Meeting his Destiny

Raj and his friends have discussed their plan thouroughly. They worked hard, had dinner and slept.

Raj woke up early next morning. It was a fine morning. The sun was bright. A pleasant mountain breeze blew. No fog unlike yesterday he thought.

" I am going for a jog", he said to hos friends.

" Be careful", said Solly.

" Yeah", he said.

He wore a white Tshirt and dark blue tracks. A hoodie and his shades. He took his ipod for music and his headphones. And wore his sneakers.

It was really a beautiful morning.

" Think I could get some nice pictures", he asked his friends.

" Take my camera ", said Ro.

" On that bro", he said.

" Bye y'all."

He jogged for sometime. Then took his hoodie off. He drank water from his bottle and decided to take photographs.

" The mountain top, the valley with the backdrop of sunrise. BREATHTAKING.

Beautiful wildlife attracted him especially the birds.

There was a small hill over which was a nice bird colony. He climbed up. A fantastic hiker he was up in no time.

" Wonderful", he said clicking pictures of migratory birds from north.

He was completely involved in birds. AND SO MISSED A STEEP VALLEY ON A TURN. It was really dangerous and he could have fell to a certain death.

And that is when he felt it. A FORCE. A PULL. Similar to one Jeniffer did to save his life.

" Maa", he faltered for a second and lost balance and topplled over the hill. But not in a steep fall. Just kind of rolled down. To reach the flat land.

AND THATS WHEN HE NOTICED..

A warm breath on his neck. Someone was below him. He looked at her. A girl. An idol carved out of God's own hands..

Creamy milky skin. Long raven hairs. Strawberry lips that were shaking. She was lean but had curves in proper places. Her bosem hit his hard chest and his thighs straddled her soft h*ps.

She was murmuring something. Raj wanted to hear her voice. He bet it would be melodious. He removed his earphones and went close to her lips.

" Shiva I am dead! Shiva I am dead", she spoke".

He smiled. Letting out a breath on her neck he softly whispered in her ears.

" I THINK YOU ARE NOT. FOR I VERY MUCH FEEL YOUR LIFE".

The girl snapped her eyes opened.

And Raj's heart missed a beat.

Forest green eyes stared back at him. And he was lost in their depths. ...

"Mine", he said.

Kenny was sure she died. And reached heaven.

She was on a morning stroll ; a childhood habit of hers. When they visited vacation house in the beginning Kenny would always be walking in the woods. Mother earth and its greenery attracted her. She loved rainshowers. She would dance like a fool in rain. So on that beautiful morning as she was trying to soak its essence she saw him.

A MAN ABOUT TO FALL TO HIS DEATH.

She shouted and signalled. But to no avail. He was wearing headphones and taking pictures.

" SILLY TOURIST", she screamed.

He did not even glanced at her.

Something propelled her. She ran to save him. Upon reaching him she pulled hard before they fell.

" Shiva I am dead", she said.

So much for the good deed.

" I think you are not. For I feel your life", she heard a voice. Like a deep dark chocalate.

She opened her eyes. AND WAS SURE SHE WAS IN HEAVEN....

He could not be a mortal. He sure was some demi God . Such a fine specimen she thought.

He sure was tall. Her five foot five frame was completely encased by his body. And he had abs and biceps. She felt his strong chest. He was atheletic as was clear by those legs. Sun kissed face. Golden brown hairs. Pink lips. And eyes bluest of blue like the vast endless sky....

He smiled at her.

And she knew then.

" Mine", he put words to her thoughts.

He leaned in and was about to kiss her when she felt his ar*usal. He would be riot in the bed. Wait a f*cking minute. From where did this thought come? She was never this flustered and embarrassed.

And anger returned.

" You moron", she screamed pushing him back. You have already closed your ears to the world. But have you closed your eyes and brains too. Walking towards a sure death. I shouted and signalled. But no photographs are important than your useless life. Shiva we could have both died!"

Raj recovered. She looked angry. And still alluring completely dazzling him with that fire she carried in her.

" I am sorry beautifu", he said rising up. He gently helped her to rise. " I am sorry for putting you in danger".

Beautiful Kenny was taken aback.

Has he called her that before. When?

" Am I forgiven", asked Raj.

" I have never seen you before. You are not from aroung here", she said raising a brow.

" American", he said humbly.

" Hmm that explains those blue eyes", she said.

" I got it fom my maa. She was British", he said just to prolong the conversation. She was beating the dirt and dead leaves off herself. He did it too.

" So Mr. half American and half British get this in that thick skull of yours", she said. "Lonavala is beautiful but roads here can be tricky".

"Noted beautiful. Are you a local", he asked.

" My mother has a vacation house here", she replied. " We come here often".

She started walking and he joined her. She was like a breath of fresh air. No pretense. Honest and sincerel in her talk.

He looked that she removed her jacket and tied it on her waist. She wore a short sleeved black t shirt. A Shiva Trishul was tatooed on her right hand which extended to her palm.

" Nice tatoo", he said.

" Thanks", she smiled. He smiled back.

" You look young", he said.

" I turn 23 this monsoon", she said. " I was born in rainy season".

" You do look like a relieving rain shower after a drought" , he said.

Her smile grew wide.

" You are a flirt", she said playfully hitting him.

" Guilty", he said as they cracked up into peals of laughter.

" I am Raj", he extended a hand.

" Kenny", she took it instantly in a strong grip.

As their hands met both of them felt a jolt of electricity run through their bodies. It felt that a cosmic energy started circling them eager and ready to enter their bodies right at the first chance.

Destiny struck.

" Wierd", she said.

" Good wierd or bad wierd", he asked.

" The good one", she said playfully.

" So it was meant to be", he said. " Your hands in mine forever".

She hit him again giggling.

They were now at the bifurcation from where they had to go separate ways.

" Bye Raj", said Kenny. " See you around". She turned and left.

He looked at his hand.

" Ohh you definitely will Kenny", he promised.

Srikant has met his Gunjan again to search that forever which was eluding them.