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Rohini puts on the
deck. A quiet music flows out bringing freshness to the atmosphere.
Her choice of music was splendid. Now she enters the kitchen to
prepare last supper. She calls Mahendra, “ohh, Mahendra, please
come out and help me fix the night meals for both of us.” And,
there he comes, in the towel around his waist, his well-built body
was very impressive indeed, to her. She looks on and yells at him,
“why you are coming like this, don’t you have any clothes?” and
then she all of a sudden, realizes that the fellow has no spare
clothes. “I am sorry to shout like this to you but you know I got
panicked looking you in this outfit.” She explained to him. “I
can understand that but mam, can you allow me to help you in this
outfit now?” he apologetically requested. Her young body was
shivering all over. Some electric power was as it were, passing
through her whole body. For a while, she blushed, moved her eyes from
his muscular body, and said apologetically again, “I am sorry but
you know, tomorrow first thing we have to do is to get you a few
pairs of pajamas and a few pairs of footwear.” Rohini looked to
him, now for the first time, passionately. Here Mahendra was as usual
without any expression on his grim face. He mechanically took the
knife and started peeling potatoes. The way he was doing the work it
became very clear to Rohini that this man is really a very good cook.
She stood on the side allowing him to do the chore. Warming morning
leftovers in microwave, preparing chapattis, cooking rice in the
pressure cooker all the usual kitchen work Mahendra was doing like a
trend machine. His hands were very swift and within a short time, the
meals were ready. “Can I serve you the meal now?” he asked
politely. She was deeply impressed with his work and mutely showed
her approval. The food was served to her, he made the chair properly
and asked her to sit, then served the plate with steaming hot rice
and chapattis with some gravy and fried potatoes. The meal was simple
but very testy. He stood beside the chair looking to her for
approval. Rohini really liked the whole of the thing that was all
happening there. She looked to him and said, “You do not want to
eat”? “I shall eat afterwards”, he replied. On that Rohini
commanded to him, “Mahendra you can sit with me and eat, you are a
gentleman and I cannot treat you like a servant”. “Never mind
mam,” he whispered. “you are not listening to me Mahendra, I am
ordering to you to eat along with me, NOW!” she squealed. On that
Mahendra took the opposite chair to her and sat arranging to take his
meal. Both ate without a word. The Deck in the living room was
playing excellent background music. Food was splendid. Rohini was
convinced that this stranger was a good cook too! After finishing the
meal she looked to him, Mahendra had already finished his and was
waiting on her. “Ahy, you have finished your meal so fast? Are you
a fast eater?” She remarked jokingly while eating hers leisurely.
Mahendra smiled graciously and nodded, “I have not eaten for some
days,” he explained. This shocked Rohini and she felt very sorry
that she asked this question. She looked to Mahendra intently and
realized that his beard was really very ugly on that face. She
remembered that the shaving cream and razor blade were in her
dressing room table, she often needed them to clean her under arm
hair. But will it be good to ask this stranger to use it to clean his
beard? She wondered to herself. Then she decided that, along with
other requirements of the man, she should also purchase a set of
shaving material. She asked Mahendra, “how do you like the idea of
cleaning off this ugly beard of your?” Mahendra moved his hand on
the beard, he was holding a big spoon in that hand, and so the spoon
rattled with the beard making cracking sound. She made faces at the
sound but could not help laughing softly. For the first time the man
looked with some expression on his face. He approved of the
suggestion. “Tomorrow we will have the shaving material for you,
OK?” she announced loudly. Mahendra only smiled lightly. He
collected the dishes and bowls from the table and took them to the
sink next to the cooking platform. While that he was doing, his towel
became loose on the waist and that it would fall apart. He knowing
that apologetically looked to Rohini who was watching him and mutely
requested her to hold on the towel and fasten it properly on his
waist. As his both hands were full with the dishes, Rohini was
looking on; this was something new to her. She did it and that was
her first touch of that stranger, she actually did not like that but
there was no way. She had to do it otherwise the towel would have
come apart and the man would be unclothed.
Otherwise, she
would do all this chore, now she had an aid and she was feeling some
unusual relief. She was looking to the back of this strong young man.
He was cleaning utensils and the way he was doing it she realized
that he knows the job very well. She slowly moved away into the
living room and relaxed on one of the box beds. Deck was playing the
new tune and that was somehow related to the present situation in
which Rohini was passing.
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