Hey Dad! Meet My Mom (11 page)

“You know when we feel afraid of something that is not physical like for instance love, care, taking responsibility in our case; we give these fears a physical face, like the one you have given to the girl of your nightmares. You feel yourself incapable of taking the responsibility of a relationship and that took shape of a frightening girl of your dreams. You must have seen children too in your dreams. Am I right?” She said philosophically.

“Yes. There were 3 children too.” I was amazed. It really did make sense. When I was a child, the day before my exams I always had a nightmare that my question paper took the shape of a monster and tried to bite my mother but the actual depiction of my dream was that if I failed my exam, my mother would be punished by my father for not having taught me properly.

“See, I told you. You feel yourself incapable to raise children of your own. It’s natural, it happens to everyone. Don’t worry; it’s just your mind which is trying to play with you. Nothing else.” She concluded with that and slept in my lap.

The sun was about to bid adieu when I asked her about the surprise.

“So where’s my surprise?”

“What surprise?”

“You said that there was a surprise for me?”

“When did I say that?”

I showed her the message, she ignored it and said she had forgotten about that. We then decided to head towards our homes. We reached her PG where she lived with 2 other girls. When I was about to leave, she revealed the surprise.

“Today I am all alone in the house and guests are invited in if they want.” She said with sexiness in her voice.

“But Myra.... ” She kept her finger on my lips.

“Be a man, Puneet.” That was enough to evoke the animal within me.

Her walk had never been as interesting to watch as it was at that time. A strange addictiveness was there, a strange magnetization was there, a strange pull was there; it was unbearable to resist and control the sensation which was flowing within me at that moment. I quietly started to follow her. She looked back for the last time before we reached her room; her smile was a little different from the usual one. I felt goose bumps all over my body. I felt cold.

Her room was specially decorated for the night. It was a dimly lit room with a strange aura encompassing it. She put on some soft music in the background. Everywhere I looked, I could see mostly red. Red is a very strange color, it gets noticed by men only after they fall in love. The highlight of the room was the heart shaped printed bed sheet on the only bed in there. It was looking childish as well as romantic. A strange dilemma was running across my mind. Just a few minutes back, I was wondering so many things and now the only thing I could see was the craziness of my girl, Myra. She had to be a magician; she couldn’t just be a simple girl.

As I was busy taking in the beauty of the room, Myra took her position on the bed and said it all with her eyes. Her deep necked
kurta
was now showcasing her valuable assets the most. Each and every curve of her body was perfectly carved and was driving me crazy. I had never felt so hard before. But I didn’t know why, I was still resisting myself. I started to steal my gaze away from her. Maybe there were still some doubt in my head or maybe I was still not ready to take up responsibilities, as Myra had said.

Myra instantly sensed the battle between my heart and mind. It was like she had read my thoughts. She got up from the bed and held my hand. That touch was enough to make me believe that this moment was the most sacred of my life. I would never again have to travel through the ups and downs of my life alone, she would be with me. She would be mine forever, till the end of this life and after that too. I had never felt so pure before. It took seconds for my thoughts to drift away from the dilemmas of my life to enjoying this moment. Her mere touch answered all my questions. I smiled at her.

She went back to her position and let me sit beside her. She started unbuttoning my shirt. With each button, I felt my heart rate increasing. After taking off my shirt, for some seconds, she admired my well-built physique and then lost control and started to kiss me all over my chest. I raised my head, looking at heaven as if thanking God for this blissful moment. She then moved to my ears and bit my ear lobe. I felt the pain but that too gave me pleasure. I didn’t know when my hands started to explore her body. From her waist to her breast, each body part was getting rubbed by my hand. Suddenly I pulled her closer, pulling her waist which was a bit of a surprise for Myra. She felt good to see that the heat was on in both of us. She smiled again and then giving her yet another surprise, my lips met hers. I stopped myself abruptly but then all of a sudden, Myra grabbed me by my neck and started to kiss me much more passionately. We continued sucking each other’s tongue for quite a long time before we had to stop to take some air in.

She stood up and removed her
kurta.
Her black bra was finding it pretty difficult to hold back her beauty. She freed her breasts too and threw her bra on my face. I lost all control once again and left the bed to grab them in my hands. Like a wild animal, I pushed her till we reached the corner of the room. I continued to squeeze and occasionally lick the best organ of her body. She moaned louder than I expected. Her one hand was busy running over my head and pressing it more over her body and the other was trying to scratch my back using her nails. While making love, pain is the measure of passion. I again kissed and played with her tongue; this time much longer than before. Both of us were now out of breath. I was living my fantasy.

She again held both my hands and let me sit on the corner of the bed. She sat next to the bed on the floor and started to remove my pants. Oh my God! That was the exact replica of what I had fantasized in my bathroom numerous times. A feeling of deja vu flashed across my mind for a moment. I thought that it was to be the start of oral sex but I was not that lucky. She kicked me on my chest to make me fall on the bed and enjoy the start of the last phase. She knew exactly how to provoke a man and when to do so. She then removed her jeans and at the same moment I felt something fly in front of my eyes, as if a slide which quickly rolled over. I totally ignored it. Myra then removed her black panty, revealing the slightly hairy organ between her legs. I again felt the same weird sensation. A sudden fear grabbed my senses.

She lay next to me and helped me adjust my cock to go inside her. I pushed myself inside her, she cried like hell.

“We shouldn’t have done this.” She said.

“Don’t worry, everything will be fine. Trust me.” I said.

Both our bodies were moving in sync. She moved like a fish over me and continued to moan, curse and cry out my name.

Another flash of the girl took over my thoughts. She was crying for me but I was getting dragged away from her.

I was about to come inside her. I wanted to pull away before the ejaculation but Myra had completely lost her mind, and she didn’t let me quit. She continued to move over me with much more strength than before.

She was standing alone in the mist. I went closer to her. There were 3 children with her. I couldn’t see anyone’s face but I still felt like I knew them all. I cried out their names, although I remembered nothing. They didn t reply and disappeared. I turned and saw a child in the mist. Before my vision could get clearer, I heard, ‘Hey Dad!’ Rishi!!!!

I withdraw myself instantly. I was totally fear struck. I didn’t know the reason but the only thing I knew was that something was wrong and that it was terribly horrifying.

Myra understood that I had seen ‘the girl’ again. She quickly grabbed me in her arms and tried to nullify my fear with her care. I took time to recover but it helped. We both grabbed our clothes and quietly tried to sleep. But I knew that if I slept, I would see her again. I didn’t sleep.

Chapter 13

C
old water was trying to pierce my body to remove all the worries and fill up my soul with fresh energy as I was standing under the shower in my bathroom. I had plenty of time to spend in the shower and this led to thoughts of Myra and the night out with her. I felt a strange sensation down below, in my groin area. I closed my eyes and my hand automatically travelled the distance. Myra’s beauty was irresistible for me. I started to shake, to relax and enjoy.

I sensed someone else too. I opened my eyes, covered my private area and looked around; no one was there. I was terrified. I surely felt the pair of eyes watching me from somewhere. I decided to come out of the shower. I looked for my towel; there was none. My eyes fell on the mirror. I couldn’t see my reflection. But I could see that girl, holding my towel. She handed me the towel and apparently came out of the mirror. She was just a few inches away from me. She smiled.

I woke up panting heavily. My eyes fell on the watch close by. Just 15 minutes of sleep. In totality, for the last 5 days, I had just slept for around 2 hours. That ‘dream girl’ of mine was giving me a real hard time.
‘Who was she?’ ‘What did she want from me?’ ‘If dreams have meaning than what did she symbolize?’ Oh! I think I need my medicine.

I took the medicine and then saw my reflection in the mirror. My reflection was showing a guy who was almost 5 years older to me. Dark circles below my eyes were getting darker with the passage of more and more sleepless nights. I was suffering from insomnia. I was afraid to sleep, I was afraid to see that horrible girl again in my dreams.

In the meanwhile my relationship with Myra was getting tested harder. She had to bear my mood swings every second but she didn’t lose hope, she was the only strength I had in my hard times. My mom was continuously suggesting that I consult Dr. Uncle for these problems and get the medicine I had been taking all this time changed.

Actually, these nightmares were not new to me. A few years back, I had met with a fatal accident. That day, God had showered His pity on me; otherwise there were no chances for my survival. That accident affected my mind much more than it affected my body. The scars on my body slowly faded with time but the scars on my mind remained. I started to have nightmares. I started to relive the accident every night. Those were so real and so horrible that I had to consult my uncle for medical help. My uncle, Mr. Sharad Taneja, was a psychiatrist. He studied my problem and using some hypnotic sessions, he tried to fix me up. He tried to erase that accident night from my mind. He gave me some medicines too for future use.

Although this psychiatric help had worked for me in the past, it ended up leaving a feeling of guilt within me. I felt inferior because I hadn’t been able to fight my inner troubles by myself. My mind had played some tricks on me and I was totally shattered. So shattered that I had to rush to take psychiatric help! I felt like a loser.

That feeling of guilt was still within me. I wanted to fight it out alone this time. I didn’t want to rush to anyone for help. I was not a loser any more. I had Myra with me and that was enough for me.

‘Let’s meet up for coffee. ’