13 Chapter 13

I had past away the small tree streets and had been titillated by the dippings of potholes , had been heard the roars of taxis blended with the rovers and tata Suzuki , I made it simply a fast heart wracking ride through the vents of small pedestrian walks to posh areas of the Shekhawat where even lands smells out of fragrance ,

But my eyes had been dusty , a white gluten had been stick to my both eyes, I rubbed it gently with my hands ,and after nodding their doorman Kesto , I urged to follow through the gates of Shekhawat mansion, Kesto the big faced man with long moustaches rolled at the helm of their tips , was looking me with his big bloodshot eyes , he must have been standing past long hours with his bandoliers and a gun , He made me enter the mansion with my scooter , while I parked the scooter in their parking stand near the big fountain with lots of ceramic figurines of Indian nymphs pouring water out of their ceramic pots , the burbling of the water running down the faucet ires my aggression more and I probed down at the biggest mansion in front of me , standing like a grassroot empire , telling me the history of its ascendancy , The Shekhawat

Its huge iron bronze metallic Victorian style door with the lion faced lamp flashing its ebullient lights on me , had carving stones embedded with some ancient mixed Romanian architecture , it's extended garden had several types of night blooming flowers , whose enchantress aroma had filled inside my nostrils , that night jasmine had splendour the tiny buds of their filament and it just made it pragmatic with the darkening atmosphere ,

The door was closed and then when I knocked over it , The ancient servant came bending down , his name was Bepin Kaka , laggard figure and stooping toward front , wobbling around the door , but his squeezed beetle sized eyes had some hopes, which always shone bright with warmest beam upon seeing me ,

" Bepin kaka, āpanākē abaśya'i kichuṭā biśrāma nitē habē, dēkhuna samaẏēra sāthē āpani āra'ō pātalā haẏē yācchēna, ṭhikaṭhāka khācchēna nā?

(Uncle Bepin, you must rest a bit, see you're getting thinner over time, aren't you eating proper?) I advised him like a daughter and the old man laughed it off , typical old man , who is an ardent worker of Shekhawat Mansion, paying off this Bungalow with his tireless working ethics since ages,

" Ōhō! Calō putula putula, āmi bēśa phiṭa, āpani khuba cintā karachēna, dēkhuna! Āmi ēmanaki byālē'ō karatē pāri... Hāhāhāhā, āmi hālkēra dēha pēlāma, ( oh ! Come on , sweety ! You're thinking too much , I m all fit, see! Even I can do ballet , I got the body of a hulk )

Bepin kaka , twirled around and did some wobbling steps of ballet , which of course I had to hold him from falling ,

" See this is how your ballet steps makes you fall, " I told him while holding his hands , nodding my head in a negative way, my eyes treaded their ways to the false ceiling displaying the real works from wooden chaps and some fine cornice design giving it a vibrant look matched with that of traditional combust with Victorian empirical age look , decorative scroll works with moulded crowned area for large white glass armed chandelier with lots of candle holders fixed to its large branching , dimming the hall with the light and reflecting more architectural fineness of the mansion, whether it was a pure black oakwood banisters with matted brown color running over the top floor of this mansion , the carpet aligned for their aristocratic footfalls , whether it was a mosaic flooring with some Persian print tiles mainly having a design of classic floor murals designed in European styles having a pattern of embossed gold roses and chic marbles .....everything was screaming the lavishness of this mansion let it be the white Berlin rug or the ancestry painting with typical large golden frames the wall art in noir style with deccan art features embedded on it , After Making Bepin kaka his way towards the servant quarter which luckily wasn't so far away from the mansion , I quickly headed for Nilay's room which was on the top floor near the grandpa's room , I could assume that  Baldev uncle must have fallen asleep by this time,

Screeching the back of my neck , I did move upward to Nilay and Kriti 's room , I was looking forward to step ahead , but as I was about to knock the door ,one thing crept inside me and I made myself stop from knocking at their door , it was a very personal thing ,I just couldn't let the words out like this , this won't bore any good instead making it more worst , I decided against my thought and ascended the one more stair leading to Adhiraj's room , he had grown fascination towards Arnold Schwarzenegger , hitting gyms and doing hard workout session even I had heard he sometimes gets up in night to complete his abs challenge , such a crazy goat !!

The gate was half open and some light was falling out from his room , the two panelled door with big glasses with some colorful mosaic designs on them had apparently blocked inner view of his room , I was now standing in front of his door , I must barge inside , well I know its not any type of decency , but otherwise he never welcomed me on his own inside his room,or you could simply say , I had been prohibited from letting in , My stomach got knotted up while thinking of his evil means, so this time mustering up my whole courage I stood up ,sighing a long tensed breath and barged my whole body while the doors flied apart ,

" We need to talk ", The very first word which did came out of my mouth was this , while he was relaxing over his velvety couch , spreading his massive body under his sweat tanks on, his boxing bag still swinging for its damping , his body all popped with his manly sweat , his hands tied up with his boxing bandage, his breath heaving and his eyebrows quizzed , startled and more over angry ,

" One second, yeah babe ! Just ...no ,I m talking to you only , oh ....it's just some wild cat had entered yeah ! I know its a mansion but you know these Neanderthals wild creatures, they just roam everywhere, will call you back, my honeybee , " Signalling me to stop , while he did continued his phone sex with his another girlfriend over this time of night ,bloody rascal !

" Finally you did ended your nonsense !" I blow a whistle in very nasty manner , which was my style to make him more enigmatic ,

Throwing his cellphone callously over his kingly bed , he ignored my comment and slumped over his orange bean bag , gripping his protein shaker bottle chugging the whole bottle at once while some of the protein drooling near the corners of his lips , he stood up while leaving the shaker bottle on its beanbag and rubbing off the extra drink from his mouth he said only one thing , while I was watching all his hostility by crossing my hands over my chest ,

" Get out !" He said it one my face , and busied himself on his punching bag , practicing punches from left swing to right , and then jabbing followed by cross hook and later the most famous uppercut ,

Get out ! I mean seriously , he and his grumpy attitude , well just wait for your misfortune Adhiraj Singh Shekhawat ,

" You will be doomed !" I raised my voice a little bit louder , while he was still punching the bag with his bare hands .....he stopped and hold his punching bag , and tightly closed his eyes and I found his whole body trembling with anger while his mouth was gritting ferociously ,

" I said get out from my room , who gave you the permission to enter like this, and specifically in my room, ? " His snarling nostrils was flaring from the anger blows , and by decreasing time he had marked his steps slowly towards me ,

" Certainly No one could dare to turn down a monster's order , even I also didn't had any interest to barge inside your room , interrupting my revision session and driving liking a madman through busiest highway of Kolkata and then parking my scooter near your mansion , making my long way to your room , just to tell .....leave it , I m going !" I gave him a long form speech over his face and as I was about to turn around , his steel like grip caught my hand and after lots of futile attempts , I was unable to free my hands from his ,

" Spill ?" His inches apart face from my frowning dull face bawled at me , I could see his restrained nerves popping out over his foreheads , his balky attitude and his manly sweat engulfing inside me....I was lost for sometime and it felt like eternity , studying his face and above all his seriousness towards this whole facade, a man which I'd known since our diaper time , had shown some little frowning , his face registered an unknown fear , and somehow my inner soul wanted to erase his tension , it was all about a talk of minute but was burst by his tweaking finger ,

" What ? Cat caught your tongue , look if you are here only to waste my time , you could just pick up your ass and could get out of here, but if there's really a sense in your every time nonsense talks , you could proceed it hurriedly , cause I don't have much time , because I too have test tomorrow remember ?" He narrowed down his both eyebrows and shot a daggered look over me , and I pulled myself together and gulped hard while my lips stuttered ,

" Are you going to stand like a fool over my door , till eternity ? " He again started fumbling through my mind , while I hadn't recovered from my dilemma to tell him about Bondita's uncertainty and doubts ,

" Srijita !!" His loud voice startled me and I was afraid , while my mouth ran out of my engulfed secret ...

" Bondita is having doubt that she might be pregnant !" I said it all in a rush , just in one time , without any pause , without stammering , just because he called out on me , and now his face lost all his color , he was like a half dead walking soul , now he had been stagnant like the dirty pools of potholes over the broken road , with humps and bumps , he remained rooted to his spot like someone had stabbed him on his chest ,

" You are playing a prank on me , right ?" After taking some time to become normal he wobbled throughout his words ,

" Sadly , this is the truth !" I sighed and dropped my hands,

" But how could this be possible ,I had used protec.....!" And suddenly he stopped amidst his sentence propped down above his bed ,

" Protection sometimes fails to do its work , but let's hope she is hoping fruitlessly , I must be get going , goodnight !" And again I was about to leave , when his voice stopped me for the second time in my life ,

"Stay !" He finally told me and I stopped walking past him dragging his study chair from his table and taking a seat ,

" Do you need water or juice ?" I calmly asked him while placing my scarf near the table , he was lost in his deep thoughts while I was pondering over his spacious room for first time, I'd never have been to his room , because he never liked my presence , basically his room was always flooded with his pack of wolves, I mean his friends , and I was totally banned from coming to his room , he had strictly told me and his siblings to follow up with his trash rules , half of them had been made for me only , so there were wrestling or bodybuilding posters of Arnold , a guitar hanging to the left wall, his wall was grey with off chocolate brown , a small bookcase with some books related to technology , science and mathematics , on the other corner was his well arranged study table , whose chair had been defrayed by me , disrupting his arranged set , his books , pens , markers , or whatever stencils he needed was stocked scale wise , on the top of his bed the white curtains were attached , his big photo was hanging over his bed in black and white , he holding the guitar in his black hoodie , a target board lying across the guitar , a black swivel chair near that orange bean bags , some posters like wild and free , the powerful beast some boyish craps hung low , his small gyming equipping with dumble , gym machine , weights , exercise resistance bands , skipping rope like stuffs occupying his right corner , his tiles were wooden flooring , he had a big dresser with large mirror , obviously he needed that one , to overlook his macho and dashing look , that pompous prick , I smiled inner ward, his room reflects the full boy brisk , a small PlayStation with some action game DVDs has been lying there ,

" She can't be pregnant , I mean it could be possible that she must had shared her other half of merry time with any another hooker , you know , what I mean ?" Finally his question diverted my attention. His accosted way towards Bondita maunders in my head , my eyes were burning with a piqued sense of anger and sympathy towards my friend's situation , the whisk of the old banyan tree out of his right side window blared the whole mind set , the whole room seemed to get trapped between the whirling tussled emotions , me being the spokesperson had to defend my friend's pride and he being a infamous womanizer had to cover up his ass for messing his life just for her lusty hormones, I got up from his swivel chair and was about to go , I don't need any coaxing argues about this chided conversation , it seemed meaningless, 

" Well , if you are that much confident about yourself , then hope for your best , I must be leaving, as it almost  past eleven ...." Feeling weighed out with emotions , I let myself to left his room , but he decided against it and suggested me to wait ,

" What's it up to you ?" I said in further defeated voice,

" We could go to a gynaecologist ?" His abrupt advice rang into my ears , I was paralysed and fear creped in my mind ,  followed by his heavy silence , this room was displaying a contrast of belief versus practicality ,

" But you both are underage !"

" But you are not !"

" How did you even mocked up at such crucial hour , "

" Because you always acts like an adult , less than your foolish childhood period , so why not now , be an adult show your maturity , let them grind your ass and beat your booty !" He moved his pink lips in very subterfuge manner ,

" This is your shit , not mine !"

" And she is your friend , not mine !"

" But You both enjoyed your honeymoon before marriage period , Not I !" I was trying hard to contend this flickering here only , as much as I wanted to beat both of them with my cousin Sujoy's baseball bat , but I was pertained about the near about future whose holes were deep digging to not come as docile as we were expecting it to come as ,

" Just because , you can't have the ecstatic piece of pie due to your sugar level , doesn't mean it would refrain others from munching on it , " his fervent behaviour pricked my self pride,

" Just Shut up , okay ! You just can't finger out on my virginity !" I blocked his face with my hand , while they were little trembling from my roused anger but also my hatredness for him grew up ,

" And Why can't I slaver you out ? That means, it is okay if someone enjoys being a voyeur and watching shamelessly someone's private moments , but here I can't open my mouth on someone's virginity , You're such a hypocrite , Srijita !" His sullen behaviour was rising my temper , and this was out of the limit , just because I accidentally happened to be one of his watcher of his sexual deeds , doesn't give him the right to explore mine , even though , I m a bit reserved and old nun when it comes to sexuality and physical experiences , I m better off without them , I always had consoled myself on this , may be after my marriage , I may too enjoy my shares of happiness , the caressing touches of my would be husband , filling me with joy of euphoria and love ,

" I m not a hypocrite , And virginity is not a taboo for me , I mean I m not ready for all of this , " I was pretending a white lie , a complete dramatic excuse, which even a blind can see through ,

" You can't buttonhole me every time about your timidity turning it into your readiness, Just because you are afraid and consider it as a big taboo , don't be I m very holy person like ....because , deep down ! You are a sexmaniac !" He closed his distance between me and him and his baritone voice with a twist of huskiness homed inside my skin , was I too longing for a man's touch , is that even true , for - for a nerd like me, but my parents were always opposed by this idea of teenage love , they always had disposed this idea by considering it as a hormonal imbalances during teenage period , I had been warned against having any relationship , my  whole focus was to get my L.L.B degree and then saturating my career ,

" Don't you think , that you must have had your first kiss till you're 18, don't you want to know , how the real man's lips feels hovering your lips , don't you want to get under the feeling of a real touch , to soothe down yourself under someone's real safeguard , let yourself to live your life , while life would be boring when you would get married and would be within one year being a mother of a child , changing diapers and making them sleep by singing lullaby !" And then I realised we were about to kiss , to sealed this oozing tension emanating between us , why did it felt like , I really needed it , but will Adhiraj be the one being my first kiss thief , before my mind could process this sybaritic chao, the door flanged and a voice chimed over ,

" What are you two doing , here ?" I was fixed to my spot , freeze and my breathe hitched between its half way ...