Uncle decided to choose the most expensive room... I didn't want him to waste money over silly things but he didn't listen to me... It was lavish, we freshened up turn by turn... uncle let me go first and later he went. âGolden fried squids and biryani sir. Of any thing more... Then let me know..." After the tasty dinner we started arguing over each ones sleeping places... Bed or sofa and I choose the balcony. Uncle resisted the idea that I didn't want to sleep before 3 am. â3 am? " He gaped at me in awe. He continued âI said right no staying awake till that late... Go to bed now... Rue and not the balcony... I am way tired I'll put on the air conditioner you sleep on the bed and I'll get myself comfortable on the sofa."âNo you oldy..." I argued... In anger... â I will do as I like... I don't like oders... â âShut up and listen to me... Rue sleep now of you wish we will travel tomorrow." Scolded uncle.I quietly obeyed him as I knew of I went out or did something he would lose his temper over me... Before sleeping my stomach started aching and... I knew that it was poop time... I quickly went to the restroom... Even though I was a bit uncomfortable but... Anyways I was feeling okay after the excretion... I kept murmuring about uncle not being romantic to me and showing like an old log... But that log looked handsome I smiled. Atleast we reached Goa. Mom and dad were in the house before us. I miss Mumbai though but, this is quite okay. The big villa and memories of grandma, are imbibed by this place. Since yesterday I am getting a moist odour from the walls of this house but, that will vanish in some days. We arrived here and since then I was busy arranging my big room. It is really bigger than the room I lived in Mumbai. Aunty Maria has definately taken good care of my room. I sit on my bed observing the greenery outside. Grandma's big room was located few miles beside my room, but I didn't bother going there. Last time I came here she was there but now, alas! Anyways I again thought life goes it's parallel ways, and comes in circles. I was scared of Lenon still, because he kept calling me, at last with trembling hands I blocked him. Uncle came to my room and smiled, at me I saw him through my dressing table mirror. Our reflection looked great, I knew that I loved him, but I would suffer for sure. Ugh... The long lengthy age gap of ours.I didn't bother to greet him, but I smiled signifying my mutual love for him. He didn't say a word and went back. Finally I opened up a novel which was kept by me in the shelf this morning. Gifted to me by Lenon, actually I was in noi mod of reading it but I wanted to see what kind of novels he likes. I had almost reached mid way reading it, and then it was what it was I got engrossed in it. The Novel : âHelious, why did you let go of me? I waited for you since... Ages.â cried Hella. Helious killed her step brother with his knife and later began to smile. Hella didn't know what to do. But Halious caught hold of her hair and.. cut off her neck too. Ugh... What kind of shitty tragedy was it. And then I read written and published by Lenon... I wondered why did Halious even look like Lenon? Or why did I even resemble Hella? And that step brother liked even more like my oldy uncle. Still I woke up in horror and realised that it was a dream. I couldn't sleep that night, so I began doing my designing work... Almost half the night I did that, and later I drifted off to sleep... The next day, I woke late and freshened up, uncle insisted on going to the garden. It was a very large courtyard. Mom and dad weren't at home. He made coffee for us both and we went out to drink it. The aroma of coffee entered my nose and I felt fresh. I sipped it and we began talking. The environment was refreshing and I smiled at uncle. My hair was swaying with the flow of the air. Uncle brushed them off with his fingers. I tied my hair due to the annoyance. We kissed in the garden under the cloudy sky, I mean the garden where had spent some part of my childhood. It was my first kiss, i had given it to him only. I never let any other old man touch me before this. As it was our first kiss uncle tried to be very gentle with me. I could feel his moustache and I loved it, my oldy. It had been long since mom and dad had left and I was getting worried for both of them. So I told uncle that I wanted to go to my room. He agreed and we went inside the house, he prepared a cup of tea for me and we watched T V after the kiss everything seemed awkward between us. I couldn't share my feelings to anyone, as I knew that no body would understand this and they would call me sinful. Elena always told me to stop this, but I can't and couldn't. I never knew that how I would hide my love for uncle from everyone, but I had to do it till the death of my parents. I knew that uncle will also help me in shutting things up... That night I kept thinking about our first kiss... My first kiss with uncle... I was feeling both happy and guilty. Everything was clear yet blurry... My life seemed like on thin flames of fire, resembling the fissures of a volcano.
Chapter 13: chapter 13
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