Crossing the Mirage:Passing Through Youth

“All that could be true,” she said, as he felt relieved. “But, what's the alternative?”

“There is one,” he said seemingly in hesitation, “if you could take it.”

“Tell me.”

“That is, he said, "if you believe that I am yours first and last.”

“If not,” she said a little relieved, “do you think I would've given myself to you?”

“Prema is stinking rich,” he began taking her hand as though to make her a co-conspirator.

“Now I see,” she said pulling back in vexation, “why you are ditching me.”

“If you think I am marrying her for money,” he said seemingly offended, “she is no less a stunner than you.”

“Oh, the novelty seems to have worn off already!” she said as sarcastically as she could while trying not to feel helpless. “Why not, haven't you had enough of me already?”

“I'm sorry,” he said cajolingly, “I didn't mean to hurt you. I'm just explaining things. Believe me, life for me without you would be like going through the motions. But without wealth it comes to the same in spite of you. Had you come into my life straight away, it would've been like living in heaven in your wifely fold. But this turn of events gave me the opportunity of my life that is hard to miss. And hadn't you come into my life, I would've been happy still, living with her, unaware of what fulfillment could really be with a woman. To be or not to be, that's my dilemma.”

“Better realize that you can‟t have the cake and eat it too,” she said as she readied herself to force the issue. “You've to take your pick, now and here. Well, as you have made your inclinations apparent, I won't bank upon your love anyway. I can only appeal to your conscience, that too because of my condition. If only I were not carrying, seeing how you are dodging, I would've walked out on you by now. Now I know what a woman loses by compromising herself. Anyway, it's too late in the day for me to think of it.”

“I know you're hurt,” he said. “As I understand your vexation, you should also realize I too have my qualms. I've been troubled ever since we've got physically close. That very night I thought of running away from you. But your beauty and my love immobilized me.”

“Now that you're satiated,” she hissed at him venomously, “why don't you admit it's just lust with you.”

“Even if you take it that way,” he said, “a lifetime of sex with you won't be enough to quench my thirst for you. And the truth is, I'm passionately in love with you. You know I've got addicted to you, thanks to the ardor of your amour. Without you I would go mad indeed.”