Chasing butterflies …….
(A spicy hot romantic and suspense thriller)
By
Kotra Siva Rama Krishna
Slowly he reached into the tope but he could not be peaceful. The memories of Mamatha were troubling him too much. He was not bothered this much in the immediate days of her falling into the river so. He did not tell that matter to anyone else because of the fear that they might accuse him throwing her into the river and telling a lie like that to them. But foolishly he had written that in his diary. A smile invaded onto his lips when he remembered the way Susmitha blackmailed him with the diary. He really did get angry with her when she had blackmailed him so but it was all evaporated in seconds when she had apologized to him and said that she was in love with him.
Now he was at the rocks where he and Susmitha spent the time in that tope. He remembered the words of Susmitha and looked at the top of that mango tree but there was nothing. He could not understand how Mamatha jumped from the mango tree before Susmitha.
The thoughts of Susmitha brought the memories of her to him. He remembered the last day when they both were engaged in the prolonged kiss which was not an accident or unintentional. He himself proceeded towards her for that and he could still remember the indecisiveness in her eyes while hesitatingly offering her lips to him. After he pressed his lips roughly on her lips and took smoothly her inner lip into his mouth, that indecisiveness in her eyes replaced with a determination to enjoy as much as she could.
It was very first time to him to hug a full female youth in such a way and kissed her so. But he did all that as it was planned in before as it was a sacred mission that to be accomplished carefully. While kissing her so he purposefully led his left hand down until it reached on her buttocks and he could feel the glassiness of them under the thick fabric even now too. She widened her thighs rather unintentionally and involuntarily when his hand pressed on the canal between her buttocks and massaging there.
All that was might not be last more than five minutes but it appeared like an eternity to him and which he wanted to last forever without any interruption. What even more surprising to him was there was not even an iota of resistance from Susmitha and she might have allowed him to do anything but then Vineet entered into the scene as if to prevent something immoral.
He came into the present and looked at the mango tree again and it appeared odd and different to him in that semidarkness. Slowly he looked at the top of it again and the branches there were moving as if telling some evil secret. It suddenly appeared to him as if someone sat on the top branches of it. He blinked his eyes several times to make his vision clear in that dusk and looked carefully. Still he felt there was something sat on the branches of it. It was indeed a very tall mango tree. Suddenly he felt a sort of uneasiness.
Suddenly then, he heard the anklet bells sound. That sound caught his ears sharp, straight and crystal clear. He turned round and looked at the direction that the sound had come and his eyes caught something moved fast in that night. He wanted to go after it fast and see who it was but it had become completely dark by then and he could not see anything clearly. He helplessly nodded his head and decided to go back home. But a memory calmly surfaced in his mind. That Mamatha used to wear anklets and the bells of their sound was just like the sound he heard.
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“I have asked you not to go into the mango tope, why did you go there?” as soon as Madan entered into the house Susmitha encountered him and asked the question. Her beautiful face was contorted and her sight was straight on his face.
“No danger happened to me, you don’t please unnecessarily worry yourself.” He knew very well that answer sure would make her irritated even more but he could not think of any other answer then to say.
It had happened just as he expected. Her irritation turned into anger. “I know I have no authority to you to stop. I am a guest in your house and depended on your mercy. But try to understand me. Danger….danger is there for you. She does kill you.” She said furiously and stopped as if the energy in her was drained completely.
“Susmitha, please. What it is?” he became uneasy. He did not expect this type of reaction at all from her.
“There is danger lurking in that mango tope for you. Deadly danger! How many times I have to say this to you? That Mamatha is waiting to do harm systematically to you. She deliberately left you unharmed this day. I think she might have given you a signal to let you know that she is there while you were in that place, is it is not so?”
Then Madan remembered the anklet bell’s sound in the mango tope. But he did not want to say about that to Susmitha. He knew very well what would happen if he said about that to her.
“No, I have not got any signal like that there.” Madan lied but felt uneasily inside. How Susmitha could guess that perfectly that he was given a signal there for proving the existence of Mamatha’s devil in the tope?
“Now promise me. Put your hand in my hand and promise me that you would not go into that mango tope again until I tell you that you can do that.” Placing her right hand before him and looking into his eyes straight once again she asked.
She appeared quite new to him then and he felt fear for a moment. There was determination and force in her eyes and it was affecting his psyche while she was looking like that. He wanted to say no, he wanted to say loudly that he could not refrain himself from going into that tope but he did not. Unintentionally and involuntarily he put his right hand in her hand and breathed deeply.
“Alright, I am giving you the word. I would not go into the tope until you permit me to go there.” His voice heard strange to himself. She squeezed his hand before leaving it.
“Thanks Madan. I know how much you love going into the mango tope. But you have made this promise for me. I shall remember it forever.” There was gratitude in her eyes while saying that.
“But you have made me to do that promise for my sake, for my safety.” Madan smiled.
By then other people as well gathered around them. “Alright, both you may better come for dinner.”Jayanthi smiled. “A pleasant truce between you both. I feared that your fight may become even more fierce.”
“We both may be entertained a little more if it has happened like that but you both are clever.” Pallav laughed and said. “But a fight between lovers whether it is big or small would be entertaining to the viewers.”
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After taking a light dinner, Susmitha went into her room and switched onto the light there, then slipped herself into a night gown without preferring to wear anything underneath it. She went to the shelf to select a novel from it and then burdened a nearby chair with her weight and tried to concentrate on the novel. It was an old novel and in other time she could have got easily involved in that but in the present troubling times she could not go even a page with concentration. She stood up and thrown the book into the shelf again and went to the bed and laid herself across on that.
She felt satisfied as she could manage Madan to agree to her terms but was agitated at the same time. She was worrying for two things mainly, one was Mamatha was hell bent upon making Madan feel bad and the other was she herself making the situation quite unpleasant to Madan. It was indeed very pathetic that she had to make her Madan whom she loved so much more than her own life to feel bad. But this problem was not going to be solved by troubling herself with thoughts. First she had to take rest. That Mamatha’s problem needed to be thought of afresh again. She closed her eyes inviting sleep but she knew that it was not that much easier to her to get it.
As sleep eluded her completely, she had diverted her thought process to some pleasant events. She forced her mind to dwell on the memories of her close proximity with Madan. It was so good to her to place her head on his chest, snuggled into him, resting there. The warmness in his breath was still lingering on her neck. Hugging her closely with his hands around her and his warmth was so good to her. She felt so secured and all her fears disappeared at once. There was an unknown assurance, safety in his touch which still she could feel. It was indeed after a very long time that she could feel such a security which she did feel in the warm hugs of her mother and father.
She suddenly remembered her parents who were used to be so good to her, so good that no one else could be that much good to her. The love and the affection that she had felt with them were pure and full. They loved her more than they loved each other and they lived only for her. She never could fully comprehend the death of them and in her feeling they were still alive for her and she could still feel the presence of them around.
Her thought process not stopped. Without her volition it continued bringing more poignant memories into her mind making her choked with different types of emotions. Her mind filled with rage when he remembered the viciousness of her uncle’s family and their greed for her wealth was creating disgust in her. She was feeling so much anger and she had decided to make the things quite unpleasant to them once her problem was solved. She could not find any other solution except fled from that place on that day when she heard about their plan to kill her. She knew very well that her uncle surely could kill her and make the world believe that it was an accident. She knew he was very much clever and cunning and his wife was a correct match to him. Her son inherited all the vices in them in full. Moreover, her uncle has become enough influential in the society with her money.
The last memory flashed in her mind before she slipped into sleep was Madhuri. She disturbed a lot with that memory and felt full pity on her when she came to know about her past despite the fact what she had tried to do to her. She used to be a good friend and she could not come to know the friendship between her and Manohar until, almost at the end of her friendship with Madhuri. Her cunningness, her mischief irritated Susmitha a lot and she decided not even to think about her after she tried to make her a drug addict. How she could stoop that lower whatever might it help her to get? Susmitha wondered. She later came to know it was all with the direction of her cousin Manohar and with what he lured her to come down to such a level to do a heinous act like that Susmitha could not understand. If it was money Susmitha would have given it to her just by her asking it. It was more than money which Manohar might have promised to her. As she said to Madan it might be marriage that Manohar offered to her made her to stoop that lower.
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