The Romance of Shona and Shonimoni......a saga of love

And there she was standing my angel, my princess, a beauty or a concept of beauty created by GOD to make women feel jealous and make men feel wanting her....  

(Before I proceed about this evening, let me narrate Shonimonis thought before this dinner from her side.

"Hi Shonimoni" a familiar voice in mobile which shivers me completely was my thought when Dinesh called my name on the call, his call was to invite me for a dinner as he is leaving to Singapore for a project. My breathe was caught after hearing this invitation, and thought if I will have a mercy by eyeing in wardrobe to find if there is any thing suitable for today's dinner ( girls never have a suitable outfit even if their wardrobe is filled with varieties ). I nodded yes to Dinesh and called " Malathi" immediately to rush for shopping, only a girl can understand girls feelings. I called Malathi and told her that I needed a good outfit, a pair of heels, silver ear rings, a nice hairband and a good parlour and some other accessories as I wanted Dinesh to remember this evening forever being natural without a makeup. 

I picked a compact before leaving from room in my bag and clicked a pic standing in front of mirror, thinking to upload this pic in Facebook, questioned myself if this pic will get 100 likes, am sure going to dazzle this man tonight, if not am gonna not like any of my friends pics, as it's a give and take relationship for Facebook world ( you like my pic and in return I will like your pic ). I took some 12-13 pics and analysed if I look pretty ( gone are the days when you ask your mother if she likes, as they don't understand today's style, it's your android mobile which tells if you look beautiful or not).

Back to the Current situation.

She pushed the door to get inside (rather bringing a season of spring with her and spreading fragrance) to with her every step towards me, was like a notation of sa re ga ma which is going to knot a beautiful rhythamatic song.......her smile ( like the dew on the grass in the morning ) was overriding my senses and there was a chilling hesitation in between us. Before she could say any thing, the breeze of her breathe was touching me like the waves touching feet in the evening). Her long untied hair that fell upon her eyes with a gust of wind was like Serene water in rain covering the beautiful sunset.Soft face with rounded cheek bones, proportionately slim nose, high trimmed brows appearing like a rainbow in the rain. Her eyes had a sparkle that shines in the night other than moon, her soft pouty lips ( not sure if these are to be compared to rose or roses compare themselves with these lips and feel jealous ) and her rounded chin is complemented by the charismatic smile made me to think that GOD is being called as creative after HE made this angel. Her perfectly groomed hair was shining brilliantly and was glimmering towards her shoulder where it ends with perfectly cut tips. Her uniform hair spills down between her shoulder blades and her strands were tickling the skin of my collar bone. Shonimoni had a soft neck and a feathery shoulders making me believe she has come down straight from heaven.

I was in a frozen state, until her smile blowed my senses away, Shonimoni was right in front of me, with an elegance she told me "HI", I felt some thing magical as the air left from her lips not only passed through my heart but pierced my heart, this was our first nature touch.......

An hour was spent on silence where the eyes and heart were exchanging lots of conversations, the language of love which is understood by the people in love. Every significant exchange between us was special and every insignificant thing was magical, we did not even realised that  in between we have ordered food and completed it without our knowledge, as both of our hearts were wanting for a special taste (physical looks and proximity are the terms of this generation).

Time was spent on discussions which both of us knew about each other but wanted to hear it again so we can see each other's eyes while speaking. It was the time for both of us to leave this place and walk over the terrace, as there was no one on the roof top which was planned before to ensure we have a private time.

The moment we stepped out in the open, the rhythamatic sound of raindrops muted all other sounds, the sky was relentlessly kissing earth hinting us some thing ( are we going to only kiss each other or.....? Only adults to be read from here )

This might be another rain for this year, but for us this rain was a confession to each other as it was drenching us, this was giving us vibe of an unexplained continuation ( hold your breathe, there is gonna happen some thing { only some thing or every thing})

Standing for a long time, rain has polished both of us from stones to glittering diamonds, arousing some desires, both of us finally understood how much we loved each other, both of us took to the edge of the terrace standing on the cemented barricade that fenced the terrace, we came so close to each other that we could feel each other's breathe on each other's skin, the breathe caressed the skin ao gently that it gave birth to a feeling, the eyes exchanged the feelings and understood what both of our hearts were seeking. My heart had sent an alert to her and her heart instantly reacted because the message was the only way to bare open all our secrets hidden all these years. My eyes looked at her inquisitive face and stared a wet hair behind her ear, she closed her eyes and few more raindrops trickled down her forehead and then interrupted her nose her lips and...........

Why this commitment her mind asked her heart, and her heart answered this is an assurance, that both of us will choose each other in whatever form we are. She felt nothing for some time and then opened her eyes to realise her deepest core has evolved, an irresistible ritual had taken place in her heart and realised that she trusted me and this trust rinses a heart of almost every fear, the outside was calm but the inside was chaotic......a minute passed by, we kept exchanging furtive glances with romance, a hypnotising moment was busy making a space within our hearts, her lips were shivering and sub consciously they were coming close to each other.......

They were no more under my control, moving forward, and she was responding to this, as even she was not able to stop them......

And

Our fingers brushed......

when both of us kept our hand on the cemented barricade for support as we were so close to each other......she gave me a half nervous half shy smile....

This was our romance, it was a swing between life and death,love and despair, destiny and co-incidence, choice and consequence, forgiveness and revenge, light and darkness, blame and guilt and consciousness and sub-consciousness.......tears roll down her cheeks, in the rain they were disappeared.............

What happened after this....why did tears roll out of Shonimonis cheeks and what was their conversation which was not discussed here.......

I understand your dilemma on the context of this blog....For Shona and Shonimoni the romance is a sacred love feeling, so did not wanted to spoil the blog with lust.....Love and lust are two twins, many a times they look similar but are distinct....

LUST GENERATES PLEASURE AND LOVE GENERATES HAPPINESS....we wanted happiness......

The next one would be the last blog of Shona and Shonimonis story......