Andy had big dreams. His childhood had been fun with enough love, care and money to get him the things he needed. But he did not have tryst with luxury. There were many wants and desires that had eluded him.
It wasn’t as if he had any complaints but he had aspirations. And why wouldn’t he? He was the smartest fellow in his batch. He had topped Uni.
He had always been one of the top rankers. There wasn’t an exam that he hadn’t excelled at and he had also been the top performer in his batch during his OJT (On job training).
The results were good. He joined a development project as a Lead and reported for work in the first week of Jan.
That day, after he went over to Mia’s, they ended up having a great time. He didn’t tell Mia about Anya. He felt guilty that he di
He reached his apartment, kicked off his shoes in anger and plopped on the couch in his living room. He was still seething with anger. All the while his mind pulled up sexy images of Anya and made him feel hornier and madder. He felt like going over to Dr Rahul’s and punching him until his smiling smug face was unrecognisable. But he wasn’t a brute. He knew it wasn’t Dr Rahul’s fault. If Anya wanted to move on, she could. They hadn’t committed to each other. It was just a night of passion and amazing sex. It was his own fault. For him, it was more than the sex. He was the one who believed in a spiritual connection with his partner. He scowled at nobody in particular. His thoughts must be too old-fashioned for a cop who has seen almost every vice in this world! He hated the fact that she had dressed up for someone else. He hated that she would be going back with someone else and hated that she might end up having sex with someone else.
While Andy tried to distract himself by punishing his muscles, the story was different at Anya's end...What a night Anya had with Andy! First time in her life after her brother’s death she felt genuinely cared for.Andy was a lovely guy and a breathtaking partner in bed. He had given attention to her every reaction. She had a great time and some earth-shattering orgasms. She didn’t feel for a second that he was a novice. In fact, she enjoyed guiding him to do what she wanted.But things didn’t go the way she would have wanted them to.She had actually believed that being with Andy would have avoided the nightmares.Her psychiatrist was the best in town and he had clearly said that her nightmares were a product of her loneliness.She was shocked to see Andy staring at her with sympathy in his eyes when she had woken up with yet another reminder of what she had lost when her brother saved her.She didn’t k
Rahul looked at Anya’s worried expression as she punched in the number again to call. “He isn’t attending right?”"Do you know who I am calling?""Yup! The guy glaring at you in Night N Gale? Andy, right?" he asked.She looked at Rahul and shook her head. She didn’t know what she was supposed to do. Why was she getting worked up by Andy’s behaviour? It wasn’t like he was her boyfriend. But he was special to her. The only person who she had been able to connect with, at an emotional level!“Do you want me to drop you over at his place?” said Rahul, frowning.“I don’t know his address,” she disconnected the call and put her cell phone in her clutch purse.“Are you a cop or what? Oh, God!! Don’t tell me that you are too drunk to remember!” Rahul teased.“Oh yeah! No… Not drunk, just tired. Suddenly off the adrenaline from the evening ru
She was hurt and angry. Why couldn’t he understand that she had a job to do and her work came first, no matter what! She had faced a lot of trials in her life and her perseverance had just recently paid off.After her brother’s death, she had been so lost. A twelve-year-old growing up in a slum isn’t easy. Every male around thought they had a chance with her. They would either pass lewd comments or bully her or try to be compassionate only to want to get into her pants.Thanks to her brother’s friend Geetatai(in the local language of western India, tai is used to address elder sister) she was introduced to a Non-Government Organisation (NGO- a charity) that worked for women and children. She had enrolled herself in their ‘earn while you learn' program where the elder students provided babysitting services to the younger ones for a fee.It wasn't full-time work and it helped save money. With GeetaTai'
Rose released Andy’s hand, held the bottle of water with both hands and drank it in quick gulps. When she rested the bottle on the table, her dilated eyes spoke about the turmoil she was living again, while sharing this story. Anya was watching Andy. His face looked impassive and his jaw was clenched. A typical ‘angry Andy’ sign. “Thank you, madam,”Rose's soft voice brought Anya’s attention back to her. Anya waved her hand. “That’s alright. Will you be able to talk?” Rose nodded and continued, “The man Abbas, was handsome. About 30 years old at that time. He had seen me in the fields. Although I wore my hijab, today I wonder how he had seen me. But at that time I was young and naive. Full of dreams. I wanted to do something for myself and my family. Abbas was working in Mumbai. He wore expensive clothes. He had style! His sparkling watch and stylish sunglasses reeked of money. He gave 25000 takas (Bangladesh currency) to my parents for marrying
But Ma’am she has been abused and cheated.” Anya protested. She wasn’t planning to give in without a fight. After all, she had promised Rose that she would help. A call from her Commissioner of Police would not deter her from doing the right thing.“You are a fucking smart cop. Figure something out. But don’t let that reach me! I will let the minister know that you are going to visit.” She disconnected.Anya looked at the dead screen of her phone. What was she supposed to do which would be legal and still get Rose out of the hell that she was living in? Anya couldn’t fail. Her word to Rose and Andy meant everything to her right now.She looked at Rose. The girl’s eyes were teary as she could feel Anya’s dilemma. No one had heard what the Commissioner had spoken on the phone but the atmosphere in the room had changed considerably.Anya looked at Roshni and spoke <Bengali>, “Amra feshe ge
Anya and Eknath got Roshni’s tickets done. They helped her get to the train. Anya gave her the needed contact details. Eknath joined them at the railway station. Andy was quiet through the entire exchange. Just being around Anya made him happy and she had been pretty clear that he was supposed to speak only when asked to.He was frustrated with Anya’s high handed approach to him but remained silent. Before getting on the train Roshni hugged Anya and then Andy to say thank you. By Sunday evening their transaction was complete and Anya had asked Eknath to leave.Finally, they were both together.Anya asked Andy, “are you up for a coffee?”“Oh! So I am allowed to speak now?” His face looked amused.
Her heart had warmed up when Andy called her honey. She wasn’t sure if she should object. It felt good so she smiled to herself and took the wine glass that he had offered. Her body was reacting to his. She didn’t want to hop into his arms yet. To avoid losing control she sat on the sofa next to the coffee table.His smirk was also alluring although she felt a tiny bit of irritation that he knew about her discomfort. Her phone chimed. She was shocked to see a message indicating a deposit of 100,000 Rupees (INR) in her account.She never took bribes. Her job was everything for her. Her way to nirvana since her brother died. So where did this money come from? Was it Arya? No! He didn’t have her bank details.This was the exact amount that she had paid to the Madam for Rose. Was it the Madam’s w