"Toh aaj mere liye koi special surprise hai kya? Ek aur nighty di thi Sonali ne?" Sameer could not keep his excitement in control.
A coy smile crept up on Naina's face, "Kyon? Nighty nahi ho toh achi nahi lagungi main?"
His pressed his lower lip, bringing his face close to hers, "Nighty ke bina toh aur bhi achhi lagogi."
It took her a few seconds to understand what he meant. And when she did, her face turned crimson.
"Dhatt... main pooch rahi hun mere baaki kapde achhe nahi hai kya?" She turned her face away from him, quickly clarifying herself.
"Tumhara toh sab kuch achha hai, Naina, bohot achha... tum jo bhi pehenti ho itni sundar lagti ho... chahe woh dress ho, suit, saree ya fir nighty... tumhare har kapde ki kismat khul jaati hai... pata nahi kya jaadu kiya hai tumne... jab bhi dekhta hun, tumse aur pyaar ho jaata hai... tumhe dekh ke mera dil hi nahi bharta." He slipped his hands to her waist, gripping it tight.
Her hands landed on his chest, "Aur agar ek din bhar gaya toh?"
His eyes turned intense, "Woh din iss janam mein toh kya agle sau janmon mein bhi nahi aayega... aur agar Mrs Maheshwari apna pyar dikhati rahi toh hazaron janmon tak nahi aayega."
She didn't shy away this time. Her one hand went around his neck, bunching the hair ends, while the other one touched his jaw, feeling the stubble that he had been growing for two days now.
"Sameer, tumse jitna pyar karti hun, woh dikhate dikhate toh mere bhi sau janam nikal jayenge... fir bhi shayad bata na paun." Her thumb rubbed against the prickly growth.
The sudden ring of the door bell made them jump.
"Ab yahan kaun aa gaya? Sab pyar ke dushman hain... yahan bhi chain se nahi rehne dete." He grumbled, raking a hand through his hair as he left her.
A uniformed waiter stood at the door.
"Kya chahiye?" Sameer snapped at him.
He was startled at his curt voice, but recovered quickly.
"Sir, aaj aapne permanent cab ke liye bola tha... woh driver abhi aaya hai... manager sahab ne kaha hai aap ek baar dekh ke driver ke bill pe sign kar dijiye... jisse car book ho jaye... " He stated the reason for his presence.
Sameer remembered the conversation in the morning. He thought it would be better if they had their own cab, like Mr Chauhan today... they won't need to rush in the mornings and use it according to their convenience.
He looked back at Naina, "Main abhi aata hun."
She nodded.
He checked the comfortable vehicle, approving it for next three days. Completing the formalities, he turned to go back when his eyes fell on the brochure kept at the reception. It was a beautiful picture of small tents in some open place.
"Yeh kaunsi jagah hai?" He asked the manager.
"Sir, yeh sunrise point hai... yahan se kareeb dus km door hai... wahan tents bane hain jo aap ek raat ke liye le sakte hain... yahan sunrise sheheron ke mukable jaldi hota hai isliye wahan yeh arrangement kiya hua hai... raat ko wahan bonfire hota hai, dinner ka bhi intezam hai... subah sunrise ke baad sab wapas chale jaate hain."
The place sounded interesting... the tents looked cozy, dreamy and inviting.
"Yeh booking kahan se hogi?" He was keen.
"Yahin se ho jayegi... aap bataiye aapko kab ke liye chahiye?" The manager smiled.
The promise he had seen in Naina's eyes few minutes back lingered in his mind... what better place to make it more memorable.
