My favourite Pyjamas.....

“Why don’t you change those pyjamas of yours? you have been in them since you were born…”

“Have you heard of - that girl in yellow boots???, well I want to be ‘that girl in pyjamas’, makes sense?”

“ Oh of course, rubbish!!.. Are you coming to The Tahama in those??, seriously, girl you gotta be kidding me, i'l sponsor your wardrobe if needed…. Please wear something other than those pyjamas!!”

“Aaahhh, yes and no thank you and no..”

“Huh? ?? whattt!!.. aarrghhh … it’s like banging my head against a fucking wall”

“Stop banging babes.. simple.. I mean against the wall.. your head!!!”

“ ha ha.. very funny!!, anyways lets go, and seriously, your idea of finding true love with those pyjamas of yours, is never gonna work, I mean c'mon what sense does it make , if a guy likes you in those pyjamas bit”

“hun , it’s hard for you to understand, you have a new guy everyday.. I want to be with someone who’d  like me for what I am, and in these pyjamas, if he can like me in this, he would like me all the time..makes sense???.. chill don’t worry .. don’t stress the pea  sized intellect of yours…, let’s go and shake our booties tonighttttt, cause tonight is the nighttttt”

“i’l bet my Gucci bag that you will not find anyone today or tomorrow or day after, Chloe..”

“Aarika, Gucci bag!!! Lol.. I never knew you could get a Gucci for 500… hahahah .. anyways the bet is on, and if I lose you wear a pyjama for  a week and no hanky panky as well…deal?”

“500!!! Fuck you.. yes done deal.. and if I win…hmm..well il think about it and let you know”

“done deal  pea brain”

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“ Hi I’m Nikumbha, love your pyjamas..”

She couldn’t hide her excitement or the color that flushed her cheeks…she had seen him by the bar and had smiled back at him…

“hmm.. really???, hi am Chloe, and I’m a proud owner of a Gucci bag…”

“huh?? I’m sorry what??”

“nothing, lol, just thought about something….so what do you do…”

And their conversation went on that night

 “ When will I get to met you next Chloe…could I have your number?”

“sure Nikumbha…can I call you niki???... and well I’m glad I met you here”

“i’l call you soon Chloe”

They met again and again and again…. Chloe was the proud owner of a 500/- Gucci bag, and Aarika was forced to wear the same Pyjamas for a week.

They had loads in common, they loved the same type of music, books, and Chloe found it easy to be with him. It was like as though she had found her better half. Her life never felt empty anymore. They discovered new eating joints in the city and were in awe of each other’s company.

“Chloe, why don’t you come over to my place, I could cook us lunch”

“Today??, mm how about I meet you post lunch?? I have some work to take care of, however you could definitely cook something, i’l come over and  we could eat it together”

“alright, i’l see you soon”

Chloe reached his apartment at 4:00pm. She was nervous as hell, but happy that she was to meet niki. They adored each other , and were the perfect ever couple, they never had a spat in the 4 months that they were together, they felt completely at ease with other.

“Shall I make you a drink Chloe?”

“sure niki, the usual ok… let me freshen up till then”

Sure bitch, freshen up.. Nikumbha thought to himself, this is going to be your last drink!!...he made her drink and put in his favorite arsenic to the drink… She is going to die just like the others … he smirked to himself....

Chloe was  looking at her smudged kohl in the mirror, and rectifying it, unknown too what was waiting for her outside…. She felt inside her bag and a smile lit her face… she looked radiant.. her eyes looked mesmerizing with the kohl, she applied some more gloss, combed her hair and was ready for him….

“you are looking beautiful baby”

She blushed and gingerly looked inside her bag…. Her hands found what she was looking for, and she took it out and showed him…

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The look on his face was something that she still remembered , a smile broke on her face thinking about him.. she was dressed in her favorite pajamas.. and was walking towards The Tahamas… The memory of that day kept playing on in her head…

“Chloe, why don’t you come over to my place, I could cook us lunch”

She had so waited for this moment, she smiled as he smoothly invited her home, and she couldn’t contain her excitement at the invitation. She calmed herself….

“Today??, mm how about I meet you post lunch?? I have some work to take care of, however you could definitely cook something, i’l come over and  we could eat it together”

Today..was going to be it.. yes!! !it was his fate…..

“alright, i’l see you soon”…….

She played the scene in his room as she got out from the bathroom…

“you are looking beautiful baby”

She blushed and gingerly looked inside her bag…. Her hands found what she was looking for, and she took it out and showed him…

His eyes spoke fear.. he couldn’t say anything.. he was too shocked to respond to her waving a gun at him.

She looked at him ….. and at her 9mm pinfire revolver…. She loved the sound that it made …. almost orgasmic … she revelled at his motionless body and at his shocked open eyes…

“better luck next time baby…"

                                            

She kissed him on his cheek and left….she made a mental note in her mind … Pyjamas lover number 22!!!