me everything for that?"
"Absolutely!"
She took my hand and led me up the stairs to her room. Inside, some girls were sitting and chatting. She made them all leave.
Then she led me towards the bed.
It was payday my birthday, My pocket was full. I was worried about that. But her behavior made me fearless.
She sat me down beside on the bed and put one hand on my shoulder and the other on her plump breasts.
Her actions made me feel a tingle. Before I could say or do anything, she was topless.
She made me sit on the bed and sat down beside me. She placed one hand on my shoulder and the other on her firm chest. Her behavior tickled me. Before I could say or do anything, she was topless.
She laid down on the bed, and I followed her I took off my pants and placed them to the side.
Before doing anything, she had, according to the local custom, asked for money first. I didn't have any change. At that moment, like an educated girl, she asked:
"You won't change?"
I said yes and handed her a fifty-rupee note. When she went out to get change, I slipped the money into my secret pocket, which she saw while returning, though I was unaware of it at the time.
She gave me everything. During that time, I felt like someone was touching my pants. When I asked, she said:
"My foot touched accidently your pant."
I trusted her, and after completing what I had come for, I said :
"I'll come back to you again," started to move out., and she accompanied me till stair with just covering her breasts with a piece of cloth, she came to the stairs to see me off..
" darling come again, I will wait for you. "
After leaving, I went to a nearby Iranian hotel to eat scrambled eggs. I was satisfied and happy with what I had received.
When I opened my pocket to pay the bill after eating, the truth was unveiled before me. The girl, whose name was Sapna, had lightened the load in my pocket. I immediately went to the residence. But the layout had completely changed. There was a guest present. And a strange figure was entering the room with tea and snacks for him.
Its upper body was completely bare. Its breasts were like a woman's. When I inquired about Sapna, it told me:
"There is no girl by that name here. Still, you can go and check in the room next door yourself."
I went to that room, but I couldn't find her anywhere. In this situation, there was no option left but to give up on the money.
As I was descending the stairs, feeling dejected, a girl wearing a black skirt and a white shirt was loitering there, smoking a cigarette.
I was troubled. She noticed this. She asked me:
"What happened, sir?" she asked me with deep concern.
I didn't want to say anything. Yet, I sensed Krishna in her. And I told her everything.Hearing this, she expressed her regret. And she also asked me:
"Was that girl aayushi? "
How did she know? I was surprised by her question. She told me without being asked:
"She is my older sister; she has a kleptomania problem.Don't worry. Give me some time. I will return all your money. Give me your mobile number."
"Why are you doing so much for me?"
"I don't know why, but I see a glimpse of my father in your face."
"That's good. You can call me your father."
"Yes, Father! You are right. My name is Sneha, which means love. I will always give you my love. I will be your friend. I will take care of you. I will give you everything."
"I also see a glimpse of my dead Krishna in you."
"What a blessing from God! He brought us together."
"You can call me your big dad. You can share everything with me!"
"There was an uncle who lived in my neighborhood. I considered him like a father. He would repeatedly invite me to his house to watch TV and videos. Under that pretext, he showed me pornographic videos and sexually abused me, and the lure of making money dragged me into this hell. I don't want to live in this world anymore. But the pimp is not ready to let me go."
"Don't worry. I will get you out of this hell very soon."
And within a week, she had returned my money.
Her sister had passed away from HIV/AIDS.
She had found a client. He had agreed to pay her 5000 rupees for one night. She had used the money she received from him to pay me back. She hadn't told me about it.
She told me when she came to give me the money.
"A boy likes me. He wants to marry me."
"Don't worry, I'll even arrange your marriage."
00000000000(To be continued)
