The Average Middle Class Girl

Part 44

Part 44: (SANYUKTA'S NARRATION CONTINUES..)

Randheer was the magician of my life... he sorted out.. anything and everything..just like a magic...

Almost two months have passed... finally Randheer did manage a week long leave from his office... and thus.. i was heading for Udaipur... according to the plan... i had to go to Delhi by myself... and from there he would escort me to his city... i was hell nervous and hell exited.. both at the same time...

The train was around 6 hours late... so instead of day time... I reached Delhi at early evening.... Randheer told he would be waiting outside the platform.... but my eyes could not find him... my phone buzzed.... "Turn right... and walk straight.."... oh god... there was he... wait a second... was that really him...??? never before.. I saw him in kurtas... yepp.... for him casuals meant only baggy three quarters... and some triple x tees... but for the first time I saw him in that white kurta and blue denims... I could not match my Randheer to this one... we walked to the parking... and finally...surprises were yet to be disclosed.... he jumped into a open hood Black Lamborghini... my eyes almost popped out... "what?? Hop in"....he said excitedly... but my feet were glued to the ground.... "chhotu... jaldi kr... already train itni late thi... abhi niklenge.. to bhi kl subha tk pahunchenge...".. I was still in shocked but somehow jumped in... I settled myself... "ye car Rony??".. "oh.. I didn't tell you... papa gifted me this.. at my 18th birthday...".. he looked at me.. and continued... "but I dint really had any use of it during college... so i left I it here at home... atleast.. papa- ma... my cousins could use it...".. he stopped to pay the toll tax... My head was on a whirl... I mean really...?? Lamborghini in birthday.... but uncle and papa were colleagues right... so how.. i mean.. such a costly car... that too a gift.. after all.. we belonged to middle class family... suddenly... my mind cracked out something... "Rony..??"... "hmmm"... "you are the Shekhawats of Udaipur??? I mean the royal Shekhawats????".. "yes... madam"... he replied pecking my knuckles... suddenly I felt the class difference.... the difference between our Santro GS that too from car loan and his birthday gift Lamborghini.... My heart sank.... "hey.. what happened..?? baccha...." he stopped the car... "Randheer... tumne mujhe btaya kyu nhi kbhi apne family back ground k bare me..??" I questioned.... "cause you never asked baby..."... "I thought... papa and uncle were colleagues... so ..."... "that's why I love you so much... see you love me...your Randheer.. and not the "Randheer singh Shekhawat of Udaipur"... he pecked my palms.... "and by the way chhotu... we were the royal rajputs.. some 60-70 years ago.. and after independence we are the same as every other citizen... long gone that status... yupp... sometimes we do take that family pride... and you see this car is perfect example of 'once the kings' ".. he giggled and started to drive again.... but somehow.. this recent news made me more scared... the difference between us was hammering my heart and brain badly.... how would I get along with them... I was a simple girl.. with simple dreams... "a happy successful life" was all I wanted... and never gave a thought to marriage... love...and most importantly money.. these things bnever bothered me... but now... these things were getting more prominent... I mean.. firstly... Randheer has rejected his project for me... secondly.. the way lived with me... I was never aware of his standards.... During our college days... how at worst hours I used to disturb him with my stupid demands.. gosh.. how many times I have met uncle-aunty then.. but they never showed their riches.. and I complained them about how Randheer used to irritate me.. disgust me.. even they scolded him for that... During my stay at Pune... how we used to take care of each other... how I fed him.. scolded him...everything... automatically tears made their way... shockingly enough... My parents never discussed this with me... reason was simple... like me.. ma-papa were also not bothered of their background...suddenly.. I felt a jerk.... my trance broke... he had stopped the car... "what happened chhotu..??"... I myself didn't know what happen... "Randheer..." I was sobbing... "what if uncle aunty rejects me...??"... the very moment I was grabbed into a strong hug.... "how dare you think something like that..?? listen.. they love you a lot.. okay....?? and they were irritated with me.. and not you... and even if anything happens.. I will handle...".. he left me... pecking my hairs....

The journey was somewhat silent.... this was not us... for whenever we were together... we chipped and chirped a lot... but today... I was wrapping up myself more and more into my shell.... time to time... while driving.. Randheer ruffled my hairs.. and gave sweet smiles... after a good three hours... we stopped at a dhaba... somewhat typical Rajasthani cuisine.... we settled on those khatiyas... the whole ambience was so very enchanting.... some Rajasthani women were dancing on their folk tunes... the lanterns were lit with every wooden pillars... "shahi gatte... safed maans.. kadka... chawal..." I heard him say... and looked at me... "sorry chhotu... I should have asked you.. but you see you won't have much idea of the food here..."

After having a hearty dinner... back to our car... oops his car....we decided to halt there that night.... It was almost 11 at night.. and driving on the highway wont be safe.... he pulled up the hood of the car... passing me a sheet from the pouch of his seat cover... "go to back seat... and sleep..".. I followed his words... while he settled on the front seat... stretching his legs to the passenger seat.... "Randheer... peeche aaja... waha kaise soyega..?? you drove so long.. again you have to drive..." I chipped... "are you sure??? I mean.. you don't have any problem with it??" he asked hesitatingly... "no baba... come here..." I sat up.. saying this... he lied down... with his head on my lap.... "ma ki tarah baalon me haath pher de na...".. he quipped very softly.... and my smile was back.... I again felt the same Randheer. My Randheer.... again a tear fell... "kya be ... aajkl koi naya water tank fit kiya hai kya aankhon me..??? jb dekho... pani tapkati rhti hai???" he sat up saying this... I dug myself into his chest... "good night Randheer"... I felt his palms rubbing my back.... he broke the hug... "aisa sookha sookha good night..??" he winked... and didn't give any chance to say anything.. and again.. our lips united.... I felt his fingers running through my haris... and his lips shifted from my lips to neck.. gripping me tight.. "Randheer..."... I squealed.... he suddenly left .... "shadi tk tere se thoda dur rahunga.... it takes ounces to control...." he said with closed eyes... and a tear dribbled..... I kissed his tear away... "ho jata hai... don't worry... when it comes to you... i am just fine..." I chipped ruffling his hairs... "good night chhotu" embraced me... and i had one of the most peaceful sleeps of my life.... 

A/N: EXTREMELY SORRY.. I UPDATED A WRONG PART.. LAST TIME..