The First Date

The Proposal
Rima almost collided with Sima as she came running out of the room holding her new cell phone. "What happened to you Chhoti? you seem very excited" Rima asked. "Nothing Di" Sima replied. "Is it about Rohit?" Rima enquired. Sima blushed and ran back inside the room and jumped on the bed. Rima followed and lied besides her putting her arm around Sima. "He has asked me out on a date" Sima whispered. "You have decided what to wear" Rima asked. "Two weeks ago", Sima replied. They both hugged and the room was filled with giggles.

On Ninth Cloud
Sima and Rohit met at Sahibabad railway station. "Hi" Sima said shyly. Rohit returned her greetings awkwardly. They boarded the EMU train to New Delhi in a general compartment. At this time of the day the compartment was almost empty. They sat next to each other like strangers. Sima would occasionally look at Rohit from the corner of her eyes. She would look at his light brown, almost blonde hair. His white complexion, green eyes and sharp features had many a hearts racing in the college but due to his shy nature he never responded to the advances from the Venusians.

Rohit too stole quick glances on Sima. Sima had long hair, very big dark eyes, dusky complexion and very attractive physique. Rohit had always found her irresistible. With Bipasha Basu being the current flavor of Bollywood, Boys in the college referred to her as Bipasha while discussing her and Sima knew about that.

Sima was wearing a tight top. You wouldn't blame Rohit if his eyes went straight to her breasts. Finally Sima caught Rohit staring at her breasts. It made Rohit even more embarrassed. He had no experience with girls, he had no idea what to say and now she caught him glaring at her breasts. "This is just great", Rohit thought. "You know a girl can always tell if someone is staring at her boobs", Sima said. "Wow! what a way to start the conversation" Sima realized. "I didn't mean to", Rohit almost cried. Sima moved closer to him and held his hand.

The New Delhi station arrived. They entered the train as strangers but got off as the best buddies. After reaching Cannaught place they sat in the park holding hands. Things were much better now as the initial awkwardness was now gone. They were much more comfortable in each others company. They both were pleasantly surprised to realize that how human the other person was compared to the larger than life image they had created for each other. "Do you want to eat ice cream?" Rohit asked. "I would love it" Sima replied. Rohit went to the icecream cart and asked for two orange popsicle. "One is enough", Sima got goosebumps when she intervened. Rohit smiled and got an orange popsicle, an excellent choice considering the temperature.

Sima sucked the popsicle couple of times and handed it over to Rohit. The idea of putting this popsicle in his mouth blew his mind away. "I want to kiss you", Rohit said. Sima said no while imagining the kiss she had shared with Rohit countless times in her imagination. Rohit felt rejected. He held the popsicle in his hand for some time and returned it back to Sima. "Are you mad at me", Sima asked. "No", came a detached reply. Although Rohit had not expected to get a kiss from Sima but considering the way they they spent the time together he wanted one badly.

"Lets go, it will be dark soon", Rohit proposed. Sima complied. While going towards the railway station, they passed through a dark ally. Rohit pushed Sima against the wall and put his mouth on her. First their noses collided and then their teeth. "We must learn how to kiss", said Sima. "Lets practice", Rohit replied. Emboldened by the success of his advances, Rohit tried to take it to next step. He moved his left hand on Sima's hips. Finding no resistance he then grabbed Sima's left breast and started to squeeze it. He had longed for this moment for such a long time and now its here. He realized that the actual act of playing with Sima's breast is not as exhilarating as he had imagined but he continued. He was hungry for her. He wanted to swallow her not because he found her tasty but because he could relish these moments later in his imagination. For Sima it was very hard to let Rohit do what he wanted but it was harder to stop him. She had only seen this kind of stuff in Hollywood movies and now it was happening with her. It was surreal.

Suddenly Sima noticed a shadow and she pushed Rohit away. She then looked at her wrist watch "Oh my god! we gotta run or we will miss the 5:30 train." She exclaimed. "Ok lets go", Rohit said half heatedly. They ran towards the railway station.

The Harsh Reality
When they reached the platform the train had already started moving. "The train is full, we have to go to the women compartment", Sima suggested. "Its the first compartment. We cant make it. Lets board the general compartment", Rohit said. Rohit pushed Sima inside the train and then followed the suite. The compartment was full of people. There was no room to sit so they stood in front of each other like strangers. Due to their conservative cultural backgrounds they found it inappropriate to talk or touch in public so they just stood quietly. They couldn't talk even if they wanted to because of the noise of the train and daily commuters who were shouting to communicate with each other.

Sima felt her breasts touched repeatedly. She saw that a big and tall middle aged man was standing next to her who had placed his hand strategically so that it will bounce against her breast as the train moved. Sima moved aside a little bit with irritation clearly visible on her face. "Are you ok?" Rohit asked. "Yeah I am fine", Sima replied.

Soon she realized that the big hand had followed her and was again touching her breast. "Uncle can you move your hand", Sima requested. "Its a public train, I will keep my hand wherever i want", the man responded. Rohit now understood what was bothering Sima. He grabbed the big hand and put it aside. This infuriated the man. He swung his other hand and slapped across Rohit's face. Rohit tried to fight back but there was a good one feet difference between their heights. Rohit could not reach to him while the man struck Rohit repeatedly. Sima started to cry and pleaded the old man to stop. The old man would not listen. Rohit's face had turned red. He had tears in his green eyes. When the fellow passangers tried to intervene, the man said in the local dialect "Look at this little punk. He attacked me after blaming that I teased his girl". The pessengers empathized with the man because anyone of them could be in that man's shoes. They pulled Rohit away from the man and started to rebuke him. One of them even slapped Rohit. "You are very fashionable young man. You are taking a girl out alone? These are the days for you to study not roam around with girls." One of them turned to Sima and said "What kind of parents do you have who let you roam around with guys in broad day light. Shame on you."
By now they both started to think as if it was their fault that this happened to them. They apologized to the crowd with tears flowing through their cheeks incessantly. When their station arrived Sima thanked the crowd for saving Rohit and showing them the right path. They got off the train and followed different paths as if they were strangers again.