KISSES AND PAINTINGS             

  

Kisses and painting

 

 

Just one kiss, please! He pleaded as she turned her head away in the sense of making him, please a little more! Kate was an artist and her husband, magician! The anger of Kate didn’t leave her heart even though, the day had left to set to begin a new fresh day!

Making him long was her favourite thing since their date and hence Kate made a scene of making him wait for a long time for that one kiss!

Again? The same game? The game of making me wait? Charlie made a sigh and left the place, grabbed his pillow, laid on the couch and closed his eyes to sleep!

This time, never am I going to beg her for that! He made up his mind and dozed off to sleep.

 

Kate was amazed by his repulsive action as what she ad thought of didn’t happen! She gave a look at her half-done painting, kept her paint brush into the water and dipped it deeper and went in circles in the way to wash it. She kept the paint brush down and made a cat walk to him to see what he was doing.

Its right! He hung her dull face as she came to her room and sat down at her seat and gave a look at her painting. The charming colours were now dull to her and her mood to paint vanished off with his sleeping scene that her eyes had screened.

She paused everything for a moment. Headache caught her well and she went to the kitchen to make coffee for herself. The smell of the coffee surrounded the whole room and she felt someone standing behind her. Oopps! Its him! How did you wake up and when did you? She screamed as her heart skipped a beat. Hmm…wherever coffee is there will be this, James! He winked at her. She released a heavy breath and looked at him with a face polished with happiness and dullness at the same time!

 

The coffee was served. The dining table now became their date table. Silence surrounded them and only eye contacts were exchanged!

Hmm so you didn’t sleep. You acted as such! Kate placed her sentence.

No! I was asleep and the aroma waked me up! He justified.

Ah! Is it so! She questioned, giving him a sharp look.

This time, James was in the decision of making Kate long for him. And hence, he didn’t hold her hand as he usually does to ask a kiss from her.

Kate had her hand on the table, waiting for his hand to overlap on hers as usual but today it went different. James had his last sip and took the cup to the kitchen sink, washed it and placed it in the rack and left the place to the living room.

Kate’s eyes rolled on to the way where he went and was disappointed with his action. James went to the rack in the living room, took a book from it and went to his couch, laid on it and started to read the book.

Oh my god! She looked at it paused as her coffee turned cold. She kept her cup of coffee, the last few sips, undrunk and it found its place in the kitchen sink.

The eyes of James dwelled into the book, he fell into the story and ignored the whole world.

What a day was that for the poor girl Kate, just to stand there for a few minutes to stare at him in shock! The game came to an end when Kate left the place, sat down to paint again.

Restless was she, with his actions. The silent night became her most chaotic night for her!

She breathed heavily and signed. Her heart didn’t allow her to paint that night. Filled with a mixed feeling of emptiness, she sat there looking at the painting and a look at the living room, where the lights were on as her husband was busy reading a book!

 

The drama came to an end, as she rose from her seat, walked to him. She stood next to him. He ignored her as he had his eyes on the book. How dare he? She thought to herself as he purposely stood there giving no attention to her.

She grabbed the book from his hand and looked at him. He looked at her and asked, ‘Why did you take away the book? It was such an important scene! She came closer to him and said, ‘so is this scene of ours now! She said.

What do you want? He asked her.

She said, ‘Nothing. And I have come here to give you”. she said and gave him a forehead kiss. A moment of silence and she gave him a kiss on her cheek and hen on his lips. She then walked to her room and sat down looking at the half-done painting.

She started to paint as her heart was now in peace and she felt as if some burden has been removed form her heart. The heavy heart has now become light. She was into painting and just then a hand surrounded her waits.

She was scared and turned to see who it was. Uff! Its you! I got scared James! She replied

He blew her hair that resided near her ear and looked at and whispered, Can I get more? She turned around and smiled and then nodded with a No.

Painting is left and I need to complete. She said.

My love is incomplete. Please filled it first. he replied.

Silence filled in the place and she gave him a deep kiss on the lip.

Hope this will run for the night. She blushed and started to paint the painting.

Nah! You are mistaken, your majesty! He responded.

 

Whatever may happen, everything after the painting, she kept her point.

Okay, then let me sleep for a while. He said and fell asleep on her lap.

Her heart now pounded heard, for she wanted to complete the painting and also never want to make him wait.

She dropped her paint brushes as his snores started hitting her ears. She kept her paintbrush aside and the painting half done, she patted him as he slept on her lap.

The morning rose to see him, sleep on her lap and her on the floor. The panting half done, his eyes went directly from the painting to her face, who was sleeping peacefully. He woke her up and sked, ‘what happened” why isn’t the painting done?

She approaches him and says, It is because, my love mood is more than the love for painting today!

She grabs him and they make love, making the day a night.

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-Ajola Ganesan

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