Unrequited Love
That day, Rosie was cooking in
the kitchen. A strange feeling of happiness filled her heart. Her husband had
been away for two years on work. Today he was returning home. Rosie thought to
herself – how long had it been since she felt his touch? She was making chicken
and fish curry, aloo bhatta, and hot rotis. The smell of spices on her hands,
sweat on her forehead, but a sweet smile on her face.
Suddenly,
there was a sound of footsteps at the door. Rosie turned around. Her husband
was standing at the door, looking at her. After two years of separation, there
was deep love and longing in his eyes. He came in slowly, put the bag down.
Rosie's heart skipped a beat. He came from behind and hugged her. His warm
breath was on Rosie's neck. "I'm here... I missed you so much," he
whispered.
Rosie
turned and hugged him. Her husband kissed her forehead, then. Rosie's body
trembled. Now she was hungry, more than she had been in two years. He carried
her from the kitchen to the bedroom. He laid her gently on the bed. His hands
moved over Rosie's body, her waist, her back, her throat. Every touch made a
fire burn in Rosie's body. She felt that this child was reaching not only her
skin, but her soul as well. Her whole body was filled with hunger - a deep,
uncontrollable hunger.
Her husband
slowly opened her robe. Rosie leaned in and surrendered herself. His kiss, his
embrace, his touch – all of it combined to form a wonderful union. Rosie said,
“After so many days... I had forgotten this feeling. But today my whole body is
hungry for you.” Her husband smiled and pulled her closer. “I will also starve
you to death,” he said. That night, time stood still. Only the breathing of the
two of them, the beating of their hearts, and a unique language of love. When
she woke up in the morning, Rosie thought of resting her head on his shoulder –
after two years of separation, this union had become even sweeter.
Best wishes
from
Suvendu
Singha , Mamata Singha & Nishan Singha (Krish)
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