Chasing butterflies …….
(A spicy hot romantic and suspense thriller)
By
Kotra Siva Rama Krishna
She put her head on his massive chest and laughed sweetly. “I am asking that question to myself in fact.”
Both were silent and Madan was quite happier. Unto that moment he thought only because of her problem she had come to him. Now he realized what really made her to come there. He closed his eyes hugging her even more strongly and smooth relaxing dark curtain hung before his eyes. Time passed but Madan did not notice how much. It was all just like a dream to him now also.
“Madan” she asked him with a small tone breaking the silence which was following for the last one or two minutes.
“Tell me.” He said as he was in a dream.
“Do you still remember how we used to play in our childhood?” She asked.
“No. Of course.” He did not listen with attention what she had asked.
“When you were just ten years or so aged and I am seven or eight years or so aged I think. Don’t you remember?”
“No.” his mind still was not trying to register properly what she was talking.
“That many mischievous games….we played in your farm-house…in that tope…don’t you remember any of them?” she asked him again.
“What you are talking? I cannot understand anything.” With a frown and lot of confusion in his voice he said.
She laughed heartily again and said. “How did you have forgotten such nice things in our lives? They sure have happened when we were quite young but they are good and memorable.”
He did not say anything but his face was masked with confusion. He did know about Susmitha when he was ten years old. Then how he could meet and play with her then? That too in their farm-house and in their tope?
“Tell Madan, don’t you remember any of that? You used to be so naughty in those days itself.”
“Shut up.” He yelled at once. “We don’t know each other at that age. How can we both play with each other then?” his head was reeling.
“Who I am you are thinking?” tauntingly looking into his eyes she asked. His abruptness in separating her from him did not upset her it seemed.
“Susmitha, who came here drove by her love towards me. I don’t lose my sense yet.” He angrily said.
“No.” Susmitha nodded her head in negation. “I am Mamatha. Your always love.” She stopped after saying that. “I tell you more if you don’t believe. On one day we both saw a black cobra in that tope and I felt too much fear. On one other day you have bitten by a scorpion in the farm-house. Some other day we both have saved a small bird which has fallen down from its nest on the floor from a tree in the tope and we put it back in the nest again.”
He felt as if a cobra was dropped on him. He had to believe, he had to believe what she had said. Those childhood plays and the incidents she said were hundred percent true. There was no chance at all that Susmitha could know about them.
“Yes. Mamatha. Why you are feeling that much of surprise? Of course, I were dead but my love for you made me come here. Gave me the strength to reach you.”
He was stunned to talk anything. The feeling he was having looking at Susmitha then was fear and shock. Mamatha in Susmitha! What Susmitha said was true. Mamatha entered into the body of Susmitha.
“What you are talking making me mad. Once I am in love with you this much how you can accept anyone else love? I never would accept this. I never would agree to this.” Susmitha angrily said.
“Susmitha please.” Madan tried to say something.
“Don’t call me Susmitha. I am Mamatha.” Susmitha furiously said.
He stunned seeing the force in her voice and the anger expression in her face was making him uneasy. His mind had become numb and he could not think of what to do except staring at that angry figure so.
“You have forgotten me, don’t you? You have completely forgotten me.” The accusation in her voice and eyes did not get much change in him.
“I never leave you. I never allow anyone enter into your life. I shall kill this new girl. Sure I shall kill her.”
It was quite unintentional and involuntary that his right hand moved so fast and touched her cheek and she almost fall on to the sideways on the bed. Then he realized what he did and immediately started worrying how much hurt he caused by hitting his loving Susmitha so. He took her instantly into his hands and looked into her face.
Now there was bewildered expression in her face and surprise in her eyes. “What happened?” strugglingly she gathered herself and asked.
“Nothing, nothing happened.” He was in a dilemma whether to tell her what happened or not.
“Then why did you hit me like this?” placing her hand on her cheek which was paining heavily because of that forcible slap, she asked
“It was a mistake. I did it quite foolishly. Forgive me for that and forget the whole thing.” Hugging her smoothly, he said.
She threw him away with little force and looked into his eyes. “You are trying to cover something from me. I behaved somehow foolishly, so to take my senses back, you hit me, is it is not so?” he felt pity seeing the troubling look in her face.
He remained silent. It seemed Susmitha did not know what she had talked with him as Mamatha. If he told her about that she would become even more convinced that Mamatha entered into her body. But there was no chance without saying anything at all to her. She was suspecting so strongly that she behaved oddly.
“You did some silly talk. I could not understand what you have talked. Yes, to bring your sense back I hit you like that. I am so sorry, I should not have hit you like that” Hugging her once again Madan said.
She did not say anything but snuggled even more into him keeping her face in the curve of his neck while encircling him with her hands. He felt happy that Susmitha did not press him too much for the details then.
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“It is quite surprising. I cannot believe this. Really did this happen as you have said to me?” after hearing what Madan had said with rapt attention Sukanya asked.
Madan moved uneasily in his chair. “I am not in a mood to swindle stories for you. I have said to you what exactly has happened. Tell me now your opinion.” He did not try to restrain his irritation.
She clipped her lower lip between her teeth frames and reclined in the chair. After brooding sometime over that she released her lip. “She narrated some childhood incidents between you and that Mamatha to which there is no chance that Susmitha could know about.” Sukanya said still thinking deeply.
“No chance at all.” the confirmation in his voice was profound.
“You have a wonderful habit of writing diary. You might have written these as well in your diary and Susmitha read your diary fully. She might have come to know about these like that.”
“I did not start writing diaries at such an early age. Later on too I did not write those incidents or any of the childhood incidents in my diary. I am hundred percent sure of that. I write my diary contemporarily. I never wrote old times incidents in it.”
Sukanya nodded her head and took a deep breath and exhaled heavily. It seemed relaxed her to some extent and then she looked into his face.
“The main question now is how Susmitha could come to know about these.” the frown on his forehead deepened.
“Somehow or other she might have come to know about them.” Sukanya paused for a moment and then said again “Alright. We take it as she has come to know about it in someway or the other. But what is the necessity to her to talk like Mamatha saying those incidents to you?”
“That is what puzzling and troubling me a lot than her knowledge about the incidents. What is the necessity to her to say that so to me behaving like Mamatha?” his face suddenly clouded with fear as if something odd struck his mind “does that mean really Mamatha entered into her body?” the gloom in his face was even more intensified.
“We are in quite modern times. We shall become laughing stock if we believe in things like devils and ghosts and being possessed by them.” Sukanya said seriously.
“Then what explanation we can give for her behavior so?” there was irritation in his voice.
“There is certainly an answer to this. At present we don’t know it. I shall try and very soon know about that. In the meantime don’t develop any false beliefs in yourself.”
Madan nodded his head.
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“Oh, you have come again. I felt fear that you may not come at all.” Vineet’s face lit with pleasure when he had seen Sukanya in the tope. “You may not believe that now a day I am wishing so strongly that you always be with me.”
She hugged him without warrant and kissed on his lips. “Why it is so?” she asked him.
“One of the dangerous symptoms of love.” Encircling her with his hands and taking her even more nearer Vineet said.
She was as usual in her traditional wear. Very rarely she would wear jeans or other dresses. Her big and robust breasts were pressing to his chest and he was keenly observing the movement of her left earring. The gold coloured skin behind her ear lured him a lot and he could not remain without kissing there pressing his lips a little fiercely. That kiss might have instigated some nerves in her that she too felt a strong desire and hugged him strongly and he reciprocated in the same measure. As they both were hugged like that to each other her heart filled with a sort of joy and body a sort of thrill.
“Shall we both go into the farm-house? It would not be proper if anyone sees us like this here?” he murmured in her hear.
“No.” with force she had thrown him back. “Are you thinking that I do give it every now and then whenever you feel a bursting desire in you? Never hope to have it before our marriage. I have already made it quite clear to you. Only little, little liberties.” There was the same seriousness in her voice which she maintained when she said it the first time.
“You have made me tasted that on that day. I cannot forget the pleasure I have got then and my body and mind are asking for it again and again.” He groaned.
“My good Vineet.” She took his right hand into hers and made a smooth kiss on it. “Be a good boy and don’t clamor for it before marriage. After our marriage I shall offer myself to you in so wild a way you like it. In the meanwhile just satisfy yourself with little hugs and kisses.”
He nodded his head but it had become difficult to him to control his desire. With her touch on his body so the desire in him reached its peak and the instant urge in him was to rape her wildly. He was wondering why she had not got such an urge in herself for copulation even after the hugs and kisses.
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