Bangalore Diaries - 01
Hello there,
After a while I have decided to write a story with realistic settings and I think there’s nothing else I could write about better than blooming love, in its strongest phase. I hope you enjoy reading the following story just as I have enjoyed writing it. It is a work of fiction and not a real story.
Note: This part is definitely not my best work, I don’t know why it turned bad, I removed a lot of content due to second thoughts. I don’t have the energy to rewrite this, If you want to read, please start Part-2 and Part-3, read this part in the last. Intended for mature audience. Any resemblance to actual people is purely coincidental.
Friday, November 20, 2028
7:29 PM, Diary Entry 01
Place: Koramangala, Bengaluru.
It is a winter night, the cold wind is shifting into an apartment window, nothing new for a normal day in the heart of Bengaluru, the sky is surprisingly clear, thanks to the evening rain.
“9th floor” Elevator chimes. Footsteps approaching the door, opposite to the wooden door, is a young man wearing a white shirt and beige trousers. He knocks on the door, ever so slightly.
The door is opened by a young woman with a bright smile, short haired, wearing a sky blue oversized hoodie and grey pajamas.
“I’m finally home!” he said tiredly, falling into her arms, after a long day at the office, battling traffic to reach her.
“Welcome back, love. I missed you!” she said with a calm voice, hugging him tight, as if almost, to consume him all.
“I’ve been talking with you for the past hour on the phone during my commute. Still missing me?” he said in a funny voice. Teasing her.
“Of course, one hour isn’t enough!” she said in a low voice, while slamming her fists into his back while their hug continues.
“Ouch! Okay, okay, I miss you more. At least let me sit first, then you can have your revenge.” he said removing his shoes.
“No, I won’t move, first kiss me and then pick me up, take me to the sofa while the kissing continues, you won’t be moving out of my arms until you do this!” she said, pouting.
“Ah, I was dying to show you how my lips missed yours, It’s the time to show how our gym time helped.” he said while picking her up into his arms, kissing her on the mouth gently.
They slowly reach the living room from the door.
He slowly sits on the sofa while still holding her in his arms, she sits comfortably, looking into his eyes.
“You didn’t have to put me in your lap, you could just make me sit, right? although I’m not complaining.” she said, being shy.
“I just couldn’t let your warmth leave my embrace, I want you as a whole, not any less or more. Aren’t you going to beat me for teasing you?” he said, with a cheeky face, then putting his hands on her back.
“Ugh, after hearing those words, how could I? I’m here always, with you. You never have to leave my warmth, why don’t you take a hot shower and we’ll eat your favorite, butter chicken masala with roti, I’ve made it specially for you.” she said, pulling his cheeks slow and standing up from his lap.
“I knew you cooked well, just from the spicy smell coming out of kitchen, the shower can wait for a few minutes, I’m more hungry for you than food, if you could be so kind to let me devour you.” he said, pulling her closer into himself with his hand from her standing position.
“Ahh, Idiot. Wait a seco-!!” she said, directly falling into him.
He held her close, putting his arms over her waist, and started kissing her neck very slowly just like savoring a snack when it comes to the last bite.
He pulled her closer, his lips tracing slow, deliberate kisses along her neck. Their breaths intertwined, the city lights flickering in the distance as they lost themselves in each other.
“I’m so hungry, need a bath.” he said, on his way to the shower. She joins him in the shower, scrubs his back with her fingers and he scrubs her whole body, kissing her from neck time to time.
“All done. Now get out, I still need to wash up.” she said.
“Surely, I’ll be waiting.” he said.
He dresses into his sweatshirt and pants, lays on the bedroom. Then sees, his beloved, wrapped her short smooth hair into a bun with the towel, coming into the room, picking her clothes. He gets up and hugs her from back while kissing her neck and says “How should I repay god for giving me an angel like you?”
“Maybe, promise me that you’ll never let go?” she said.
“Never.” he said, holding her.
“Even if the world ends?” she asked, looking deep into his eyes.
“Even then.” he said, pulling her more closer.
“I can’t put my feelings into words like you can, but you know how I feel right?.” she said.
“You don’t have to, I understand you, all I need is for your eyes to meet mine, and I will feel everything.” he said, reassuring her.
“Come on. I’m starving, can’t wait to taste your butter chicken.” he said.
They both go to the dining table, they sit down and start enjoying the dinner.
“This chicken is so tender, It’s delicious.” he said.
“Oh, yeah? I’m glad you liked it. How’s the spice?” she said.
“Well, it is spicy, that’s what I like about your cooking.” he said, gazing at her.
“I’m glad you enjoy it.” she said, smiling at him.
“I’m so full already, and I’ve only ate three rotis and a bit of chicken!” she said, looking at the chicken.
“Finish up fast, I got a super thing we can do together.” he said with an exciting face.
“I love surprises, let me finish up quick.” she said, completing the food.
The apartment has a small balcony with a chair, that has a view of the city in the backside. They both reach the chair.
“Cold, isn’t it?” he said, settling in the chair.
She then sits on his lap, cuddled beside his sweatshirt, and puts her cold fingers on his stomach.
“Oof, your hand is freezing!” he said looking at her.
“I was waiting for you to say it.” she said, putting her both hands inside his sweater.
Payback time!” he said, grabbing her waist and tickling her sides.
“Ah, that is really cold. Stop it, idiot!” she said, laughing hysterically from his tickling.
“Okay, calm down, I won’t do it again, let’s see the city view.” he said.
“Finally, yes!” she said.
They both stand up to see the stars and the city.
He slowly moved his both hands near to her sweater opening, and tickles more this time. then quickly running into the bedroom.
“AHAHAHA, stop right there!” she said, tailing and chasing him.
They both end up in the bedroom.
“Payback? let’s see what you can do!” he said looking at her.
“Come here! I’ll definitely eat you as a whole tonight, this adds as the icing on the cake.” she said, while tickling on his stomach and arms. He stays silent.
“What the fuck? why aren’t you laughing?” she said, amused at him.
“You can’t tickle me, I’m not sensitive to tickles.” he said, laughing at her.
“Oh yeah? let’s see.” she said, then she starts tickling him on every spot for 2 minutes.
He suddenly bursts out laughing.
“Baby stop, please, Ahahahahaha, stop!!” he said, laughing hard.
“I knew it, smart ass. You were resisting the urge to laugh.” she said, tickling him more.
“Payback!! tickle tickle” he said, tickling her too.
“Ahahahah, STOP!!.” she screamed, rolling everywhere on the bed.
They finally stop it. a bit tired from all the running and tickling, they settle on the bed. She lays on top of his chest, her warmth is making him immune to cold.
“You know, sometimes, I don’t want the morning to come, I want the night to be forever, I want the time to stop.” she said, lifting her face from his chest, and looking at him directly.
“We don’t have to worry about time, as long as you and I talk, time doesn’t move fast, it moves as slow as possible, when you look into my eyes, it ceases.” he said, leaning forward into her face.
“You’re right, as long as you’re holding me, time surely ceases. Why is it freezing suddenly?!” she said, shivering.
“Why did you choose to wear a thin T-shirt today out of all days? I’ve bought that for you to wear in summer, not in winters! you’ll catch a cold, quick, change into these.” he said, giving her a hoodie.
“Sorry, I just wanted your eyes to be fixated on me.” she said.
“You already know, that, my eyes will always be fixated upon you, wherever you are, whatever you are wearing, however you are looking. They will always search for you.” he said, comforting her.
“I’m glad.” she said, mumbling, losing the battle with sleep.
“I don’t wanna fall asleep, keep me awake, pinch me If I fall asleep, I don’t want the time to fast forw-” she said in a mumbled tone, falling asleep, nestled warm in the blanket beside him, holding him tight.
“How could I wake you up? for that, I’d be missing seeing you in your sleep. You’re my Mona Lisa. Goodnight, love.” he said, letting his eyes rest.
He watched her sleep, peaceful and warm. He smiled, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead.
The night is still young, but they have already slept, peacefully.
The breeze keeps on flowing into the apartment window. As a metaphor for them to keep on living, loving. Despite the odds. Time: 12:36 AM. November 21, 2028.
His name is Akash.
Her name is Sahasra.
To be continued, on their next adventure.
End Notes
Thank you for reading, it’s my first time writing a full fledged story in third person perspective involving direct interactions, I apologize for any mistakes here and there. If you have suggestions, drop them in the comments, what will Akash and Sahasra do next?
Hint: Rain+Coffee+Coorg.