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ls workshop) Quest In Reality………-164
Umeshwari An experience devoid of (sensual) pleasure is not worth the bother. Since childhood to maturity I was tormented by luscious feelings and if I am unable to experience their pleasure, the way, I had imagined, and then I would rather forego my resolve as I am not bothered about progeny factor and would rather bask in the pleasure and joys of the worlds, unfamiliar, as I am to the celestial ones.
Shantnu Brave, my love. Surrendering yourself to me is in fact surrendering unto your self. Being honest with yourself, your aims are clear and forthright.
It was ten O’clock at night. They both fell asleep. Neither was tired or over-taxed as physical cajoling or mutual body caressing was absent to-night. But each felt relaxed and complemented in each others company. It was a strange calm and relaxation, hence unknown to them. Their clothes, scanty though, were not removed. Their nudity was an ornament, which even their minds did not wear. Instead of fueling their senses, they fulfilled their vacuum of love.
At twelve of night, she got up and asked him one more question.
Umeshwari Now I have understood, what do you mean by full emotions or a normal state of our senses! A person should have normal reactions to normal situations. One should be able to rejoice at the happiness of others, weep in sorrows of others, share pleasure or pain with others. Share their agonies and be ecstatic in their musical renditions. Appreciate their tastes and ignore their foul smells. Give good vibrations in spite of bad one’s coming to us. In nut-shell, we must share in their grief and joy and forget their deficiencies. It is the way for enriching our emotional treasure, sensitivities and energy channels stretched to the optimum levels, thereby enlivening pleasure fields which would next lead us to joy state. Knowing all this, I love you, my love, even more and I sleep with this memory.
Shantnu did not open his lips, as she lightly closed them, with her demurring lips, which warmly responded to the touch. Before he could stir, she added herself to his losing warmth. Their joint warmth was not enough to stir up their passions and they slept a pleasant sleep without dreams, without once turning their backs to each other.
Fourthnight, they spent together in each other’s company without indulging in voluptuous touches, but simply taking mutual solace by their very presence. Their bodies no longer felt excited by the unintentional touch of the other. Their constant exploring of each other’s body somehow brought stability in their relationship. Rather they had assimilated in each other. In the beginning, they sought physical proximity and eagerly entangled their bodies and limbs. They understood that real beauty was not in their limbs but was the genesis of their whole-selves (personality/individuality). Now instead of seeking pleasure from the bodies, they got it, from the very company of the other. Each seemed to fill the vacuum of the other.
Having spent a restful night, they got up at four in the morning and sat side by side, for mediation.
Shantnu gradually began to recover his latent faculties and without any conscious effort, could concentrate his mind. About meditation he was completely ignorant and called it an exercise of stabilizing the body muscles, concentrate their energies and focus it at his forehead. Even by doing so, his body felt light and pleasure feelings would engulf his body.
At six both got up and went to the woods for a strenuous walk. Coming back, going through morning ablutions, they took their breakfast of fruits and juice from the lovely hands of Angelee who was enveloping them in her beaming smiles.
Their attire as usual, was negligible. Umeshwari was in her flimsy gown through which, shadows of her panties were conspicuous. Shantnu was in half pants and T-shirt. Whatever clothes he wore, could not veil his body. Rather clothes seemed to accentuate his limbs.
Today instead of sitting in the lawn, they preferred the natural geezers, located on the third terrace of the orchard and sat on its concrete boundary wall, which was hardly two feet high.

End of chapter one (first part of “QIR” series).

Index of “QIR” series
1. QIR -128 to -164 (first chapter of QIR)
2 QIR 1 to 127 (second part of QIR)
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