To the stars... (part 1)

She is tossing and turning on her side of the bed.The night seems chilly and nice.Silver shimmer smuged with the pitchblack darkness.Not too much to prick the eye, not too less to fear the dark.The mild breeze sang its own lullaby that craddled the trees.The jasmine bed that her bedroom window overlooked, could aromatise an insomniac to sleep.
Yet she still struggles..

she takes two whole turns and crawls up on her husband.He's in deep slumber.The days work was enough for him to crash that night.Her long tresses touch his cheek as she rests her chin on his shoulder.

nudging him she says,
" you sleeping baby?"

"huh.. yeah...what hapened?"

"i aint sleepy!"

"why?" he asks, now eyes wide open and sleep all disturbed. He feels her cheek with his nails and pushes back the lock of hair falling on her face. She mounts his chest and sits errect.Women and graceful postures.They can make themselves as light as a feather with so much style. He pulls her knee closer to his face and puts his arms around her.

"why-so-serious?" he asks her smiling self-applauding in his heart of hearts, that even in the middle of his deep sleep he remembered his girl's favourite movie dialogues..."something bothering you?"

"nah nothing...just...i wanna talk :("

" omg! you "still" wanna talk? i mean you talk 24/7...sometimes try to give your big mouth some rest!"

" that wasnt very romantic :|"

"ok, my bad. But you know, if sleep is the issue here, allow me to show you better ways to tackle it"
He pulls her closer with a mischevious glint in his eyes. She pushes him back again.

"Just because you are married, doesnt EXACTLY mean you must get horny each night"

"oh oh..hold on...i aint horny every night..and omg i aint horny at all...FFS i was sleepy!"

"do you know why i married you? your educational qualifications made me believe your grey cells> sexual hormones :|"

"really? do you know why I married you?? do you??..er..because i don't know what exactly was i thinking!"

"stop acting cheeky and smart. I wanna go for a drive.NOW"

"its effing 3 am!"

" I'm going...lemme know if you wanna come along" she pulls out her leather coat and scarf and opens the drawer for the keys "oh and FYI, its your favorite black babe thats gonna be my ride...tonight.." she says with a mischievous grin clanging the Rolls Royce keys delicately hooked on her thin and long manicured fingers..

"no! wait! don't touch my car! I'm coming!!" he gets up grumbling as he runs his fingers through his hair trying to comb them quick.."when i first met you with my parents, i "did" find you tad interesting...but never did i think, was i marrying someone so OUTRIGHTLY CRAZY!"

he raises his eyebrows pleasantly perplexed as he steps on the gas.."so where to madame?"..she narrows her eyes and turns her head away from him...pushes back her seat to an obtuse angle of its highest limit and gazes at the star filled sky..."to the moon...my benevolent chauffeur...to the moon...and back..."


(to be contd...)




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I would fly to the moon and back if...You'll be...If you'll be my baby...Got a ticket for a world where we..Belong...So would you be my baby?--Savage Garden