CHAPTER 8 - The Good, Bad and Ugly
First the good -
Soon, we were totally into each other and with each other most of the time. Our lips were locked most of the times and both of us were in this state of bliss. Pooja used to spend every night in my room. Daily, it used to go down like this, we all used to make dinner and eat in the common dining hall, then everyone used to retire to their rooms. After about an hour or so, I used to hear a knock on my door, it was Pooja and we used to spend the night together. After university and job, the only other thing which we did was to be with each other.
We explored our bodies and experimented various things. We took long tub baths, we made out in the shower cube, we slept in the nude. I got several favoured condoms and that was the first time when Pooja went full-on oral on me. She always used to start off oral but finish me off with a hand job as she didn’t want to swallow, but with the flavoured condom, she went full on. Only then I realised what I was missing in life.
Growing up, I was a huge fan of comics and superheroes. Especially the female superheroes, Super Girl and Wonder Woman were my favourite. Pooja dressed as both for my birthday. Just before my birthday, I told my friends that I am going to stay with my relatives, who actually used to stay in Croydon. Pooja did the same and said she will be away for 2 days. We both went to Bournemouth and booked a hotel for one night. It was beautiful and sunny, and we had an amazing time. The hotel room was very lush and had amazing views of the beech. I felt like I died and was in romantic heaven. Every chance I got, I kept on mentioning how great it would be to spend the rest of our lives like this, and every time, she kept on changing the subject. It almost as if she accepted her fate and didn’t even want to try and take a chance of changing it!
But coming back to the amazing time, it was my birthday and at 12PM she gifted me with a nice Accurist watch saying it will be nice to wear it when I attend interviews. After that she undressed me and gave me an amazing blowjob with a strawberry flavoured condom. We then stayed up late in bed making out and masturbating each other. In the morning, we had amazing breakfast and set off to explore the beach. The sun was shining and so were these beautiful bodies in tiny bikinis. My girl also wore a bikini and she looked stunning. I put a big smile on my face but my heart was always sad about the fact that I was going to loose her in future.
We then did a bit of swimming in the warm water, sun bathed and went back into the water again. All in all, we had an amazing day and Bournemouth for this reason will always remain the most special place for me in the world. And that holiday was the best holiday of my life. Even now, when I have stayed in the most luxurious hotels in the world, staying in that small Bournemouth hotel and being in love easily beats all these seven star luxuries.
My girl put on a special show on my birthday. She wore the SuperGirl and Wonder Woman costumes and made out with me. It was really a treat to the eyes as well as all other senses!!
It was my girl’s birthday and it was right on the day of our exam. So we had to study the whole night, but still I managed to give her a long wet kiss at midnight and gifted a gold chain with a heart locket (this is the second time, I really have a thing for all shapes heart, which I found out from Big Bang Theory that it is actually the shape of a bending woman’s butt!!). I told her to keep that always as a remembrance of all these amazing days. She kissed me again, passionately. We appeared for the exam and were quite pleased as we both did well. We all went out for a meal as my girl’s treat and finally, when I managed to get some lonely time with her, I gave her the rest of my present. First, it was this gorgeous dress which I bought from Marks & Spenser, then a super-hot lingerie which I ordered online from this amazing store called Ann Summers and then finally a vibrator which I ordered from the same online store. She couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of the vibrator and when I turned it on her, she was in orgasmic bliss. I never saw her shiver in ecstasy like that before and knew that I did the very right thing. I mean it was not fair on my part to have these amazing orgasms every time, I had to return the favour. So I did with the vibrator and then I went down on her. She stopped me and asked me if I was sure, I nodded and continued. It was the very first time and I didn’t know what to do or expect. There was this salty taste in my mouth, felt weird at first, but my girl was clean shaved down there, so it wasn’t as bad. But the thing which was totally worth it was the shock waves that ran though her entire body. She was shivering and moaning and when the deed was done, she almost fainted with ecstasy! She said it felt amazing and never even knew that she could feel something like that!
Moving on, we were making out like crazy at every chance we got. She jerked me off in trail rooms, whilst watching cinemas or when we were alone. We used to make out passionately. All this passion and I never once forced myself for sexual intercourse with her. I loved her way too much to even try something which she clearly wanted as off-limits. I also asked her about this on an ocassion and she said she was too scared to engage in full-on sexual intercourse before marriage and she was very afraid if things went wrong and wanted to keep that off-limits. For me, I loved this girl. If she would have asked me to wait for 20 more years without sex but would get married to me right away, I would have signed that on a bond paper! That’s how much I wanted her and I was hurting internally as the clock kept ticking on and days kept passing by!
Now the Bad -
We had exams and had to turn in project work., which meant a lot of hard work. This left very little time for us to be intimate. The limited time which we had was passing by very quickly and I hated being in that stage. At least with Anitha, I knew it like a month in advance and we were quite young. But this time, it was serious.
Added to that, Pooja’s parents almost decided on her wedding. They became very close with their friends and arranged it so that their friend’s son would do a stop-over in London on his holiday to India, only to meet Pooja. Pooja kept this from me as long as possible but when I came to know, I was shattered. I told her not to mention a single thing about her meeting with this guy, her future husband and wanted to pretend that it never happened.
Pooja didn’t talk much about this, but I still knew the day she was meeting him. She left in the morning and returned in the evening. It was the longest day in my life. I was really very very sad and cursed the lord for not making me born in her caste! Just that little thing called different caste and I am miserable here whilst that random dude, who never met Pooja before, is now on a date with her, with blessings from their extremely happy parents! Well done to all you parents, well done! Protect your caste as it is going to save when you are dying or when you are in danger or when you realise you have ruined the lives of your children!
For all of you from my generation, let us not do the same stupid mistake as our parents. Lets kick this caste based differentiation out and judge someone by their intellect and not because he or she belongs to your caste!
For all your English folks, this is soo very shocking and true. We still have old and obstinate parents who enforce these rules on their children. I mean look at her sister, from what Pooja tells me, she was a very good child, always well behaved, got many scholarships throughout her life and is now in a very good position. The only reason for which her parents banished her from their family was because she married a boy for a different cast! If I could talk to her, I would tell her that she is better off without such parents!!
Now, I have to write this down, no escaping, it finally is time for the Ugly!!
The American-Indian guy went back to India and was well impressed with Pooja. He mentioned that Pooja seemed lost and didn’t show much interest but her parents sold that saying she was very nervo
us! They wanted to get Pooja engaged and asked her to finish her course as soon as possible. And I really wanted her to delay this. We tried and got one month extension for our project. Not because it was incomplete, but because we wanted a little more time!
I had one month before Pooja was going back home to get engaged. I wanted to shut the door of my room and spend each and every second of that month with her. I didn’t want to let her go out of my sight, I was soo desperate and out of that desperation, we had our first big fight. I argued and abused her stupid parent and asked her to leave them and be with me, she defended them saying that was the only thing which they asked of her and she cannot live if anything happened to them! I stormed out and didn’t return for the whole day. I simply wandered the streets of central London, aimlessly. Pooja kept on calling me, at one point I turned off my phone to avoid her calls.
Finally when I decided to go to my dorm, she was waiting for me. She hugged and begged me not to end things like this. She didn’t want us to depart on bad terms and kissed me deeply. I couldn’t be angry with her for long even though she was ready to let everything go.
We spent the remaining few days being together, every possible minute and never thinking about the final D-Day. We handed in our projects and got very good percentage for that. Convocation was a month later but Pooja had to go back. Her dad had another mild stroke and wanted to see her daughter’s marriage before anything serious happens. So the date of engagement was fixed and Pooja booked her one-way ticket to Hyderabad.
How much we decided not to think of it, that final day arrived. I helped her pack her things and we sat in our room talking about all the amazing time we had. We were in tears but still tried to remember the happiest moments which we had together, that first time when we met, the time when we experimented in the dorm’s kitchen and set off the fire alarm, the days of combined studies, the first kiss, our intimate sessions, the Super Girl / Wonder Women, the Bournemouth trip and each and every second where we hugged or kissed. We became very emotional and made out passionately. We did a 69 for the first time and she went full on oral without a condom for the first time. We took a long tub bath together and just hugged each other.
The clock all of a sudden was racing as if we were time travelling into the future. It soon was time to go to the airport. She checked her luggage in and it was departure time. I was fighting hard to stop my tears and she burst out. She cried out hugging me saying she is very sorry. I couldn’t hold any longer and broke down into tears as well. Everyone around us started to stare, we moved to a quieter corner and kissed passionately. The announcement came as her gate was open, she took out a package from her bag and gave it to me and asked me to open it after she was gone.
It was time for that one last kiss and it was full of love, she left without looking back, I knew it would be too painful! The true love of my life left me! That was the end!
I sat in a corner, tears were not stopping from my eyes. I opened the box which she gave me, it was this seashell which we picked up from Bournemouth. It was beautiful with colours of coral, peach and blue. She instantly loved it so much that I bought it for her. She gave it to me along with a note which said -
“Here is my most prized possession, which reminds me only of the happy and fun days which we had together. I am leaving it with you as I want you to remember only those amazing days, those amazing moments and nothing else from the time which we were together. I really am very lucky to have you in my life and I will stop loving you only when my heart stops!! – Yours, always, Pooja.”
I didn’t know I could cry soo much, tears just didn’t stop. I promised not to ever get in touch with Pooja, so I had to let her go.
I have Anitha’s scarf and Pooja’s sea-shell, I don’t want to collect any more things, I don’t want to fall in love as it is heart-breaking, I wanted to move on with my life and occupy myself with something else to take my mind off Pooja. But every time I close my eyes, I used to remember her and it was very difficult to come out of it.
But that is the end of another chapter of my life, it was soo painful that it almost took my breath away!!