Author: JANPA

THANKS FOR YOUR WONDERFUL COMMENTS…. Swara and Sanskar made love again that Tuesday night, as promised. Sanskar came home late, after everyone else had gone to bed, and knocked on Swara’s door. After thinking about it all afternoon, Swara had formed an opinion about what was going on. It was an opinion strengthened by Sanskar skipping the family dinner that evening. Still, she was taken aback by the expression on his face when she opened her bedroom door. “Uh, hard day?” she asked. “You could say that,” Sanskar replied. Then he removed her nightgown. In two minutes they were both…

THANKS FOR YOUR WONDERFUL COMMENTS……. CHAPTER FIFTEEN In the gray light of dawn Swara rolled over, waking with a sigh and a frown. Her eyes opened wide as they met Sanskar’s. “Oh,” she breathed. “You’re still here.” So…it hadn’t been a dream. Meanwhile he stared at her with an expression so blank it made Swara’s stomach twist. Oh God, what was his attitude now? As if in answer, very slowly, he smiled. “Yes, I’m still here. Better yet, it’s still early.” “Early?” Swara’s stomach remained tight, but now for a very different reason. He put a hand on her shoulder…

THANKS FOR YOUR COMMENTS GUYS…… SO LET’S CONTINUE…… It was not difficult for Ragini to see that her mother was unhappy. Over dinner on Monday evening in the formal dining room, her mother picked at her salad with small, sharp stabs of her silver fork. When she glanced over the polished table, her mouth was pinched. It was not until the main course had been served, however, baked chicken br*ast with lemon sage dressing, that her mother revealed her problem. “You had a phone call while you were out,” she told her daughter, prodding at the stuffed chicken br*ast on…

THANKS FOR YOUR WONDERFUL COMMENTS …… They decided not to go home. “Laksh, Sahil, a bevy of servants,” Sanskar said, after the second time in his office. Panting, he handed Swara her shirt. “We’ll get a hotel room.” Then he looked at her and added, “Now.” Swara wiggled back into her clothes. As she trotted with Sanskar past the dragon outside his office, she tried her best to look as if she hadn’t been tumbled twice in the past half hour. Judging by the expression on Mrs. Barnes’ face, Swara wasn’t too successful. Sanskar didn’t seem to care. With Swara’s…

THANKS FOR YOUR WONDERFUL COMMENTS….KEEP DOING IT…. SO IT CONTINUES LIKE THIS……. Swara stilled even as her heart raced. She couldn’t believe her eyes. Was this Sanskar, really Sanskar, marching toward her in the middle of a busy Friday afternoon? And if so, just ‘which’ Sanskar was he? Sanskar strode up to her position, dropped the cases he was holding, and sneered. “Fishing,” he said. The usual Sanskar, Swara decided, and he wasn’t bending here at all. Quite the opposite, it appeared. But her heart kept on racing as she got to her feet. “Yeah,” she said, and lifted her…

THANKS FOR YOUR COMMENTS LET’S CONTINUE……. It would have been a great weekend, Laksh thought, with Sanskar guaranteed to be gone, except that he had this apology deal with Ragini to get over with on Sunday. Or at least Laksh thought he’d get the apology over with on Sunday, but late Friday night he hit the button on the answering machine in his bedroom and found out she was going to keep the wretched thing hanging over his head — again. “…so very sorry,” Ragini’s voice claimed, in her best high-society accent. “I completely forgot about this luncheon I absolutely…

THANKS FOR YOUR HEART TOUCHING COMMENTS…… SO LET’S CONTINUE….. It took until the next morning for Swara to regret her kissing impulse of the night before. In her baby-doll, she sat on the edge of her bed and rubbed her forehead. What had she been thinking? No. That was the trouble. She hadn’t been thinking. Swara sighed, pushed off the bed, and dragged herself into the shower. What she’d done last night was try to rationalize what she’d wanted to do all along: kiss Sanskar. She’d let her physical attraction for the man overrule her senses. Swara stood under the…

THANKS FOR YOUR HEATOUCHING AND WONDERFUL COMMENTS…… As she gazed out the car window on the drive home, Swara supposed she could have handled that better. It wasn’t diplomatic to tell a man that his entire life philosophy was lacking. It put rather a damper on an evening. But darn it, she didn’t want Sanskar to think he could impose his terrible life philosophy on Sahil! Discipline, self-control, and the rewards of applied persistence. It was the philosophy of a man who’d had to make do as a child — a man who couldn’t even see what he was missing:…

THANKS FOR YOUR WONDERFUL AND HEART TOUCHING COMMENTS… “Well, if that wasn’t the most — exciting — moving — tremendous piece of stage artistry I have ever seen!” Swara fanned herself with her program as Sanskar channeled them through the milling crowd and toward the exit. “Really! The costumes, the drama. The music!” Swara heaved a deep sigh. “I never knew opera was so exciting.” Sanskar answered not a word, just kept moving them with stoic persistence toward the side exit door. Swara allowed herself to be tugged, fanning herself with her program and rather enjoying the man doing the…