rain......

“Perfect weather to cuddle up and make love don’t you think?” you whisper in my ear as the scent of coming rain grows stronger in the wind whipping at us… Huddled in the auto, I squeeze your hand tighter and look down at our entwined hands… a blush staining my cheeks. It’s been so long since we last made love… I think longingly... then groan…. “Where’s the place? Both your parents and mine would be at home today...”
Arranging our infrequent trysts is so difficult…. or maybe not so tough after all....
“So what?? I can just tell my parents that I’m staying over at your place again… I do it so often that they won’t mind anyway…” I sigh.. yes.. it is so often that you stay over at my house..

We run into the house drenched… mum takes one look at the water dripping off us and sends us straight to my room with instructions to change… we giggle like the silly children that we are to her till I’ve closed my bedroom door.. drenched clothes forgotten as I pull you against the door and kiss you…
Our kisses deepen.. clothes get pushed away..
And mom knocks ..

“Will you girls hurry up already? The food’s getting cold.. Deepa I’ve called your mother and told her that you’re staying here today.. I don’t want you going out in this storm.. now hurry up both of you” she instructs before returning to the dining table.. we look at each other.. entwined on my bed.. and laugh…
“not so difficult now was it??” you laugh.. we quickly put on dry clothes and run out..

We’re still holding hands as we rush to the dining room.. my parents find it really cute..they think of you as a second daughter….
my best friend.. my love.. my lover..