On Friday night as usual I slept with the saree, and was woken up by some noise at around 3.30 am and since it was already Saturday and I was really exited about spending the day with her I couldn’t sleep anymore.I got up and sat on the bed, just then something came to my mind that my girl said the last time we met. She told me to be bold and asked me to get rid of fear. So I thought to test my courage. How? You might be asking.I thought to walk out of the room into the hall with the saree and to spend sometime sitting on the sofa. I still had the risk of either one of my parents or my sister coming out of their room, or even the maid, since if she spot me, she will definitely identify the saree. So I thought that will be a good way to check my courage.I then got up and switched on the light and adjusted the saree in front of the mirror, then switched off the light and opened the door.I peeped out of the room, the light from a nearby street lamp had partially illuminated the hall. That light is enough for me to find my way through the hall.

I slowly walked to the sofa and sat on it. I adjusted the saree and crossed my leg, right over left. And just sat their for, maybe ten minutes.Then before returning to my room, I went towards the front door and looked out through the adjacent window, just then the light in my parents’ room was switched on. I can’t walk back to my room right across the hall because one of my parents will come out before that.I forgot to tell something, unlike mine or sister’s room, my parents room didn’t have a bathroom inside, they had to use the one at the back of the house.I slowly and quickly opened the front door without making any noise and stepped outside and closed the door behind, just as my father walked out. Luckily I was quick enough. My whole body started to shiver in fear. If I managed to go back to my room unnoticed.

I will have something to tell my girl.I waited outside, my father walked back into his room and switched off the light. I sighed, and slowly opened the door, closed it again and slowly walked back to my room. My legs were still shaking. I slowly walked into the bathroom, grabbed the pleats and tucked it at the waist and washed my legs and lied down on the bed, as to be frank I couldn’t stand anymore.I fell asleep. By morning right after breakfast, I took my bag, put the saree in and went out in search of my girl. I reached her place by 10 am. She was in a yellow salwar kameez. I walked in and returned the saree to her and told her what happened early morning. First she laughed, then she said. “I am glad, at least you tried that.”Then she asked me to go to the bed room and there she had placed a copper colour silk saree on the bed.

As I was about to take it, she asked me to stop, then she took my measurements and stitched a blouse for me. I waited until she completed, then I draped the saree and called her in. I said her that I prefer to have the pallu running down my left hand and carrying it. She smiled and said. “That’s your wish.”We both came out of the bedroom, I couldn’t suppress my temptation to kiss her anymore. I moved close to her and kissed on her forehead. Because that would be the most neutral kiss, since by then she was everything to me. Sister, friend, guide and to some extend lover. And I wanted to kiss them all at once.

She was not upset. She smiled and returned the kiss on my left cheek. Then she asked me to sit on the sofa and said. “Saree is a wonderful garment. It can make a person look humble as well majestic. And now I want to see you in a majestic pose.”“I don’t understand.” I said.”Why don’t you cross your legs.” she said and I did as she said. Then she sat on my right side, I put my hand over her shoulders. She seemed to like it. Then I asked her. “Why are you doing all this to me?”

To be continued……