Read a Woman

SEA FOAM, WAVES & CAVES

It was early in the morning when the security man of the building cried.

“Sir very sad news, Sulochana madam has met with an accident on road side.”

 I rushed out immediately with the Chowkidar to the spot. There the scene was eye opening; Sulochana was lying unconscious on one side of the road. A few morning walkers and roadside persons were making the crowd. But no body was ready to help us, somebody asked to call the police. The Auto-riksha, which collided with Sulochana had ran away. I was stunned. I took Sulochana to near by government dispensary with the help of security man in a taxi. But there was nobody in the dispensary, even ward boy was not available, doctor will come at nine, a Safai Karmchari told me. We rushed back to a near by private nursing home, meanwhile police also got information and an inspector followed us. I told him plainly that she is my next-door neighbor and in the early morning she met with an accident. The inspector insisted me to take her to government hospital, since it was an accident case. But I knew there it would take much time to get her treated and meanwhile anything could happen. Looking no other alternative, I greased his palm and he went away. The private nursing home doctor was very gentle. He immediately gave in injection to her. Sulochana opened her eyes, for a while she could not understand where has she come, but slowly she recovered and asked about her children. The Chwkidar brought her babies to the hospital. Sulochana embraced the babies. Snuggled, kissed them with tears in her eyes and then she told to me.

“I was going to bring milk in the early morning. It is my routine work. Suddenly an auto-riksha came in a fast speed, before I could understand it collided with me and thereafter I lost my senses.”

“Oh! Very sad.” I said.

The doctor said that there is nothing to worry only a minor fracture is there in the leg, so after two days Sulochana was relieved from the hospital. We brought her to her flat, her daughters started going to school back. Sulochana had a plaster on her lower left leg and doctor asked her to take rest for three weeks. She informed her school regarding the leave and the incidence. Time passed slowly. Sulochana recovered soon. The plaster was opened and she started moving in the flat with the help of a stick. Now she was able to do some housework also. Her elder daughter used to help her. I also looked after them. Slowly Sulochana developed regard in her eyes for me. Some times her eyes spoke much more than her self.

After four weeks rest Sulochana joined the school, her daughter used to come to me for learning computers, the artist friend went to Banglore on his new assignment. The struggler actor went to south for trying his fate there. I have not much work these days. One day I asked Sulochana and her Babies to visit Elephanta caves.

It was a holiday. We took the local train from Andhari to Church gate. We dropped at Church gate station came to fort, there I took some maize-grains and asked babies to throw to pigeons near fort and before hotel Taj. A large number of pigeons came they ate the maize and flew back. It was a lovely scene to watch the babies. They became happy and enjoyed the flying birds for some time. By sea boat we went to see the Elephanta caves. The caves with old carving were very nice. The sculpture, mural and paintings of these caves can be compared with Ajanta & Alora of Andhrapradesh. Sulochana watched the art very silently and carefully. The babies were busy with the water reservoirs. The temples of lord Shiva & lord Ganesha were very attractive. The mountains, water springs and sea atmosphere was attractive and romantic. A large number of tourists and local couples were there to visit the caves. One can see the sea also. The babies asked for some food. I went to near by kiosk and brought some edibles. We took a cup of coffee and came back to church gate. Before coming back we took a round of the seashore and ate some Bada-paw on the roadside. Huge building, busy roads and sea waves were making noise. Every wave came to sea beach and went back after a bluster leaving behind sea-foam on the beach side. We came back in a taxi to our building. The babies were tired and slept. Sulochana brought two cups of coffee in my balcony, moon lit night was passing; the rays of moon were giving glow to Sulochana’s face. I took another sip of coffee and tried to read her face. I took her hand in mine and patted it. She had a blush face. Moon was going to west and set in the sea. It was perfect silence; suddenly a sea sailor sung a sad song. The voice was coming from very far & the song was for his fiancée. Slowly Sulochana took her hand out of mine and said

“I will come back in a minute.”

She came back in a beautiful pink color gown with singing her-self; her song was giving a kind of peace to my mind. We came to the inner room, Only a night lamp of light green color was on, and Sulochana was looking much more beautiful in this light and gown. She took my hand in her hand and petted it, I could not resist my self and kissed her chicks, and started combing her black, long and shining hairs, and her body was a perfect one. Her eyes were giving invitation.

“Come Rakesh come, I am waiting and wetting for you.”

I could not resist, my head became hot and hotter, it was a new experience for me. She allowed me to play on her body and guided me again and again. She said

“What are you afraid off Rakesh, I am with you, no need of any shyness, I am waiting for you; I like you.”

It was a perfect jugalbandi between both of us. She made sounds of cooling, groaning, quacking and bellowing in the bed. She was a perfect cooperative woman on the bed.

I loved her from top to the bottom; I kissed her eyes, her forehead; her breasts and said

“These are two mountains on your body and a river of love is flowing in between the two. Your thigh are like banana stem, soft and hot.”

She gave no reply but her silence was a reply. I continued. I wanted to off the light but she refused . She allowed me to love on the bed, near window and in the balcony, from every corner and angle of her body.

I was thinking in one direction only. I thought as if she is a sea wave and I am sea foam. The foam is coming on sea waves and caves.

Sulochana said to me

“Oh Rakesh come into me.”

For me the whole body of Sulochana has be come a big breast I kissed it, Sulochana hummed, hissed, roared and now I entered. The whole world melted for me. I thought I am playing a sitar or a tabla or a jugalbandi of both. It gave me immense enjoyment.

It was dawn time, Sulochana went to her flat. Out side was still dark but it was my first introduction to a new angle of life.

Next day I could not wake up early, Sulochana after sending her kids to school, came with a cup of tea. She asked me to come out of bed, and became fresh than she started talking.

“Was it your first encounter?”

“Yes it was an innocent crime.”

She laughed and said.

“Mine was too first after the death of my husband.”

“What kind of relationship is this?”

“It is a kind of hunger from both the sides.”

“But is it correct?”

“If we are not deceiving any body there is nothing wrong.” She said.

I could not reply. She further said.

“You read books and write books can you read a woman also.”

“It is not easy to read the leaves of a woman, much remains unread there is a lot in between the lines.” I said.

“You are right, similarly a woman reads the man and much remains unread.”

“You know Rakesh what I felt is that I am not guilty conscious.”

“Good, but one cannot continue such things for long.”

Now I saw Sulochana with a different angle. She was looking fresh after morning bath. Her eyes were lighting and were full of life. She tickled me, and went away.

I tried to think the nature of relationships and their emotions, prowess and spiritualism and the world of ideas.

Vatsyayan informs us about thirty four types of kisses and eighty four types of postures and a number of vocal sounds, I remembered the vocal sounds made by Sulochana and convinced my self, neighing of a horse, snore and sobbing, She did all, Without a hitch.

I could not go any were. I rested in the flat and thought on the relationships. The relationship is wonderful, astonishing, questionable, erotic; platonic and super human like, what is the dynamics of the relationships. Whether it is kinetic energy or the static energy inside the body, which comes out. The libido energy is said to be responsible but to what extent. What is the moment of inertia of this process and what is acceleration?

We all know that static energy can be converted into kinetic energy and vice-versa, but physically the value of both the energies is same but life is not so simple. And physical laws cannot explain the life. It is much more chemistry and sentimental. The body language has also a role. I said to my self.

There is no thermometer to measure the temperature of the relationship. No psychologist, philosopher can explain it fully. It is the inside barometer of the person which can measure the pressure. Only true passion gives satisfaction, while thinking all these I slept.

When I woke up it was late evening, I prepared, dressed up and went out for a walk. I wandered on the roads like a vagabond for a few hours and came back to my flat. I undressed my self and went to sleep, but slowly Sulochana came to my bed and said

“Well man, hurry up! My kids will awake. I have to take care of them also.”

I could not say no. She was waiting for me and was ready to accept me. I entered unto her, she made horse like voice, mewed, and kissed me, I also loved her from every corner. She said.

“It is like a musician playing on me.”

“It is a good and perfect jugalbandi.”

We played. She left after some time as her daughters were to awake.

I slept a sound sleep.

Morning was fine. I was happy, I was humming an old song of my choice, I went out for work, on the stairs there was Sulochana with a smiling face and lustrous smile I smiled and went out.

In the evening I came earlier, Sulochana was teaching her kids, now the kids were ready to go for play. I prepared two cups of tea and asked her to join me. She came, we sipped the tea silently. She said

“Young man how do you feel! Any guilty consciousness.”

“No, nothing like that, but--------.”

“What but---------? Remember Rakesh I am a free bird and I do not allow any body to love me unless I want love, so in this case also I have allowed you, I can refuse at any moment, It is entirely my choice, not yours.”

I listened her silently. She further said.

“To love and to be loved is human instincts. Mythologies agree to it, love is a fire also and love cool water also.”

“Well Sulochana in ancient India and in ancient philosophy love is a Devine thought.”

“True.”

“A large number of treatises are written on this single word Love. You know books like ‘Nagarservasvam, Anangrang, Kuttanimatam, Apsara and many more works have been written. In western world also Sigmund Freud, Young, Havelock Ellis, Simone De Beauvoir, Marie Stopes have written a lot on this topic.”

“True but the best work is of Simone De Beauvoir’s, second sex. It is yet to be over come.”

“You may be right but in eastern world Vatsyayn, Kalidasa, Bhavbhuti, Bhrathahari have written a lot. Vatsyayn has mentioned all kinds of love and the nature of relationship, it makes him a great writer. He deals with every small point in detail and he has a thorough knowledge.” I said.

“Knowledge! Ho! You must remember that wife of Vatsyayn left him and ran away with some one. What type of knowledge?”

I could not reply. But she further said.

“Women like flowers, Poetry and romance rather than physical intimacy, it is a secondary choice for her.”

I had no answer. The air was cold out side I shut the window.