"We shall have a specific colour costume for today. "

"White!!"

"Yes, white will be the best for today, we shall celebrate holi in the typical Bollywood style."

"Everyone prepare yourselves for mind blowing holi celebration. "

Shristi dii has invited her friends for playing holi. They all have decided the costume for today will be all white.

I don't feel like dressing up again after today's episode at morning. Rohan's touch still lingers in my mind. I don't feel like opening the saree whose pleats were tucked in by my husband.

I search my wardrobe but couldn't find anything white to wear. Having no other option I decided to open the trunk containing Aisha dii's clothes which I had brought along with me.

Wow! I have finally found a white kurti!

I paired it up with pink leggings. Perfect costume for Holi!

Throughout my childhood I have only worn discarded clothes for celebrating holi. This is my first holi where I am dressing up to end being messed up.

I stood in the balcony for clicking a few selfies for my insta stories. I miss Aisha dii more today, last year we had celebrated holi together, this year I am so lonely.

Suddenly, Rohan hugged me from behind.

I feel pure ecstasy when I come close to you,

Your beauty adorns my world of blue,

I am forbidden from admiring none save you,

Yet my arms aren't forbidden to hold you in a tight embrace,

Till you call out my name in love,

My heart is caged by those locks of yours,

My fingers are willing to trace your skin,

I am so engaged that my lungs have forgotten to respire,

Your fragrance burns my nostrils,

And I am ready to dive into it,

So addictive are your eyes,

Perhaps I don't ever need any whiskey,

You entice me with your warmth,

Kill me with your looks.

My passions are rising,

Rising to break your walls,

To reach your forbidden zones,

And break every barrier,

They are healing me, they are heating me,

Give me love and make me yours unconditionally,

If you are the time then I wanna be a time bomb,

If you are the lock, let me be your key,

If I am the horse be my rider,

Let me be your patient and nurse me with your love,

If you smile, I shall conquer territories,

If you blush in this way, I shall make love to you tonight.

"Ohh Aisha, how terribly I have missed you, how eagerly I have waited for you to come back..."

R... o......

"Shh... baby don't speak a word.. let words not ruin this moment..."

R...o.....

"Keep quiet my baby, my sweetheart.."

His fingers traced my locks. Soon his hands started tracing my curves. I am getting lost and my senses are getting numb. I know this touch is a mistake yet my heart doesn't want to break out from his embrace.

"Baby, you are so soft..."

As he moved his fingers the pounding of my heart is increasing.. I don't wish to ever break from this embrace, even though it's a mistake.

As he moved his fingers drawing circles on my waist over my kurti, I am getting more lost. I want to stop it, yet I can't.

His fingers kept moving up towards the bottom of my breasts. I have to stop this, yet I can't.

"I love you Aisha"... with this he landed a soft kiss on my neck.

"STOP IT ROHAN! I am not Aisha. "

He removed his hands as if he has gotten an electric shock.

"Anjali.. I am very sorry..."

Its okay..

"I am really sorry... I mistook you as Aisha from the back."

Its okay...

"No, I should not have done this... I am really sorry. I had lost my mind. Aisha wont ever return back.."

Tears started clouding my eyes and blocking my views. My vision started blurring and I am about to burst out in tears...

"Anjali, please don't cry... you must have been hurt by because I touched you without your consent. Please forgive me."

He doesn't understand Anjali... my brain snapped at me.

He doesn't understand what are these tears for...

My heart accepted her defeat... my brain was certainly right this time..

He will one day... my heart sighed...

Stop giving yourself fake expectations..

To stop this tug of war between my brain and heart I decided to leave the place..

"Anjali... wait a minute.."

Yes.. say..

"This kurti is Aisha's. Why have you worn it? This is the reason for this damm misunderstanding. "

Shristi dii decided that we all shall wear white costumes for playing holi. I didn't have any white top so I wore Aisha dii's.

"Just because you didn't have any white to wear, you wore Aisha's? Do you know this was my gift to her last year? Why won't I misunderstand you for Aisha from the back? On top of that you have let your hair open, just the way Aisha used to do."

I knew you were too possessive about her, can't you spare her clothes for me?

"Take back your gift and keep it under lock and key. I will only wear those clothes which dii had bought for herself or was given by my parents. Also take those which were even chosen by you. If possible even take those which you liked. If after all that anything remains I shall keep those for myself."

I started to open my zipper. I feel like throwing the dress on his face.

"Wait! What are you doing?"

Can't you see... opening this damm kurti..

"Stop.. I didn't ask you to open the dress."

Indirectly you have asked, so I am going to do it.

"No wait please! Atleast let me get out of the room."

Suddenly I came back to my senses. What was I trying to do? Be the angry bird or the queen of seduction?

"Please enjoy your holi, I don't want to spoil your holi. Wear whatever you like, dress up as you want. It's my fault. I am really sorry. "

What was the poem you spoke to me?

He blushed crimson red.

"I had written it for Aisha for our wedding night which never happened. "

I don't understand what God wants from us. Rohan loved Aisha dii. He still loves her. She loved him back. Yet fate separated them. I am in love with Rohan. Fate has united us yet separated us. Will I ever be happy and be able to make him happy in this marriage?

I played holi with Shristi dii and her friends but my heart ached for Rohan.