Forbidden Desire by Ritesh Prasad (best sales books of all time .TXT) 📕

After the song was completed, there were huge clap from everyone, Aunty was there sitting in front of me.

“Ohh beta that was really nice, you play really well.” She said.

“Cool dude, that was really good.” Kaushik replied in continuation.

I thanked everyone and was about to put my guitar aside.

“Hey hey……….. What’s this??? Just only one song!!! Come-on….. We want more.” She said, sitting by my side.

“Yeah dude, common play some more songs.” Kaushik joined her too.

“Tere naam hum ne kiya hai jeevan apna sara sanam” I started strumming the guitar with more zeal this time, I was feeling so good to see the charm in her eyes. Suddenly I was distracted by the door bell, she stood up, went to open the door. I was still playing, but as soon the door opened, my hand stopped with reflexes. “Oh my God, what are they doing here?” I said, looking at her friends, with Riya at the front.

“What happened, why did you stop? Oh, don’t feel shy, I have called my friends to show them that how good you play guitar.” Sakshi said coming near me.

Why the hell, she had to call her friends, I am not a great guitarist and don’t even feel like displaying my skill in front of everyone unnecessary. I thought in my mind, but didn’t say anything and just smiled.

“Come-on Rohit…… start playing na,” everyone insisted. I started again but now I was feeling a bit embarrassed. Sakshi was again sitting by my side and this time much close to my body. Her friends were sitting opposite of us followed by Kaushik and Raju. While playing guitar I noticed that Sakshi’s eyes sparkled with glory every time she looked at Riya, as if silently she wanted to show her that I was all hers and she has won the battle. They all kept demanding one after another song and I kept on playing. During this duration Sakshi never left from my side, I played for hours and finally decided to put aside my guitar and was about to keep it.

“Please one last song for me….this one is my favourite, Kuch Kuch Hota hai.” Riya insisted.

I looked at her and then at Sakshi, I was confused what shall I do, I knew if I play then I should be ready for another scuffle with Sakshi later in the evening. Riya kept on requesting and I had no choice but to oblige so I started strumming the guitar again…. “tum paas aaye yu muskuraye ….tumne na jane kya sapne dikhaye” and everyone chorus me. I was playing and at looking at Sakshi’s eyes which now looked something different; I knew why it was. “God save me,” I said to myself and continued playing and soon with huge applause the show came to an end and I put aside my guitar.

“Woooooooow, that’s was really wonderful!!!” Riya complimented.

I smiled and thanked her. Sakshi just stood up and went to her room and was soon followed by her other friends. Aunty bought us tea and snacks.

“Come let’s go to Sanjeev’s place.” Kaushik said.

Let’s go a little later around 6:00 pm and from there I will return directly to my hostel.” I replied to him.

We then watched television for a while and around 6:00 pm we left for Sanjeev’s place. I stood and went to Sakshi’s room to say bye to everyone. She was there laughing on her bed with her friends, but soon as she saw me, she stopped smiling, I said bye to everyone and gave a final look to Sakshi conveying that it was not my fault and please don’t be upset.

“We would love to see you again playing guitar.” Neha said smiling at me.

“Ohh sure, why not?” I replied and looked at Sakshi.

She looked at me, but didn’t utter a word. I left her room and carried my guitar and went along with Kaushik to Sanjeev’s place which was not far from his house. I was introduced by Sanjeev to his family, which included his younger brother, elder sister and his Mom & Dad. We spend some time in his house and then around 8:00 pm I came back to the hostel.

I went directly to Nikhil’s room and spend some time there and around 9:00 pm we both came for dinner. While having my dinner, my cell phone rang, it was Sakshi. I was a bit nervous, “I should get ready for another fight.” I said to myself.

“Hey my Babbbyyyy? Wats up”. There was her voice with excitement.

“Having my dinner.” I replied and was taken aback by her behaviour. I was expecting a rude tone, but fortunately it was just the opposite. “Strange,” I said, while speaking in mind.

“Ohhh hello …..i am here, do you know that?” Why are you always lost in your own world?? What’s going in your mind every time??” She said distracting my thoughts.

“Nothing,” I replied in one word to evade her question. “So had your dinner Jaan?” I said to change the topic.

“Yeah, done!!!! And you?”

“Yes.”

“Babyy I want to confess something, please listen to it carefully. I believe, I have been unfair to you. I shouldn’t be so possessive about you all the time. You know what I mean to say…right?”

“Yes Jaan, I know. But it's fine with me… I am all yours forever, so you have all the right to love, to care to say anything and of course to be possessive. I love you till the end of my life. So don’t need to worry that someone will take me away from you. Please be rest assured.”

“Yes, I know…. you are all mine forever. I don’t know what happens to me when I see Riya being over friendly with you. I just hate the way she acts with you.”

“Ohhhh…… Hello control your excitement….you are starting it again.” I said, putting stop to her Riya’s gaga again.

“Sorry, I will not try my best to not repeat this again, anyways thanks for entertaining us in the afternoon. I was feeling so good to see you playing guitar. I was completely lost. Muaaaah muuahh my baccha.” She said showering me with kisses.

“Hmmmm… everything for my babbyy.”

“Ok come-on go to sleep now….it’s already very late, you have office in the morning…..right???”

“Yeah, Good Night my Jaan…you sleep well too… Muaaahhhhhh”

“Good Night by baacha muaaaaah sweet dreams.” She said and disconnected the call.

Monday morning is always hell, I feel very sluggish, I believe this happens to every office goer like me. Anyways duty is duty, so as usual I was all geared up for the day.

The days kept on passing by one after another, then week after week and with each passing month our love blossom too. We met every Sunday in her home and sometimes if lucky we used to go outside for date. She cleared her 12th Board exams in first class and was now busy with her new College life. Whenever we met …she had loads of things to tell me about her College life, her teachers, friends and of course boyzzzz. In all these conversation she used to keep on chattering and chattering the music never stops… I used to listen to her like a good school boy. Our days passed in similar fashion, I was busy with my office and she with her college.

6th January 2007: First Love Anniversary

6:00 am, my cellphone beep “Happy Anniversary my Babbby…. love you”.

I smiled and called her back. “Happy Anniversary my Jaan, it’s our first, let’s make it special.” I said while getting up from bed.

“Happy Anniversary to my sweet darling…muaaah. So don’t you have office today”

“No, I have taken off today. I wanted to make this day very special, no more questions, get ready and reach Lake Town bus stand by 7:00 am. I would be waiting there for you. Hope you can manage right??? I mean there won’t be any issue if you are leaving home early in the morning and would be out for the rest of the day.”

“No Jaanu, I will manage… anyways College annual fest preparations are going on …so I will tell Mom that I will be late today giving excuse for the same. Everyone in the family knows I am participating in the fest. So chilled!!!”

“Greattttttttt… you are awesome Baabby…”

“Okay…you get ready quick… I know your habit you never reach in time. Please don’t keep me waiting. I hate this.”

“Okay, I will be there by 7:00 am.”

“By the way, what’s the plan for the day?”

“Firstly we are going to Dakhineswar Temple and thereafter we will decide what next.”

“Okay …sounds good.”

We hung up and I went straight to the bathroom to freshen up. After an hour, I was there in the bus stand waiting for her with newspaper in my hand; I was desperately turning the pages looking for something, there was a pat on my back, I turned to see: There was my girl with smile on her face. She was looking stunning in Pink churidar, I had an urge to hug her tight and pat a kiss on her lips, but being in public place I had to suppress my excitement. I just looked at her and smile

“You are looking gorgeous Jaan!!!!!!!”

“Really? ….thank you.”

“Yes, I mean it. You are getting more beautiful day by day.” I said touching her cheeks.

“Stop flattering, and let’s move. By the way why you are carrying this newspaper in hand and what were you searching so badly that you didn’t even notice me coming.” She said while we move towards the taxi stand.

“Ohhh …there is a surprise for you.”

“Surprise???? In the newspaper, I am not getting you.”

“Yes baby, come-on let’s get into the taxi first. I will then show you.” I said following her inside the taxi.

The taxi started moving at its own pace and I was madly searching the newspaper. She was bewilder by my this act.

“Come-on tell me now, what you are searching? Are you looking for job vacancy, it’s not the right time to do so.” She said losing her patience.

“No,” I said, with my eyes still in the newspaper and hand turning its pages madly.

“Then ,…..what??”

“What is the day today??”

“Saturday, why?” She replied being confuse.

“Because, Times of India publishes the love section every Saturday, where lovers can express their love in this column. Today is 6th January, our anniversary and today is Saturday too. So I had given my Anniversary wishes to you in this column and was hoping that it gets published and guess what?? ???? It has been published. My anniversary message is in today’s Times of India, Yess … yes!!!!” I shouted and jumped in excitement.

“Wowwwwww!!!!!!! That’s amazing. You never told me that.” She said looking at the message.

“This was the surprise of the day for you my babbby.” I said embracing her in my arms.

“Ohhh…please give this page to me, I will keep this forever, our first love memento. My quiet and shy baby can be such romantic, it’s hard to believe.” She said while giving a small peck on my