“ur coffee is getting cold!!!”
Don’t
go mad or panic or you haven’t skipped a page or paragraph. I don’t love to
start like this, but this is how my mornings start. May be you are new to my
wife’s invitation for coffee. Apparently, my mind was occupied by the last
meeting with my editor. He promised that he would kick me out, if I couldn’t
bring him an article for the next issue. Last article on chaos theory went to
the bins, “We want people to read this, and do you think they will at least
glance this?” So it’s like, I m on the verge of preparing my CV for the next
job and article at the same time. In a quest for an evocative idea my ears
didn’t pick Renuka’s voice. The voice which took control over me, as my better
half, it’s no wonder why everyone calls me uxorious.
I
wonder what would have happened, if she wasn’t in my life. Oh God!!! I totally
forgot her coffee, which sits in the table enjoying the cool breeze in my
balcony. Now you know why she was screaming …. Actually shouting… oh no… speaking
in her shrill tone. I beamed my stupid smile when I saw her standing in front
of me, supporting herself to the wall, with her elbows bent to her hip.
“This is what you do daily, do
you want someone to remind you of your coffee? “
“Sorry Renu!!! My mind was
occupied with the article”
“hmmmm!! That sounds a better
excuse! Shall I get you another one?”
“Oh no!! This is fine! This can
keep my brain working for the next 2 hours”
“Phew!!! Too much coffee, isn’t
good for you!”
“Caffeine is actually good; it
keeps me away from Alzheimer’s and heart problems”
“Don’t tell me your next article is on caffeine?
I don’t mind tearing it now, before your editor does!!!”
I took my cup and joined her
while managing a half smile. “Hey every time I see your face, there’s something
unique, like a newly bloomed flower”
She eyed me naughtily biting her
lower lip, “Stop that!”
I was holding her arms and toying
with her ring, while my eyes were busy trying to lock a stare with her, ”You
know that I m not lying, you are full of ideas, when I go blank, you are my
source code”
She was smiling with her lip
still tugged by her incisors, which made me wonder, is she the most beautiful
thing in this world? Or am I under a spell by this woman?
“Idiot!! Did u get ur mind onto
something, which could be useful for the next issue?”
“I m already onto something
beautiful, ur face. The way you tuck the single strand of hair behind your
ears, actually I m admire that, perhaps my character for the next story would
be like you”
She pulled me close with her arms
embracing my waist, “You know something; the caffeine is doing all gimmicks in
your brain”
“hahaha!! Now you talk science!! I
thought you were my recipe for my brain!!”
Her arms brushed my shoulder in
the name of a pat, “Listen man!! Caffeine is an impostor. It kicks ur brain to
pump dopamine, which are responsible for your elevated moods”
“Picking??? I m not a gunny bag
to be picked”
I know I pissed her, by my wrong
selection of words, “Hey I didn’t mean that, it’s like, she couldn’t ve made a
better selection”
“Bloody hell !!! selection?? This
is ridiculous!!!”
“You can’t complain for
everything Renu! Damn!!!”
There
was a moment of silence hanging in the form of thin air between us, trying to
widen the gap. With every second passing by, pride and ego took the upper hand,
stopping us from breaking the ice. The self love feeling pushed us towards the
corners of our living room. This time it’s not me, who is going to ameliorate
her morose mood. Now there’s a soft mumble,
“Idiot!!!”
“What? Are you talking to me?”
“Of course!!! Which idiot is
living in this house?”
I
can’t stop myself from laughing at her intended sarcasm, “I thought the only
trait we both shared was the stupidity”
“I could see you something
mischievous in your face; did you finally get the idea for your next article?”
Women could easily picture what’s
in our minds, ironically the vice versa is next to impossible. “Sort of!!!” I
started to roll my tongue inside my mouth, signaling that I was through with
it.
“Yipee!!! What‘s this about?
Coffee? Romance? Or a mockery about girls?
“hahaha!!! I like the order in
which u say, it has a tinge of everything to it!”
“Give me a hint at least! Don’t
say it’s still in shrouds!”
“Yup! I can’t reveal this time,
not like the last occasion”
Before I could
reply, her wet lips made a gentle buss on me, but this time it was on my cheek.
“Do you still want to hold back
ur title???”
Now it was my turn to part my lips,
to say
“COFFEE AND A KISS”
