Episode 5
The experience of shopping with Rajan had never been good for Archana. Like other girls, Archana also took time to settle for her choice, whether it was cloth or jewellery. During that time, Rajan looked like a cat on a hot roof. He would look at his watch after every two minutes, he would tell Archana to hurry up numerous times, and he would make all kinds of sounds of frustration.
But, this guy, Siddharth seemed to be a different kettle of fish. In fact, he helped her in making decisions. When the salesman asked about the measurement of finger, Siddharth took her hand said, "Just like your finger Archu!"
"Really?" Archana was surprised, nevertheless, she liked the warm touch of Siddharth's hand. The gesture looked very romantic to Archana. She wished Siddharth knew about her birthday!
"Now what? Let's go home?" Archana asked after they came out from Tiffany.
"Don't you feel a bit hungry? I am feeling very hungry Hon. What's your favourite restaurant?"
When Archana was a student, only a few hours of studies would have made her tired and hungry. Later on, Archana learned that studying might not be a physical exercise, but it was quite taxing for brain. And this shopping? It was both physical and mental, Archana thought. That was probably the reason, every time she shopped for more than a couple of hours, she always felt very hungry. That day was no exception. It seemed like a lot of angry rats were marching in her stomach! But being a lady, she thought it was a tad inappropriate to point out a fact that would make her look like a foodie.
So, she caught the proposal with both hands! She said, " I like McCormick & Schmick's restaurant."
"Oh you like McCormick? Today, I will take you to Purple Pig, and I promise you will not forget the food in long time." Siddharth generally agreed with Aarchana. But, regarding restaurant he seemed to have his own idea.
"What's their speciality Sid?"
"You told me Archu, you love pig preparations. Don't you?"
Thinking about anything other than non-vegetarian was a taboo for Archana before her marriage. She hailed from an upper-caste family, who never indulged in any non-vegetarian food; even egg had never entered their kitchen! But, Rajan had no such inhibitions. Beef was a cheap source of high quality protene for a poor family like Rajan's. Initially, Archana had fights with Rajan about non-veg foods entering her kitchen. Rajan didn't force his views on Archana, but he said, "I will not change my food habit."
Rajan, himself was a very good cook. He used to prepare his non-veg items after Archana finished her cooking. Archana was a non-drinker, too. Drinking was not totally unfamiliar to her, as the male members of her family drank on special occasions. But drinking by females was considered as a sin by them. But, Rajan being an important member of his software programming team, he could not bunk the weekly parties. It was customary for wives to accompany their husbands.
It didn't take too long for Archana to acquire a few female friends, all wives of colleagues of Rajan, and Boy, didn't Archana need them?! At last, she could talk to some people. These friends were not teetotaler like her, and it took no time for them to convert Archana to their fold. When one main inhibition goes away, how long can the others stay? Archana's other inhibitions, also, fell like ninepins. Only when Archana tasted non-veg food, she realised what delights she was missing for no reason! Archana was a tad hesitant to eat pork or beef, but when she saw the Brahmin ladies were having no hesitations in taking these two tasty meat items, Archana threw her remaining resistance.
Duck Sausage, Milk Braised Berkshire Shoulder and Octopus A La Plancha were the only three items that Siddharth ordered, and these were the items that Archana had never tasted. When the food was served, Archana pounced on them, and devoured the palatable stuff in no time. She thanked Siddharth for this treart.
"No thanks Hon! In fact, I should thank you for pulling me out of the quagmire. Let's go back to your home. I want to have a cup of coffee before I leave."
Around 3-30 PM they came home. Rajan wouldn't come before 8 PM. Archana was in no mood to release Siddharth. In fact, she was in a mischievous mood. Siddharth had brought colour in her otherwise dull life; he had given a reason for her to live. He seemed to be an ardent admirer of her. She had been a very conservative woman. But, Rajan's constant ignoring made her desperate. Today, she wanted to do something that would liberate her crying desires, that would do some justice to her womanhood.
Siddharth was damn surprised to see two glasses of wine instead of two cups of hot cappuccino. Archana placed one bottle of Via Collina Dolcetto d’Alba, Langhe and one bottle of WhistlePig on the glass table. She placed a bottle of cold water, too on the table.
"No soda, dear!"
"You and wine! Really?" Siddharth's jaw dropped a bit, as he had never seen Archana with drinks.
"For you, Sid! Don't you like to guzzle this particular brand of whiskey?" Archana winked, as she was in a very naughty mood.
Siddharth untied the knots of his tie, and unbuttoned a couple buttons of his shirt.
"Archu, can you lower the temperature by a couple of degrees?"
Archana liked his nervousness to the core as she complied with his request.
Archana took the red wine, while Siddharth was relishing the whiskey. Siddharth had been a whiskey lover for long, and he had a very strong mind not to get drunk easily. But Archana never drank more than a couple of pegs in the parties. When they were done with 4 pegs, Archana got completely inebriated, and lost control.
Siddharth could sense that. He said, "No more drinks for you Hon! You are going to get out of control. "
To be continued
The experience of shopping with Rajan had never been good for Archana. Like other girls, Archana also took time to settle for her choice, whether it was cloth or jewellery. During that time, Rajan looked like a cat on a hot roof. He would look at his watch after every two minutes, he would tell Archana to hurry up numerous times, and he would make all kinds of sounds of frustration.
But, this guy, Siddharth seemed to be a different kettle of fish. In fact, he helped her in making decisions. When the salesman asked about the measurement of finger, Siddharth took her hand said, "Just like your finger Archu!"
"Really?" Archana was surprised, nevertheless, she liked the warm touch of Siddharth's hand. The gesture looked very romantic to Archana. She wished Siddharth knew about her birthday!
"Now what? Let's go home?" Archana asked after they came out from Tiffany.
"Don't you feel a bit hungry? I am feeling very hungry Hon. What's your favourite restaurant?"
When Archana was a student, only a few hours of studies would have made her tired and hungry. Later on, Archana learned that studying might not be a physical exercise, but it was quite taxing for brain. And this shopping? It was both physical and mental, Archana thought. That was probably the reason, every time she shopped for more than a couple of hours, she always felt very hungry. That day was no exception. It seemed like a lot of angry rats were marching in her stomach! But being a lady, she thought it was a tad inappropriate to point out a fact that would make her look like a foodie.
So, she caught the proposal with both hands! She said, " I like McCormick & Schmick's restaurant."
"Oh you like McCormick? Today, I will take you to Purple Pig, and I promise you will not forget the food in long time." Siddharth generally agreed with Aarchana. But, regarding restaurant he seemed to have his own idea.
"What's their speciality Sid?"
"You told me Archu, you love pig preparations. Don't you?"
Thinking about anything other than non-vegetarian was a taboo for Archana before her marriage. She hailed from an upper-caste family, who never indulged in any non-vegetarian food; even egg had never entered their kitchen! But, Rajan had no such inhibitions. Beef was a cheap source of high quality protene for a poor family like Rajan's. Initially, Archana had fights with Rajan about non-veg foods entering her kitchen. Rajan didn't force his views on Archana, but he said, "I will not change my food habit."
Rajan, himself was a very good cook. He used to prepare his non-veg items after Archana finished her cooking. Archana was a non-drinker, too. Drinking was not totally unfamiliar to her, as the male members of her family drank on special occasions. But drinking by females was considered as a sin by them. But, Rajan being an important member of his software programming team, he could not bunk the weekly parties. It was customary for wives to accompany their husbands.
It didn't take too long for Archana to acquire a few female friends, all wives of colleagues of Rajan, and Boy, didn't Archana need them?! At last, she could talk to some people. These friends were not teetotaler like her, and it took no time for them to convert Archana to their fold. When one main inhibition goes away, how long can the others stay? Archana's other inhibitions, also, fell like ninepins. Only when Archana tasted non-veg food, she realised what delights she was missing for no reason! Archana was a tad hesitant to eat pork or beef, but when she saw the Brahmin ladies were having no hesitations in taking these two tasty meat items, Archana threw her remaining resistance.
Duck Sausage, Milk Braised Berkshire Shoulder and Octopus A La Plancha were the only three items that Siddharth ordered, and these were the items that Archana had never tasted. When the food was served, Archana pounced on them, and devoured the palatable stuff in no time. She thanked Siddharth for this treart.
"No thanks Hon! In fact, I should thank you for pulling me out of the quagmire. Let's go back to your home. I want to have a cup of coffee before I leave."
Around 3-30 PM they came home. Rajan wouldn't come before 8 PM. Archana was in no mood to release Siddharth. In fact, she was in a mischievous mood. Siddharth had brought colour in her otherwise dull life; he had given a reason for her to live. He seemed to be an ardent admirer of her. She had been a very conservative woman. But, Rajan's constant ignoring made her desperate. Today, she wanted to do something that would liberate her crying desires, that would do some justice to her womanhood.
Siddharth was damn surprised to see two glasses of wine instead of two cups of hot cappuccino. Archana placed one bottle of Via Collina Dolcetto d’Alba, Langhe and one bottle of WhistlePig on the glass table. She placed a bottle of cold water, too on the table.
"No soda, dear!"
"You and wine! Really?" Siddharth's jaw dropped a bit, as he had never seen Archana with drinks.
"For you, Sid! Don't you like to guzzle this particular brand of whiskey?" Archana winked, as she was in a very naughty mood.
Siddharth untied the knots of his tie, and unbuttoned a couple buttons of his shirt.
"Archu, can you lower the temperature by a couple of degrees?"
Archana liked his nervousness to the core as she complied with his request.
Archana took the red wine, while Siddharth was relishing the whiskey. Siddharth had been a whiskey lover for long, and he had a very strong mind not to get drunk easily. But Archana never drank more than a couple of pegs in the parties. When they were done with 4 pegs, Archana got completely inebriated, and lost control.
Siddharth could sense that. He said, "No more drinks for you Hon! You are going to get out of control. "
To be continued
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