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Beyond Desires – Chapter 5

July 1, 2021
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Maya was anxious to know what made Sushma compromise on her principles? Or is she thinking too much into this, without discussing it with her friend? Deeply engrossed in her inner dilemma, she didn’t realize the time, it was past midnight when she heard some hushed commotion from the Ruby’s Pub backyard.

She could see Ruby pacing back and forth holding her head and blabbering something. Calling her from Maya’s flat balcony would require her to scream, and this late in the night that would be uncivilized. Hence, she thought of going down the street to ask her friend what’s wrong.

Maya wore a nightdress jacket on top of her satin night shorts and top, stepped into her flip-flops, and started climbing down the stairs. It was almost 03:00 am in the night and the entire building was resting in shady eerie silence. Once at Ruby’s backdoor, Maya asked security to let her in. She could see Ruby is troubled for something while crossing the empty barrel junk and broken old bottles.

‘Ruby, what’s wrong why are you pacing like crazy?’

‘Oh, babe thank God you are here. I didn’t know what to do, Jatin isn’t picking his phone and he was supposed to meet the client today.’ Ruby was clearly distressed.

‘Meet clients, as in NOW?’ asked Maya.

‘Yeah, they are from Japan. We are in talks with them for two months now. And if this won’t work, you know how much trouble I would be in, babe.’

Maya pondered for a while, ‘show me the papers or have you made a presentation? I will talk to the Japanese. When is the meeting scheduled? I will just go and change.’

Ruby looked at Maya with animated eyes, ‘you can do that, I mean, of course, you can do that… but will you really do that for me?’

 ‘Don’t act crazy, show me the files now.’

Ruby took her inside to the office and handed over the files plus a drive that have all the presentations, Jatin made for the meeting.

Maya started going through each file, one by one, and scanned through the presentations. She wrote down all the key points on a paper and analyzed the keynotes once again to be doubly sure. By the time she thought it’s all set, and she could go to change, Ruby arrived in the room flashing her wristwatch.

‘What! I can’t meet with your clients in my nightdress, are you mad!’ Maya yelped looking at her friend.

‘Wait, I have something that you can put on to hide your sexiness darling,’ Ruby said while opening her office cupboard.

‘This (handing over a male’s jacket to Maya), I think this would fit you just fine. It is Jatin’s he left it here last night, he was working till morning on these files.’

Maya looked at the jacket, she knows it so well he has great taste when it comes to apparel, this semi-formal jacket is one of her favorites. Sleek brown-tan-colored office jacket that Jatin wears on his smart casuals in the office.

She reluctantly took that from Ruby’s hands, the fabric was soft and delicate, just the way his touch was that night. A whiff from the jacket reminded her of their rendezvous two months ago, the memories sent a shiver down her spine. Reminiscences of that night were still so fresh in her mind, but the post math ruined her pleasure-trail and she got back to present, in Ruby’s office preparing to meet the client over an online call.

Maya wore Jatin’s jacket that Ruby handed her, finger-combed her hair, and started the video call. Ruby was sitting beside her and visibly very nervous, Maya held her hand to assure – all is under control. The meeting lasted 45 minutes, Japs were pretty happy with what they were offered in the deal and almost okayed it to take it further.

Once logged out from the meet, Ruby hugged Maya and planted a kiss on her cheek. ‘You are my savior baby girl, you saved me today. You saved Ruby’s today. Tell me what do you want from me?’

Maya was happy seeing her friend cheering like a little kid, she removed Jatin’s jacket and handed over to Ruby, ‘for now, just take it away from me.’

‘It was looking much better on you, than me Maya’.

Jatin was standing by the office door, leaning toward the window with hand-folded by his chest. Blue office shirt with sleeves folded till elbows, front two buttons open to display his well-chiseled upper body. Sharp jaw-line with a fine stubble, eyes gawking straight at Maya. He was oozing masculinity and Maya just couldn’t take her eyes away from him.


Maya doesn’t want to go back to the same spiral, that has given her heartache and betrayal in the past. What will happen next, would she accept her feeling for Jatin. How will she explain to Sushma about the wrong choices she had made for sustaining the job. To know more, stay tuned for the next story.

To read the beginning of this short story, click here.

‘This post is a part of Blogchatter Half Marathon‘

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Her younger brother finished his MBA last year and procured a high-yielding job in a multinational, even the elder sister’s debt was paid off and her kids are studying in good boarding schools from the money Natasha sends her bi-yearly. Mother is living a comfortable life in a ‘mansion-like home’ with a string of caretakers at their village home. She throws lavish ceremonial functions every year on her father’s death anniversary. Everyone is settled in life and doing just fine, away from any financial botherations thanks to their ever-giving Natasha Didi.

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He was smitten by Natasha’s elegance and mesmerizing beauty ever since the administration assigned him to celebrity management affairs. It is been more than two years now, that Aman has been taking care of Natasha’s airport transition. But their conversations never grew beyond pleasantries and directions. She had never been rude or irrational to him, unlike other high-profile clients and he never tried to cross the professional boundaries.

There was something mystifying about the lady, she was the epitome of grace and feminine elegance, he secretly wished to be her lover, but didn’t have the courage to disrupt the work liaison. He was aware of her personal communication details, courtesy job requirements, but Aman never took advantage of the information or drunk-dialed her in late at night. However, he contemplated it numerous times, especially when all his friends were having steady steamy relationships.

Natasha was aware of the affinity Aman had for her, but she knew how to create boundaries. All her life, she has done that with utter perfection – make boundaries. Also, he is just a pup, a very young boy who has no inkling about life. A kid straight out of college to earn some bucks and score credits for his future studies, he has no idea what poverty, hunger, or what life is. She keeps a safe distance from him, not for herself but for him to steer clear of her. She is dangerous for his life and any future he has dreamed of.

But today is not as usual, he had a plan to put in motion. Aman showed her the window seat and handed the other details to the flight steward. As Natasha settled in her seat and started digging her handbag for currency, Aman bent down towards her to fix the seatbelt. She was taken aback by this sudden closeness, stunned her lips parted to say something, but she could not say a word. His eyes, deep brown irises reflected the light from the window and looked angelic. Sharp jaw with a light hue of stubble, a shapely nose, and those kissable lips he looks like a supermodel on the GQ cover page. What the hell is he doing as airline ground staff, she thought to herself.

Lost in the moment, Natasha didn’t realise when he asked her to hand over her handbag for stacking below the seat. ‘Where do you want to keep the handbag, Ms. Sahni?’, he prodded again.

Abashedly she looked away handing over the bag in his direction, he took the designer Prada bag from her hand, when his thumb gently brushed against her wrist. The touch was oblivious but Natasha felt warmth – something she misses on her work escapades.

Come join me tomorrow for the next part of Natasha and Aman’s story.

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Aman was gleeful, his benign plan was executed well. She finally noticed and looked straight into his eyes. Her touch was ecstatic, a soft brush could give an indication of how blissful it would be to hold her in his arms. Seeing her gorgeous face so close was a breathtaking experience. He noticed she was not wearing any makeup, just some kohl and nude lipstick her lips were fine pieces of art, thin, soft, and made with perfection.

While retreating from the aircraft, all he could think was her bewildered reaction, she didn’t anticipate the closeness, and her heart skipped a beat when he fastened her belt. It was like a victory leap, without leaving any traces of his premeditated plan, he got her glimpse up close and personal. ‘I need to take this forward, she didn’t flinch away from me’, he made a mental note to himself with a hint of a jubilant smile.

Miles away somewhere, Emran was waiting by the exit, Natasha got a glimpse of the black beast as she came out from the VIP exit. His friendly face shared a glint of smile seeing her back to the bay, and asked, ‘How was your journey, Madamji?’

‘It was good, Emran, thank you. How was your daughter’s wedding?’ she questioned.

‘Wonderful Madamji, she was looking like a heroin in your gifted dress,’ said an elated father.

Turning the wheels into a huge vintage-styled mansion, Emran stopped the car by the lobby for Natasha to descend. ‘I will be by the garage, Madam’ he informed with a humble nod.

Scaling the steps, Natasha enters the very familiar lobby. An entourage of helpers welcomed her with warm smiles, she eyes a large bouquet of purple iris carnations, with a card popping out, ‘Welcome Home, Love. See you in the evening’. She read the card peacefully with a fleeting smile and kept it in the confines of her handbag, climbing towards the bedroom on the first floor.

Her room occupies a large poster bed with white sheen curtains looking over the seashore and palm groves. She deeply inhaled the acquainted smell of lavenders and gardenia, her favourite smell. I need a warm bath to wash off the traveling stress, and a quick nap before the evening, she thought heading straight to the grand bathroom.

She started to fill the bath tub, a few drops of essential oils to relax the nerves. Coming out of her clothes she entered the inviting warm bath, she was finally at ease and in her territory. Her eyes were feeling heavy when she propped her head by the support and started scrubbing her body. Inadvertently she rubbed her wrist repeatedly, the same spot touched by the airport guy yesterday. She wasn’t naïve to the sexual charms, but this touch was incorrupt, it’s a novelty.

It was around 5 in the evening when her staff brought tea in her room, she gazed over the horizon from the large French windows of her bedroom. She picked a magazine from the stack kept by the coffee table, when her eyes caught the GQ.

‘Interesting, let’s see what do you have for me today, huh!’ She turned a few pages uninterestingly, the same rhetoric ads, faces, fashion, nothing fresh or original when she stumbled on a face, er… brown eyes. Her thoughts were back in the aircraft, those two glistening brown eyes – she couldn’t stop herself from thinking about his eyes, deep brown with a hint of sheepish ploy, her lips twitched in a smile.

‘What’s happening with you, Natasha! get a grip!! He is just a boy, leave him be’, she said piercingly to herself.


Will Natasha’s troubled mind get any solace? Aman is planning to take this demeanor to the next level, let’s see what happens next tomorrow.

This post is a part of Blogchatter Half Marathon 2023

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    Praby says: Reply
    July 1st 2021, 8:22 pm

    Wonderful detailing . . Very engrossing

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