AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Guys, this book has reached 100 comments and 100 views. Thanks a lot guys.

This book is in its early stage. I want the book to be dark initially but this chapter is different guys. This chapter won't be too good like "Her Dreams", and won't be too depressing like the prologue.

It would be normal like our life. I desperately tried to give my best for this chapter.

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1) What is nice in a kiss?

It was 4:30 A.M. when suddenly the room shook due to the high decibels of sound coming from my phone. It was a very loud song and I didn't know anything about that song. As I knew it could wake me up I set that as my alarm tone. Without opening my eyes, I kneeled down in my bed and started to pray to God.

"God, thanks for keeping me alive while I was sleeping. Thanks for everything you gave me. Thanks for looking after my dad who is my only family. He is a big business man and runs a big multinational company. Don't give him any loss."

"I saw a child begging on the road. Please take care of her.If I committed any sin, please forgive me. Prevent me from doing it again.Take care of my mom. Dad said you wanted her so you took her away from me. I know she is in heaven with you. If she needs anything, I want you to give it to her. If you can't do that then give her back to me. I will take better care of her than you."

"Anuya wanted to kiss me. I took her to a private place. I took her hand in my hand and said that I don't feel any love for her. Even after that she still asked me to kiss her. I felt disgusted by her action so I rejected her, but I did it politely. She started crying and said she is not beautiful. I said that she is beautiful. She then asked me why I didn't kiss her. I told her that I can't kiss every beautiful girl. I can only kiss the girl who will make my life beautiful."

And then, I started praying for the servants in my house. I also prayed for my friends individually. They were addicted to alcohol, girls, s*x and even drugs. I was kneeling down the whole time. I finished my prayer at 5:01 A.M. Today is my last practical. I need to study so, I took out my notes. As I already knew everything, I was just reviewing it.

I remembered my roommate. He was sleeping. He never tried to study. He was always sleeping and never cared about his studies. Suddenly, I heard the alarm ringing in my friend's phone too but he was sleeping. I went near my friend and shook him.

"Sri, Get up!"

I tried to wake him up but the result I got was a kick in my stomach.

"A*s h*le! Get away. Go and f**k someone."

I got angry on hearing those words. I went to my place again and didn't try to wake him up.
I couldn't concentrate anymore as my brain and heart were running behind a girl. I don't know how to describe her cuteness. Even the best lyricist can't do justice in describing her cuteness. I can say they would be able to describe only 40% of her cuteness. She is an angel who, I saw 3 years ago.

***3 YEARS AGO***

I was sitting at the inaugural function of my college. A girl came and sat next to me. She was quiet. Our arms brushed each other as she sat. This was the first time my arms got into contact with a girl's arm. It created a weird feeling in my arms. Our shoulders were bumping into each other. It seemed like our shoulders were speaking with each other.

At least they were speaking I thought. I was not speaking or even looking at her. I was just feeling her presence. I thought she wouldn't take the first step as it is not a girl's thing and I should take it.

Did I really think of a making a move? What is happening to me?

I didn't know, but I couldn't stop it.

Please someone help me in stopping it.

The Inaugural function was in an open auditorium. The floor was filled with sand. The wind whirled around us and I guess, it came so that we could meet each other officially. Maybe God sent the wind for us. The wind carried few sand particles and dropped it in my eyes. She saw it. Now! I can make my move. I didn't ask her. I just motioned it to her because I was still scared. I was confused too.

She leaned towards me and cupped my cheeks. She came near my face. Her breath was trying to break into my body through my skin. It was gaining speed. I have never done anything like this before. I didn't know what was making me do this now. My eyes were closed. I could only feel it. I could feel that hot breath. They say hot surroundings are irritating but this warmth was great. It was welcoming. The pressure she applied on my cheeks increased. She tried to remove the dust from my eyes by blowing air from her mouth.

I could smell her scent. I didn't open my eyes at all. I was scared to open my eyes. I could feel that she was nearly in my lap. Her body was completely pressed into mine. She knew that I didn't open my eyes, but still she was trying to remove the dust from my closed eyes. I want to be near her. I want to touch her cheek.

Will she kiss me?

Oh God! What is happening to me? Mom! I am getting weird thoughts. I don't know why I feel like kissing her.

What will I do if she kisses me? If she kisses me in front of thousands of people, how will I react? I just wanted to hug and kiss her. No, not in front of all these people. Did I decline this only for the people? If it happens privately, will I accept it? For years, my body has been like an operating system without virus. Now I think a virus is trying to corrupt it.

Mom! I won't break your wish Mom.

I nearly touched her waist.

What is happening to me? She is corrupting my operating system. She is a dangerous virus.

What did my hands want? Why did it try to touch her waist? Did it want her to be in my lap?

Wait! I can't feel the air from her mouth. I can only feel her breath. That means she is still near me. She stopped helping me, but she is still near me.

Why?

I opened my eyes and looked at her. I could only see the sides of her face earlier. Now I can see her from the front. She came near me. Our noses were touching now. I didn't know what to do! She opened her lips.

I can't kiss her first. I know that she can't kiss me in front of all these people.

It is not the duty of a girl to take the first step. Why did she do any of that? Does she like me? Why do I care if she likes me or not? I have never cared about these issues. I wanted my Mom and Jenny's love only. By instinct, I kept my hand on her waist and pulled her towards me. I hugged her.

This is my first hug. I have never hugged a girl.

Some people think it is silly, but it is special for me. My first hug is special for me. It's the first time I am pressing a girl on me. The first time I have a girl in my arms. The first time I am having my hands on a girl's waist. The first time I am feeling warmth. The warmth I experienced with my Mom. I am experiencing it now.

Mom, did you send her?

She was holding my neck. She was hugging me too. I felt comfortable. She was tracing her fingers on my neck. We forgot that we were in a meeting. Everyone was waiting to hear their name so they didn't see this scene. The fact that we were in back seat helped it too.

Now I know why people want the back seat.

She lost her fingers in my hair. I was kind of hugging her. It didn't feel awkward to hug a girl. Does this happen with every girl? I should have hugged a few girls then I would have found the difference.

Mom! I won't Mom. I will do that to my wife only.

Does this mean she is my wife?

She was resting her head on my shoulders. We were in a hug. Suddenly she pulled away and touched my nose with hers. She parted her lips.

Girls know everything, but they act as if they don't know anything. Boys should act as if they know everything even if they don't know anything.

Boys and Girls.

I didn't know what she was doing. What should I do? I think she is asking me to kiss her. But that is impossible.

What is she doing?

They only show the back of the head while kissing in many Indian movies. In Hollywood movies, the kissing scenes are cut while being dubbed. Even if they show it, I will close my eyes. I will only open them after I hear "Wow! That was nice." It is the same thing everyone says after they kiss.

What is nice in a kiss? No one is watching us. Should I try and feel it?

No! I should pray for forgiveness.

Did I really think about kissing a girl whom I didn't love? I am not like that. Does this mean I love her?

I went near her lips. My lips lightly touched her parted lips. Suddenly she jerked away. I didn't kiss her. Maybe our lips touched as an accident. If it is a kiss, I should have given some pressure. I didn't give that. It is not a kiss.

I heard a voice, "CATHERINE"

She watched me for a moment and anxiously said, "Me."

"Your name is Catherine?"

She nodded her head. She went without looking back at me. What did I expect for my actions? Did I want her to look at me with a smile after taking three steps? That would have been great. It happened suddenly. She turned back and smiled at me. I was doing happy dance inside my heart. But she didn't ask my name. Doesn't she want to know my name?

I shouted at her "Take care be safe and stay blessed!"

**** Now****

There was one big question in my mind that day. Why didn't she ask my name? I didn't think about why I did those things. I never do such things. She made me do it. How? I won't say that I haven't thought about married life, but I haven't thought about kissing. Married life is much more than s*x, kissing, and all these things.

What did I think about, if it was not about kissing? I thought about having a house near the beach. I would get up with a kiss on my forehead and ask for coffee in bed. She would hit my head playfully, and tell me to brush my teeth. I would argue with her and she would eventually win. After a bath, I would come outside to notice clothes for my office. I would get a kiss after I wear them and she would adjust my tie, and trace her finger on my chest for some time.

When I try to go to office without having breakfast, as I am late, she would notice my intention and drag me by my ear. She would make me sit and eat. She would stay near me and play with my hair. After I finish eating, she hugs me. We both don't like the idea of her staying alone the whole time. I go outside, but she will come running after me.

She stops in front of me, and waits to catch her breath. I will wonder why she came running. I will ask her, "What?"

She will reply, "You didn't comb your hair."

She uses her fingers and combs my hair. She keeps me at an arm's length, and watches me as if I am a Michelangelo's painting. She will say, "Perfect."

She will hug me and say, "Come home early after work or else you won't get any kisses for 15 minutes."

I will reply, "I know that if I don't come home early, you will be desperate and give me 15 kisses in 30 minutes. You won't be able to hold out for 15 minutes."

We both will share a laugh and she will say, "Does this mean you will come late today to get those kisses?"

I will reply, "I can't let you ask anything. I will give you everything. I will not make you wait."

That is how I want my day to start.

I want two kids, a son and a daughter. The son should be the elder one so he will accompany me in scaring my daughter's boyfriend.

I will do many things with them. I will be a role model for my son. I will teach him how to play cricket. I will teach him how to swing the cricket ball. I will help him achieve his love too. I will help him in convincing her and her family that they should be together. I will be the hero for my daughter. I will do everything she asks me. I will play Carrom with her. I will watch Tom and Jerry with her. I want to have grandchildren. I want to tell them about my love. I will teach them how to write and read along with ethical values.

Suddenly, I was brought back to the reality by a knock on the door. I don't know who it is. I move to the door without shifting my mind from her. My wife in my plan was always a faceless girl. She was faceless until I met Catherine. Now it is her.

That day I thought she corrupted my operating system, but actually, she installed a new application. The app's name is Love.

God doesn't come to Earth so he sent Mothers. He took my Mother from me so he sent Catherine for me.

I reached the door and opened it. I saw that face.

A day can't start any worse than this. Why this face?

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AUTHOR'S NOTE

How was the chapter?

There are two reasons why I wrote a chapter like this. I should have wrote a different kind of chapter after prologue.

1) The chapters to come will be more different. It will be as if you are in space. I didn't want to throw you directly into adverse conditions of the space. I wanted you to first stop in Mt. Everest which is this chapter. Let's take it slowly.

2) I ate ice cream (many of you know my obsession for ice cream and how I was banned) I ate it without my Mom's knowledge *insert evil laugh* I can't write anything bad while I eat ice cream.

Are you happy with this chapter?

What do you think of Catherine?

Who do you think is at the door?

Many people might think "can he love?". Personally, I think no one can love more than him.

How was his plans for married life?

It is my plan too. Will it happen?

"Her Dreams" has left a big question mark on you with Jenny's crush. I promised that I would give a clue in this chapter.

The clue for Jenny's crush is
HE IS SEEN IN EVERY CHAPTER. YOU ARE SEEING HIM IN EVERY CHAPTER.

You might have not noticed him. You have to read carefully to find him. Go and check. He is waiting for you to find him.

Now who is he?

Who do you think is the crush?

Teaser: How much different is he from the normal world? Maybe you will know his name too. MAYBE.

Liabie wanted to know his name. What about others? Don't you want to know his name?

I will say his name in future chapters.

I have some internal exam so I can't update. I will miss the next weekend update.

Then there will be two weekends of "Her Dreams" update. After those, we can meet here.

Until then we can meet at the two "Her Dreams" update.

You can message me too.

I also wanted to say- I don't know his name too.

Any suggestions?

Take care be safe and stay blessed.

-YAGAPPAR