gomti romance .
madhup got his shoes from a city woman two weeks back and i haven't been happier before, he says he feels a lot taller around me and i jump a little only to reach upto his shoulders- .
gomti is calm today and i am already done making the evening chaptatis for the entire house, amma hushed me saying she will look after the sookhi sabzi, she said:
go out and live the evening gayatri, see how the birds chirp and the water flows amid your reality. Open your eyes and witness the trees, watch the buffaloes throwing water on their backs, inhale the wet mud- it rained yesterday .
i am wearing the same blue suit, the one he gifted me a year back, there are no creases yet but i am fearful the dirt on the boat might stick.
Madhup says, he was tired today, he wanted me to rub the back side of his neck, he asked that with a sly smile and i remember how a week back he held my hand for thirty two seconds. i saw a few ladies washing dirty laundry around the gomti corners; the bangles in my hands shivered and i slid back knowing i had to, my fingers are nostalgic of his touch but they remember.
i like how we don't depend on love to feed other emotions, madhup looks at me and says his weekly i love you; i can wait an entire week for the next but for now i am in love with him too, the gomti flows with us knowing we'll survive and together we head back home where he is going to sit with baba watching cricket or politics and i will sit with amma bitching about the other women.
Food will be served at 8 and then we will all sleep on the floor mats. the stars will look better because of the clear sky and i cannot wait, i cannot wait to look into madhup's eyes and tell him i love him too.
the gomti is our secret love affair, madhup and i are just lovers stuck in our own reality
@_kavyasharma - 10 days ago