Finally at the age of his forty eight Suraj Bajoria decided to marry 'Desi' Indian girl from his own clan, own land of Rajasthan.
He shared this news first to his bosom friend and business partner Brijlal .
Hearing this news Brijlal screamed in cheers and dance with the wine-glass in hand, hovering dramatically over his head !
... "So your 'eyes are opened' at last, hmm !'' But who and how eyes get rid of enchantment from fantasy, color? Is it betray, or loss of love?
Let us order first some strong whisky for guts before celebrating the emotional story!"
They were sitting in a a corner table of casino bar of Las Vegas. The lighted swimming pool was full of glamorous bikini-bitches with playing eye-catching romantic games with their fans, and toy-boys.
Looking casually at them, through glass-wall Suraj replied smilingly, "nno, not any such spicy stories as you think." Suraj pitched the cigaret-butt in the astray to continue ,
..."It is just my decision. I earned huge wealth; I enjoyed the best physical pleasure that money can purchase last twenty six years ; I am now tired to sleep with any woman, whether new or old, glamorous or ugly!"
Suraj stood up for washroom.
Looking at his strong and stout manly structure, with sky-blue polo shirt and white jeans and Reebok shoes Brijalal appreciated ,"You still look not more than thirty-four/ five. Then pointing to his own pampered tummy he continued,
"look! this is the contribution of extra-care of my loving wife ."
Suraj: Let us go to my room.
Brij: Why room ? Here are lot of toilets to release !
But he followed his friend unwillingly, as suraj seemed to flee from the place in a hurry. But he gazed at the eye-catching swimming pool while walking through the lounge.They came to the room in roof-top sky-lounge by elevator .
Coming back from washroom Suraj said to encourage his friend ,
"Hey buddy, don't lose your heart ;You will enjoy better the swimming pool -scenario from my window glass; look, here is also a telescope, " he removed the curtain to have a clear view of the telescope .
Then turning to him said, "though the purpose of telescope is to see the nature with its mountain desert etc and not for the bikini-beauties view, you know ! "
" I have to call now the waiter for dinner to give room-service."
He handed over the heavy book of menu to him .
"You will enjoy the drama of bikini-beauty with delicious dinner along .....with my story !"
"Story? What story?"
Door bell knocks.
With the door-bell the waiter entered and took the order of dinner .
Suraj adjusted the angle of telescope to his friend's sofa and sat comfortably opposite to him .
I saw the woman with whom I slept just two months ago in Seattle on the swimming pool.
"a-aw! show me , show me through the telescope !" After surveying the woman Brij commented disappointingly," Umm, attractive figure but so black, .. darker than coal, just a burnt log !
At last you had this one! what's the interesting story about this black woman ? Is she from Ghana or Kenya?"
Suraj ,"No, she is Brazelian by birth but what is interesting of her that she is really amazon lady as a sleeping partner!'"
Brij: "Waow, go on!"
Suraj: You know I avoid to meet twice any 'same' woman. Officially I maintained my image as 'cle-an gentleman'. My supplier agent knows that. But I met this woman twice before meeting her in Seattle . First in Philadelphia and then in Chicago. I enjoyed greatly her companion, I nicknamed her as 'Cobra' to my agent's 'list'. Last one year I didn't meet any other women . If she was not available then I optioned 'better to fast' . At one point I decided to 'own' her by marrying. Again I hesitated to take any quick action; I was suffering in the dilemma whether such women are eligible to be 'wife' to a dedicated husband?
I paid my agent some 'advance' three months ago and at last I met her in Seattle . I booked her for the whole day, not only for the night. I spent the 'day' with her first time and performed my job by phone . Every time I was thinking to propose her, some phone call was interrupting along with my hesitation.
We spent a wild but pleasantly night, but still proposal remained pending! Next morning I had early flight to leave Seattle. It was surprising why a veteran womanizer like me was sweating a lot for simple marriage proposal to a known woman?.....
Then I decided I must tell her before leaving for airport. When I woke up in the morning, I saw my Cobra, fully dressed up , was sitting on the sofa.
I was happy to see Cobra waiting on the sofa . She always used to leave my room earlier than me, (as a precondition with my agent ).
Giving her a warm morning-kiss I went washroom to dress up . Getting ready I came near Cobra with greeting -smile on my face Cobra stood up in front me to ask , "when we are going to meet next?"
My heart danced in joy;"Yes darling , I want to tell you on the way of airport."
Cobra:"sorry , I can't accompany you ;I am waiting in the lounge for my next customer; He will reach shortly."
Contacting eye to eye, Cobra asked with professional voice, "will you clear the dues to me before leaving ?"
Suraj stumbled in emotional quirk, but managed quickly, with firm reply :
"I always pay in advance, please contact the agent", he cleared his throat by coughing .
Cobra: "I know that. I am asking money for the ' extra strokes you had on me throughout the day. I am tired !"
Cobra twisted her body left and right to proof her exertion.
Suraj: with wide eyes repeated,"strokes"!......the word hurled to him as heart-stroke.
Cobra's mobile was ringing ; she responded to the call:
" Good morning Mr Wrenstien!
I'm just waiting in front of the hotel-gate for you ."
A shaft of joy passed on her body like lightning to affect Suraj pathetically painful.
The car with dark glass-window came; no sooner Cobra slipped into the car by waiving her hands , leaving behind bewildered Suraj.
Few moments Suraj stood like statue until the waiting chauffeur coughed softly.
Throughout his journey the word 'extra-strokes' hammered his brain;
It was for the first time an unknown feeling of joy over the monotony of physical pleasure was starting to sprout ;....he longed to nurture it by shifting himself to be planted in a new garden ....
.but his dream shattered by such a harsh nasty word from the woman whom he thought by mistake close to the heart !... It took time to ignore, to forget.
He cursed himself ....how was he so stupid to think of 'marrying' a woman who was available to anyone by money ?... while he spends the whole day with her enjoying the ecstasy, she was counting in terms of money, like a pawn-shopper counts interest!"
Suraj lit a cigaret to smoke with whisky.
Brij : Do you have still some weakness on her ?
Suraj: "No " came out simultaneously with the strong blowing of a big smoky ring from the cigarette;.. .shaking his head : not at all....
Brij: Then why do you avoid her?
You hide inside the room to avoid of not being caught into her sight! Brij continued.
I suggest to end it by facing boldly. If she confronts , pay her all her dues and be free ! You have enough money to do that ."
Suraj: To pay money is easy for me, but for penalty of delay, if she demands more 'strokes'........... I surrender ...........
Both burst into laugh.
Suraj : She wouldn't accept losing me as I paid her highest ;the moment she will know the truth that I rejected her forever she will spread scandal against me which will be harmful for my business .
Brij: Let me share the other part of the story .....your "decision"
about marrying.
While pouring another peg in his glass from the bottle, Brij said ",in this context I remember a funny story of my life. But I will tell it later" .
With door-bell the waiter entered with the trolly of dinner.
Suraj waived his hand to leave . The waiter left .
"Both of our flight are before 10am. Mine is Jet-Blue , yours?"asked Suraj.
Brijj: It is Delta. We must take early bed . Please ask the waiter to give us 'wake-up call'....
So next I will meet you in your marriage party, right? Hope it will be enormous party in some luxurious hotel! Hmm, great fun...........
Suraj: just opposite , far from your expectation. It will be a close party of 20/25 guests, in my own flat of New York, not in any hotel.
Brijj: Hey , thith ye inclit me -( Did you include me)?......
uttered distortedly as he was brushing his teeth.
Suraj smiled lovingly: you have to be manager in my party; but let me chose the right bride, first. After a long decade I will be going in my native land in quest of right bride! Instead of romance I have tons of anxiety, whether I will get what I wish!
I have hired a matrimonial company who will provide me two experienced agents to escort me from the airport .
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