He pulled her towards his bare chest and said, “We have almost found the exact thing”
“But how did you find it,” exclaimed Vaishnavi as she unclipped herself from Surendar’s arms, with her eyes full of excitement, and sat upright in the bed.
Vaishnavi was restless in her black spaghetti tops and crimson crushed cotton shorts, as it was a breakthrough in their research project for their final year course on journalism.
“Please tell me, now. puhleeeessss” she begged.
“Okay, I’ll just tell you how I found out. Remaining details, I’ll show you tomorrow”
“Okay, what’s it?” enquired Vaishnavi.
“I visited my native yesterday. There I met this person who takes care of Crematory,” sighed Surendar and said, “He helped me in collecting few samples from buried corpse”
“What’s that? Did you get them here?”
“Come on let me see…” said Vaishnavi excitingly with her eyes wide open.
“No, not now. I said tomorrow, in the library.”
“Okay…” she said frowning.
It was already half past eleven pm on a Sunday night. She has placed her head in his chest and he was caressing the strands of hair falling on her forehead, thinking about tomorrow’s course of actions. Just two months remaining for thesis submission. His heart was thumping fast. She could clearly hear the vibrations. He was slowly dozing off, holding her in his arms. In a few minutes, she too drifted to the land of dreams as she closed her eyes resting on her beloved’s chest.
Sitting alone in my room in the fifth floor of my apartment, it was very difficult for me to resist the urge. The urge to do it. I always tried to control my senses, but this time again, and every time, I fail before my own senses. I stand before my sub conscious, my head hanging down, and my own mind impregnated with the guilt.