Riya was very much excited about the trip to Paris. I was not very sure what I was doing. I was confused and had no idea why I was doing this. I’ve just bought tickets for both us for an international trip. It might be pure lust that I was still hooked to her. I was mad and asked many sexual favours from her. I actually was trying to live my fantasies on her. But she denied all of them. I tried to convince myself this is not the right path I should be moving, but “dil hai ki manta hi nahi”. I had no idea why I was taking this girl for an international holiday? It might be because I forced myself on her. I don’t know the answers, but only thing I know is that, I enjoy every moment spent with her. Our relationship was different. I was not her BF, but I was more than a friend. It was much more than a one night stand. We both don’t know what ever our relationship was and what ever it was, we were enjoying it as it is.
Mumbai international airport terminal is awesome. My Titanium Royale card had a free lounge access. Free booze and food, what more can I ask. I ordered a cranberry breezer for Riya. She just looked at my eyes. My eyes asked her what was wrong. You are getting free booze and why the hell are you ordering Cranberry for me. Let’s have some Whiskey. Oh! I’m sorry; I thought you would be fine with breezer. She then ordered some “Chivas Regal 25 years” and Poland based Vodka named “Diaka.” She asked me what drink I would prefer. I don’t drink anymore my dear. I’ll have a coke. She looked confused and looked at me like she was sitting with an alien. Your card is offering you free booze and you are having coke? I’m fine dear, enjoy your drink. She just finished her drink in no time and ordered for the next round, this time she ordered for Johnnie Walker Blue and Absolute. I was just looking at her. Her juicy lips sipping the colour less drink was a nice treat to my eyes.
She was too much drunk and I had to literally drag her to our flight. I’m going to a foreign land, where I’ve never been and I’ve a responsibility of an unconscious beautiful young lady. Worst was yet to come. I just went to a brief nap after making Riya comfortable in her couch. There was an announcement, due to volcanic ash in Chile our flight will not be landing in Paris rather in Landon. Oh god! Now we have to catch a train to Paris. Our trip is turning into an adventure trip now. Riya was excited to know that we are landing in London and was making plans to visit tourist places in London. I was also making a plan, but a deadly one. Her BF is my old friend, but he is now a villan in my story, he is standing between me and Riya. Was this the reason I’m here? Am I going to kill him to get Riya? We went to many places in London and I was just enjoying the beauty of Riya rather than the beauty of London.
We took a train to Paris from London the next day. I was sitting next to Riya holding her hands. I just don’t watch other chicks when I’m with Riya, because to me she is the most beautiful girl in the entire world, but some how I cannot stop noticing the lady sitting opposite to me. Her eyes were red and it was easy to identify that she has been crying for some time and she is still in some trouble. I don’t know why I removed my hands from Riya’s and went and sat next to the lady. Madam are you ok, you want water to drink. I offered her the bottle and she drank the water and said thanks. I don’t know, I was feeling a connection, and I was talking to her like we were long lost friends. May be she felt I was very friendly and started talking to me. She told she was forced to travel by train as there are no flights available due to volcanic ash. I told her that, we are also doing the same. She told us that, she has never travelled in a train after she started playing professional tennis.
I was interested more in her now. Sports was always a turn on for me. Are you playing French open this year and to my surprise her answer was a Yes. I’ve to play this time for my BF and she burst out of tears. I had a tough time consoling her and wiping her tears. Riya sitting opposite to us was equally worried and was just wondering what I was doing. Once she regained her senses, I gave her water to drink. I was now interested in her story. She was ready to share with us her story.
My name is Virginie Razzano, I was born on May 12, 1983 in Dijon and is a French professional tennis player and the current French No. 3. I reached my career high ranking of World No. 16 on September 14, 2009. I want to walk on Court Philippe Chatrier with out an unimaginably heavy heart. I’m determined to play in my home country’s Grand Slam without my fiancé, my coach and biggest supporter by my side. I’ve promised Stéphane Vidal that I would play this year’s French Open, shortly before he succumbed last Monday to a brain tumour he had battled for the last nine years of our 11-year relationship. She was not crying now. I could see her determination in her eyes, but at the same time I could see tears in another pair of eyes. Razzano’s story has made Riya’s eyes wet. I hugged Razzano and went to wipe tears out of Riya’s eyes. You are nice and caring guy Vineesh. You are very much like my BF Rahul. He also has the same fantasies you have shared with me. I’ve denied everything till now, but I’m going to live all his fantasies now. Razzano has just showed me what real love is. If I cannot fulfil his fantasies what am I good for?
I wanted to kill Rahul before she start living my fantasies. I don’t want Riya to be a girl who lived my fantasies (with some one else). When we reached Paris, we got ourselves accommodated in a Motel. Next morning she just asked me to stay back and went to Rahul’s place. She was looking stunning. I had no idea what I’m supposed to do in this alien land. I was just sitting in my motel room. I took out the Benson & Hedges a British brand of cigarettes owned by the Gallaher Group. I just tapped the filter over my thumb nail and still in deep thoughts held it between my lips. I lit my cigarette and then blew the smoke back to the burning stick. I’ve lost track of my time and kept fagging for long. Every sip of smoke I take inside I have a new plan to kill Rahul. How can he be with Riya and live my fantasies? I’ve smoked away 3 packets of B& H ($36/Packet). Suddenly Riya knocked the door and the room was full of cigarette smoke. It really chocked her away. What are you doing here Vineesh? I’m sorry dear; I had nothing to tell her. We decide to move out as the room was full of smoke.
Sun has already set and I had eaten nothing till now. I was just fagging and planning to Rahul’s murder. We took a long walk and we are near Eiffel Tower. It was an awesome sight in the night lights of Paris. I’m in the most romantic place in the world with a girl whom I would like to make out. I was not in a romantic mood but was planning hard ways to get this girl. We sat down near the Eiffel tower and were just enjoying the view. I asked her did you live the fantasies. She counted few of my fantasies and told me that she is done with those and is planning to do the few next days. My blood was boiling. I need to kill that Bustard the earliest. We had dinner and went back to Motel. Next day when she went to meet Rahul, I follow her. I’ve managed to get Swiss-knife and keep it in my pocket. My plan was to take him for a drink and make him drink that much that he won’t have much energy to resist when I try to kill him.
My taxi was following her taxi and to my surprise, she was not going to Rahul’s house but to his work place. I never knew Dr. Rahul worked with American Hospital of Paris. I just followed Riya in the hospital corridor. I wanted to know how they fulfil the fantasies in the workplace. It is a fantasy by itself. She went inside a room where there was a VIP board hanging. I just couldn’t wait anymore and pushed open the door and what I saw was heartbreaking. Rahul was lying on the bed with lot of wires and pipes running from every hole he had. It was really sad to see that. There was beep noises of lot of medical instruments around him.
Riya was standing there with a surprise in her eyes. What are you doing here? I couldn’t recognize her emotion. Was that anger or disbelief? I was just following you. I’m sorry, I never knew about Rahul. What happened? It was a road accident happened 18 months back. He is in coma for eighteen months now. He has none of his senses working. I’ sorry, I never knew about the same. I loosened the grip over the Swiss-knife I was holding inside my pocket. She is still in love with this vegetable and I was planning to end this love story. I felt so uncomfortable and I felt a white beam of light getting into my eyes and I lost my consciousness
When I regained my consciousness I was lying in the hospital bed. Riya was sitting next to me. I had lot of questions to her. Why did she keep this as a secret? To whom she was speaking when I was doing the coding. Why was she lying about the fantasies? She gave me a glass of juice and asked me to relax and told me, she will clear all my doubts as if she just heard what I was thinking in my mind.
I know you would be thinking whom I was talking in Skype if Rahul is in Coma for 1.5 years. I was talking to Rahul only; the nurse adjusts the headphone over his ears while I make a call. So can he hear? That was my immediate response and it followed a silence for few seconds. Her eyes were wet she moved her head up and started speaking. I can speak, and why should I stop speaking to him just because he cannot hear me? I had no words to speak, and was numb for few seconds. Riya has just become an image in my mind. She has grown so big that I started looking up to her.
I can now connect all those incidents happened in my life for last few months. I now know, why I was never offered to talk to Rahul, even after she came to know he was my friend. I also know why Riya’s eyes where wet after listening to Razzano’s story. My blood was boiling when she told me she lived my fantasies with Rahul, but now I wish what ever she told to me was true. Oh God why didn’t you let this girl live my fantasies.
My trip back to Mumbai was on 25th May 2011. We were in the airport before time not to do our security check up fast but to catch the action live on TV. Sharapova had an easy win but that day belonged to Razzano, who honoured her fiancé’s dying wish. We really had to rush to our flights as it was getting late. When we were running towards the terminal, I was in deep thoughts; this international trip has just made me meet two great women living in today’s world. Riya and Razzano’s story may be different, but they just taught me what true love is all about.
It was an uneventful trip back to Mumbai. We had lot of things to think about. We both were thinking more than talking to each other. I’ve become a changed man. This international trip has taught me many things. What ever had happened, I just cannot live without her. Our relationship has moved to a new level. Feeling of respect is more in me for her.
20th June 2011 we had planed to be together, when Sania Mirza was fighting her first round in Wimbledon. I was not supporting her not because she married a Pakistani, but I cannot support anyone else when Razzano is playing. Riya was watching the match with me not because she understands tennis, but she wanted to watch Razzano winning. Riya really proved to be my lady luck. That match was Razzano’s first major victory after her fiancé’s death. It was drizzling outside, Riya sitting next to me and Razzano’s Victory. God you are great!
