January 12, 1998
Disclaimer: JQ characters not mine. Gheeta and storyline all figments of my
morbid
imagination.
Rating: This chapter is still okay.
Category: H & AGALAINHRA
Summary: Mutual understandings made clear.
Puerile Union (3/?)
by Ina-chan
A lot of things will run through a person's mind at gun point. The
usually in this
order: 'Hmmm... gun + bullet + nervous gunman/woman = impending death. Not
good.' Then an "OH MY GOD! I'M GONNA DIE! I'M GONNA DIE!" Followed by 'Okay...
calm down, think of a way to get out of this...' And sometimes the
occasional 'Ooohh...
He's wearing an Enchantress (TM) slinky lycra nylon stocking over his head, good
taste..."
Of course, with the lifestyle that Hadji Singh has, this sort of
thing happens so
often to the point of normality. Only one who is familiar with all the
experiences the young sultan has gone through, will understand the reason
for the young man's irrelevant reaction to this life-threatening situation...
He laughed.
"Why are you laughing?" Gheeta asked suspiciously
"You want to kill me," Hadji gasped
"Yes I do," The girl replied uncertainly
"This is great!"
Gheeta looked at her husband strangely, "You do not seem to
understand. I am
holding a gun. A pull of the trigger will cause your ominous death."
"I know."
"You do know that death is irreversible."
"Yes."
"And you are happy about this?"
"I am elated!"
"You are elated?"
"I am ecstatic! This is the most wonderful piece news I have ever
heard!"
"I am confused," The girl mumbled almost to herself. Then her eyes
grew wide in
horror as an idea popped into her mind. She gripped her weapon tighter and
slowly inched to the door, "You are one of those kind of people. Dear God, I
knew you spent most of your life living in a foreign land with different
customs, but never in my life did I
imagine..."
At the sound of genuine fear in the girl's voice, Hadji finally
managed to gather his
composure, "No! You do not understand..."
"STAY AWAY FROM ME!" The girl screamed as she held her gun threateningly
Hadji lifted his hands in the air, "Wait! Listen..."
"NO! YOU listen!" Gheeta cutted in sternly, "I do not care about
this agreement. I
do not care if this means breaking a tradition that has spanned thirty
generations. I do not care about family honour and bloodlines and all
that... rubbish. I do not want to stay married to you. I REFUSE to stay
married to you!"
"Well, so do I!" Hadji cried out desperately
The girl stopped with a start, "What did you say?"
"I do not want to stay married to you."
"Really?"
"Yes."
The girl lifted her chin in disbelief, "Then why did you say that
you wanted to give
this agreement a chance?"
"Because I thought you wanted to."
"But I did not!"
"Then why did you not say so in the first place?"
"But I did! I was certain that if I acted like the perfect
traditional wife, you would
reject me."
Hadji closed his eyes and groaned as if in pain.
"I assumed that you rejecting me was the perfect plan," Gheeta
reasoned, "I just
didn't have the heart to tell Mama Neela..."
The young man raised a hand to motion her to stop speaking, "Why in
the world
did you feel that you could not tell me this?"
"I was planning to tell you the very moment I managed to get you
alone..."
"But..."
"I changed my mind..."
"Because..."
"Your reaction to the news of our marriage did not exactly impress me."
Hadji sighed, "I see."
Gheeta fidgeted uncomfortably, "Since you grew up in a very liberal
environment,
I figured that you would find a docile and passive woman unattractive. Did
you not find
me unattractive?"
"Oh yes, very..." Hadji replied without hesitation, then caught
himself as he
realized how the sentence must have sounded, "I mean... yes, you are an
attractive person, it was your demeanor that I found unpleasant... I mean
your earlier conduct... Oh GOD, I have no idea what I am saying!"
Gheeta watched the flustered young man for a few more moments before
giggling
uncontrollably. Hadji joined her with an embarrassed chuckle. They stopped
precisely at
the exact moment. Then started again. Both fell into a lapse of unbridled
laughter until the two were sitting on the floor gasping for breath.
"I suppose this means that we have a truce," Hadji gasped
"Yes, I believe it does," Gheeta agreed
"Then you would not mind if you would stop pointing your gun at me."
Gheeta giggled as she threw the weapon away, "I do not mind at all!"
"Hey!" Hadji called out in alarm, "Do not treat weapons in such an
irresponsible
manner!"
Gheeta bursted out laughing again, "It was not loaded!"
Despite of himself, Hadji laughed again and collapsed on the floor,
"This is so
unbelievable."
"I feel ill..."
Eventually the hilarity subsided and the noise in the room settled
into uneven
gasping and panting for breath.
"I am glad to clear this up with you, Hadji," Gheeta called out weakly
"Likewise."
"At least now we have a mutual understanding on where we stand."
"Absolutely."
"Good."
"Right."
"Okay."
"Good."
"So..." Gheeta drawled as she turned her head to face the boy lying
on the floor
across her
"So?"
"What do we do to get 'unmarried'?"
Hadji looked at her with a thoughtful expression.
***
Jessie and Jonny gave their best friend and his wife a blank look.
Jessie wrinkled her forehead and leaned closer as if to clarify what
she had just
heard, "What did you just say?"
"We know that this is a big imposition on your part, because we will
most likely to
open personal wounds..." Hadji started
Jonny put a hand on his best friend's shoulder, "Hadj, I think she
meant that you
clarify the other thing you said."
Without batting an eyelash, Hadji repeated his request to the
disconcerted red
head, "Jessie, we want you to teach us how to get grounds for a divorce."
(To be continued)
Comments, criticisms, bricks to inachan2@ican.net
Author's squawk:
Is it just me, or did that whole thing just felt like something
Woody Allen would
write? Weird. Anywayz... I think this baby has around at least three more
emotionally
charged chapters to go. No promises other that its all going to be short and
sweet...
HOLA! Saijin! Send me the revised version of chap. 4 already! I'm
beginning to
loose inspirational sight of chap. 5! Remember... PRIVATE MAIL!
Ina-chan
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