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ears as he reluctantly put her down. To
him, no verse could be more poetic, no music more soulful, and no praise more
flattering than these three simple words.
    “I love you
too” he replied, engulfing her yet again in his embrace. Oh, if only he could
sweep her far, far away from all this hungama . He knew that this wedding
was too important for her to miss; he also did not want to overwhelm her. He
had a nagging fear that she may not be ready to reciprocate his passion and
that was one risk he would rather not take. Now that he knew she was his, she
was free to take her time. She loved him, and for now, nothing else mattered.
The air was more fragrant, the breeze was cooler, and even the Bollywood
song-and-dance tamasha more bearable.
    Sameera’s
face shone brighter than the full moon. Her walk had a bounce, her voice a
tinkle, her heart a song. She felt Gautam’s hand clasped tightly in hers, the
touch of his warm lips still lingered on her cheeks and the diamond pendant
shone proudly at her throat. She smiled triumphantly.
    Gautam and
Sameera radiated happiness. It was obvious to everybody that the two were in
love and they didn’t mind the teasing and leg-pulling that followed. Physically
they clung to each other, afraid to let go; mentally, they were ensconced in
their own private world. She hung on to his strong arms while he had eyes only
for her.
     
    ***
     
    Sameera was
desperate to get away with Gautam. His gestures made her feel special; the way
he pulled her close when standing at the bar, the way he indulgently stroked
her hair. Her fears had melted away. He was her security blanket. Her ardor
rose each time she felt his breath on her ears as he whispered, when she saw
the gentle heaving of his chest. He was her soul mate and had set her free.
There was no excess baggage, no past, no pain, and no time to lose. Amidst the
hullabaloo all she could think of was lingerie and candles, perfume and music.
It was intoxicating. She had finally unlocked her heart.
    Long before
the festivities were over, Sameera took Gautam’s hand and led him out to the
beach.
    “This is
nice,” said Gautam, savoring the gentle sea breeze. Sameera just winked. As she
continued walking purposefully towards their rooms, Gautam enquired
quizzically, “Are we going somewhere?”
    Sameera
closed her eyes and put his hand on her wildly thumping heart. Time stopped as
they stood in the garden. She raised her eyes to his and smiled. She was ready.
This was just right. Still holding his hand, smiling gently, she led him in and
shut the door softly behind them.
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    ABOUT THE AUTHOR
     
    Madhur
Nevatia’s mushy romanticism stems from her schooling at an all-girls’ school
and Bollywood. She is an MBA who has juggled being a banker, a stay-at-home
mother, a part-time teacher, a body language and communications coach and a
freelance writer. Over the past ten years, Madhur has been fortunate enough to
travel with her husband’s advancing career to Mumbai, Kolkata, Gurgaon,
Johannesburg, South Africa and currently London.
     
    By her own
admission, this nomadic lifestyle suits her adventurous spirit. An avid reader,
she loves everything—from literary classics to biographies to management books
to ‘chick lit’. She started off by writing a blog—a funny take on her life and
what she saw around her. A diehard romantic, she loves all kinds of love
stories and hopes to create many of her own. “Yours Accidentally” is her first
book.
     
    You can
reach her at www.madhurnevatia.blogspot.com and on FB at https://www.facebook.com/MadhurNevatiaAuthor .
     

 
     
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