Another, couple of months passed and I was bugged up with work. I really needed a break. Monday morning as I come to office, I get a mail from him "Come to my place on Friday". I was in seventh heaven. Just what I needed. It almost seemed telepathy. Then it suddenly dawned upon me - hey its his birthday on Friday !! How could I forget that ? I wanted to give him a surprise.
First, I went to an Oriental shop and bought a white kurta and pyjama with beautiful floral designs. Next, went to a jewellery shop having jewellery worn by men in East Asia and Africa. Now, a gift for him - after a lot of search found something really precious but it dug a big hole in my pocket. Never mind! Then went to the makeup shop and shaved myself from top to bottom except the hair on my head. I removed my beard too and the people around said I was looking cute. Then finally, I got a wonderful tatoo done on my belly near the navel. Boy, what a lot of prepartion !
Friday morning and I was all so excited. Went back home quickly and started off. It was nearly 8 pm when I reached his place. His hall was filled with people - men, women. Some I knew, some were new. People were all looking at my exotic white dress - congratulating me. The kurta(top) is a loose shirt like, open till the chest but it flows down till ones knees. Its made of soft, light cloth - very cool to wear and look.
Then finally I saw him. Oh my God !! He was clean shaven before but now he had a nice beard and stubble. His hair has grown over his ears and almost down till his shoulders. Realized he hadnt shaved since we last met. He wore a tight pant, tight-fitting tee-shirt, cowboy boots and Texan hat - all black. His face bore a tired look but his eyes gleamed when he saw me. He just twitched his face in surprise and then went over talking to someone else. I waited for him to break the silence.
In the mean time, I met a mutual friend who was wearing a netted tee-shirt that showed his abs. Then the music started and all started dancing and keeping with the rhythm. I started dancing with this guy and eyed him saw he was dancing with a lady wearing tight red dress that showed her curves. I was feeling jealous.
Then as the beats revved up, we were almost dancing madly. Suddenly I felt a strong hand over my shoulder. He was there. Then I started dancing with him - eye to eye never missing a beat. When he moved to the right, me to the left. As he he moved down, I was coming up. Slowly, found the crowd gathering round us - seeing our rhythmic movements. I arched back and he bent over me - without touching me and vice-versa. This continued for more than 10 minutes - me in the white flowing dress and he in tight black. What a contrast ! At the end of it - people gave a standing ovation. No one yet knew our love for each other and this was the first public recognition of it!
The party continued till close to midnight and when the last guest left - found him completely drunk, lying on the couch. I tried to wake him but he was completely out. I carried him back to his room, slowly laying him down on the bed.
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