The Known Stranger - Part 2
70I felt a shiver going right through my body. He touched my skin and an electric shock went through my body. My body was his and I realized that bodies communicate more easily than souls. My excitement and tension was slowly becoming unbearable. We both were perspiring and the smell of his body was simply intoxicating.
After an hour of foreplay, we made love. That moment I realized that he was the man I was looking for; that we were made for each other. I wanted this night to continue forever. My mind started becoming numb. I wanted to push him away, but I enjoyed that pain. That moment I had become completely numb, it felt that I was no longer on earth and had reached heaven. I could feel GOD and I knew what it feels to be like in heaven. It felt as if we were walking through the gardens of heaven; pain and pleasure became one and my feelings had completely taken me over. That moment made me feel that time and space do not exist and that I belonged to another world.
After we stopped, I felt like I was parachuting back to earth. My body felt a bit stiff and we both lay down. We embraced each other and it felt as if our bodies could not do without each other. I loved this man, but I knew that this was once in a life time experience. I wanted to store this moment in my mind forever. I realized about the mistakes I had made in my past affairs. I was possessive about all the men I loved and tried to hold them tight, but I didn’t want to repeat the same mistake with Rahul. I loved him but I didn’t want to be with him again. I didn’t want to spoil this moment. I knew I was being selfish, but I knew this is the best thing for both of us.
The next morning I decided to cut short my trip and return back to Delhi. Rahul did propose me but I refused. I tried to explain him my reasoning, but he was adamant. Somehow I managed to persuade him. I could see and feel his disappointment, but I knew this was best for both of us. Some things are meant to happen only once just like birth and death.
As I was leaving for the bus stop, Rahul hugged me. There were tears in his eyes. I knew if i became weak this moment, I will spoil both our lives. As we parted our ways, we both felt heavy and disappointed. We kept on hugging each other and the pain of separation was becoming unbearable. It was as if the time had stood still. I felt that from now on, every minute spent besides him would be a decade of suffering in the future, for everything I could have said to him and I didn't, for memories of his fingers moving across my body, his skin, his husky voice, his loving support, his touch and the stories he told me during our bus ride.
I sat in the bus and felt that I always knew this man. His skin had given me gratification like never before. I felt like he knew my Body, my soul, my happiness and my pain. He made me feel like a woman and gave me the most precious gift and took me to heaven where I could experience God.
The journey back to Delhi was a slow one. It was just 3 days back that I had met this incredible man who came into my life from nowhere and unknowingly made me learn to live life again. The streets, the hills, the clouds, the smell of the road all made me remember Rahul. I realized that when we're away from the person we love everyone we meet in some way or the other reminds us of them. The images of me and Rahul sitting together in the bus kept coming back. That known stranger had become the most important part of my life although I had decided not meet him again. He made me live again. He made me forget my past and gave me the gift of present. I owe my happiness to Rahul and will continue to do so till my last breath. He has given me this incredible power to feel happy whenever I will feel low. The memories of last night will be treasured forever. I know that I will use these memories whenever I want to feel alive and kicking. The known stranger will be treasured for the rest of my life”.
6 months later
May, 2011
Maya had got a transfer to Mumbai and was shifting to the maximum city. She packed her bags as she had to catch a flight to Mumbai. She reached airport at about 1pm. As she was walking towards the security counter she saw Rahul. He was on the flight counter to Bangalore. All the memories of that night started coming back to her. She wanted to call him and tell him how much she missed him, but she knew it wasn’t the best thing to do. Her thoughts were interrupted when she saw a woman calling out Rahul. They were smiling together and were holding hands. She was watching them intently and later she saw a engagement ring on the woman’s hand. Maya smiled and felt happy. The known stranger was happy and so was she. Maya closed her eyes for a second, smiled and walked towards the gate for the flight. A new life was about to start. Mumbai was waiting for her.
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Well, she sure showed a lot more restraint than I ever could have in that situation! One night would never have been enough for me. But I can see what Rahul's purpose was in Maya's life.
Can't help but be a bit suspicious, tho. Only 6 months after their little rendez-vous and he's already not only with someone else but MARRIED to her? That's moving awfully quick. Unless... was he perhaps married at the time of his dalliance with Maya???? Hmmm....
Hi jay,
Good Work
I cud personally relate to your words
"I realized that when we're away from the person we love everyone we meet in some way or the other reminds us of them."
The twist was indeed surprising tat even though when the guy proposed, the gal refused inspite of d fact tat she loved him & at d end she was happy for him tat he got marid to som1 else.
cliche!
i wont say it was a twist... and i think u r too much influenced by Ayn Rand books... especially Atlas Shrugged...
personally, I don't believe in this theory of people parting because they want to freeze the moment forever etc etc... if u love a person, u simply hv to be with him/her... that's only natural...
i know, falling in love with an unknown person on a bus journey can be ultimate fantacy for many people... but that kind of 'love' had never seen the downside of life, it doesn't have endurance.. hence personally I don't think its LOVE...
moreover, you should write something original if you want to be a book writer... it should be long-lasting, not read for some time-pass... that's what i feel...
Jay, I was not blaming you for copying... i just felt that u were influenced by the book... moreover, many books i hv read have similar themes... so i suggested that u need not be 'influenced'... i never once said that u were copying...
you perfectly know i am straight forward and honest when i am commenting on your blogs... and u know my intension is not just criticizing you, but to tell you that you can improve..
JB... to get influenced by classics is what we begin from.. i just wanted to say that you should take it forward... i think i have made myself clear.. and i was certainly not blaming you for anything...
Nice one dude...Can i get Maya's number please. Somehow i never seem to find such girls ..
I know I should have been here long time ago but of late, things have been crazy at work. Speaking of the story...how simple (or hard) was it for you to visualize a woman's feelings and portray those as intensely as you did? It was definitely amusing for me as I couldn't forget that it was you narrating the story on behalf of a woman. Perhaps that's what creativity is all about. I'm not here to ask questions about the story as I know it's your creation and it's entirely up to you to decide the outcome but if such a thing actually happened to someone in life, I wonder if that could be termed as 'love'. Good attempt. I liked it.
You did a good job of writing from a woman's point of view--who could have thought?--the emotions are real and I'm sure many women can identify with that.
But why did Maya not pursue this love? Just a thought.
another good hub thanks
Nice sweet story Jayb23. You have a nice style too. The plot reminded me of a short story of Ravindra Nath Tagore I had read many years ago in my teenage days. You have of course your style.
I am thinking this is very good. can i order the video,Please for you to post in a plain brown sleazy wrapper.
Norti dehli nights indeed.
Your second paragraph best describes the pain and joy of love. Very intense, I must say. And it's true, not all love stories have a perfect ending: sometimes we just meet strangers we connect with, who enrich our lives, and yet we move on. But they never cease to live in our memories.
You know, I can understand why Maya walked away... sometimes one is too scared to spoil a perfect moment.... Yet, personally, I'd never have given up the relationship, even if it meant turning into something mundane eventually. It's life, better to live it, inspite of the pain than never having dipped your hands in it! Anyway, great story... rated up!
Dude...read the part 2....very late....but twas great....nice story...you should write short stories more often!
jay, a girl doesnt realise in a moment dat dey r made for each other. d pain u described was quite intense but cldnt quite get as to wats her prb of not wanting 2 b wid him. n end definately seemed a hindi movie type. but yes, i quite liked ur description of feelings... looking fwd 2 reading more of ur writings














Christoph Reilly Level 2 Commenter 2 years ago
Ah,two ships that pass in the night. Such a bittersweet ending! Good work.