Resumo de Beware! Why This Woman Smiles For No Reason!-8

Moha continued to provide some most exciting 'thoughts for the day' to Mihir and came out with fascinating snippets of gossip. Her gold and diamond ring fingers continued to play on his thighs and shoulders alernatively. And the not-so-tiny diamond-pin adorning her nostril gleamed, as she moved her pointed nose in different directions, convincing Mihir about the things she wanted, intended and plotted to convince!Gleaming diamond on the nose!Scheming diamond(poison) on the tongue!Hardened poison!Her breasts swayed before him, cleverly revealed parts of her prized possessions. She kept on the lingering smile always and she knew about the seducing capability of her deep dimples. She looked straight into his eyes, when she spoke to him. At the every opportune time, she failed not to repeat, 'You are tall(and sometimes very tall), handsome and healtry--and broad-shouldered'!Her seemingly innocent playfulness, her prattle was a thing of joy for Mihir!He had only one regret, why a woman like Moha did not intervene much earlier in his life!She was the polestar, leasding him from darkness tolight. The guiding spirit! The bell booming in his heart, day and night.She had Mihir, eating out of her hand, within months of his arrival at Mumbai. She had overwhelmed him. She did all she could by a thousand little attentions to win him. He regretted, why his father did not possess such robust ideas about life. Why he always thought about a good job for him--only job! Never a proposal or discussion about business--even theoretically. He pitied his father. Did he start hating him? Not yet!But, now only Moha was his revolution!His Mao-tse-Tung!His revealation! "She is realy brainy and pushing to the front," he concluded positively.-----Six moths elapsed thus. Quite an exciting period of his life for Mihir, barring academics! He hardly met Mashi Seth, the business and college timings clashed. No need for meeting him as such,only once did he come to Mihir's room, just to hand over a draft for Rs.5,000/-, the Professor had sent. To mildly rebuke the Professor --as to why he should worry about such trifles."Are we not your own people?. Tell about your needs to Auanty, if not me! Plese hesitate not!"That night, Mohini, along with the glass of milk, gave him an envelope containing Rs.5,000/- "Keep the draft in tact and return it to the Professor when you go back to the village(village-she pronounced with a sarcastic emphasis), if at all you go back from Mumbai(again emphasis for Mumbai)" she said and laughed charmingly. She was wearing a transparent gown, the loose dress with an erotic appeal!"This couple is indeed is unique. They compete and compliment each other in generosity. Such grace,such exquie courtesy! Indeed made for each other," thought Mihir.---------A week's preparatory leave for the half-yearly examination was announced. He had come to Mumbai to prepare for a prestigious competition, which would make or break his career--but Moha had given an entirely different turn ahd perspective to his life."Moha, some additional burden on you, of providing me with lunch during this week. The Institute is closed for a week. If I go out for my food, you will get angry," said Mihir.The iime was ten a.m.Mohini was having a wash, bending over the basin and splashing her face. She came aside and straightening herself artfully said, "Why should you go out? Do we not take lunch? Look, how empty is this house now? Mashi is always a late-bird. The two maid servants, the hurrying creatures disappear by this time. Sometimes, I get so depressed by the monotony and boredom of having nothing to do.""Surprising Moha, you talk about boredom; you are so lively and inspiring!"She smiled again, that purposeful, lingering smile! As if she remembered something! Some sequence of consequence! She came close to him and said in a whispering tone, "No boredom this week. Yes, you are before my eyes, to get inspired!""I will be with you right from this momemt," he said boldat male courage!His Moha was indeed ready for some bold and adventurous shots. She said, "Just wait for fifteen minutes. Let me have a quick bath.Come, be comfotable in my room. Lots or reading material for you. She hld his hands and led him to her bed room. He sat on an arm-chair. The room was lavishly furnished and was decorated with trimmed dwarfs, the Japanese bonsai trees. On the side table were many semi-naked blondes greeting him from the multi-coloured shiny magazines, in their very competitive, scanty outfits. She sat beside him and turning the pages of those erotic magazines said, "Mumbai is, I supose, the capital of the art-world!--the modern art!""What art?" Mihir wanted to ask, but he didn't! He continued to observe her with a great sense of urgency and craving. Her unlined face belied her age. Her long hair hung over her face. Caught in the helpless rapture of adolescent eroticism, he sat ready to do her bidding.

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