Embarrassing Moments

I always thought about fun, but one incident embarrassed me so much that whenever I remember that incident, I shudder.

  
That day I went to the market with my wife. I stopped outside the shopping center, and a woman came and stood near my car. As soon as we got out of the car, she folded her hands and started crying.

"Hey, who are you? Why are you crying?" I asked.

"What's the matter?" my wife went near and asked that woman.

The woman looked at my wife with folded hands and started looking at me pleadingly. I thought she was a beggar. But this woman didn't look like a beggar. She was so beautiful that she could win any man.

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If she looked at me with love instead of pleading eyes, I would have fallen for her but because my wife was with me, I could not look at her for long even if I wanted to.

"Take this." My wife was giving money to that woman. "Take this and let us go."

The woman stepped back without taking it. When my wife asked her several times, she folded her hands but shook her head and kept staring at me with pleading eyes, as if she were saying, "Please have mercy on my condition." I thought that maybe it was a new way of begging or maybe she wanted more.

So I said in a taunting tone, "Better, take whatever you're getting and go away."

My wife held my hand and said, "Don't talk like this. It is not good to talk in this tone to a poor woman."

After this, she said to the woman, "Come on, take this and let us go."

The woman had tears in her eyes. She did not take the money. Both of us moved ahead. While entering the shopping center, my wife said, "I think she is not a beggar. You are a senior government officer; maybe she wants to get some work done through you."

"How does she know that I am an officer?" I was annoyed.

"It is possible that she saw you in your office,” my wife said.

I was feeling irritated. “Now you leave her and let's do shopping.”

After a while, as we came out of the shopping center, she was still standing in front of us with folded hands like before. Tears were flowing from her eyes, and her lips were trembling as if she wanted to say something. But she was so overwhelmed with emotions that no words were coming out of her mouth.

I took out a tenner and extended it to her, but she refused to take it. I said, “If you don’t want to take money, why are you following us?”

“Don’t talk to her like this,” my wife said and turned towards that woman. "I will give you more if you need more, but stop crying."

My wife opened her purse, but she refused with a hand gesture. Seeing the way she was crying, my wife became very sad. I thought if we stayed here any longer, my wife would also cry.

I got angry and said in a slightly louder voice, "I am not getting you. You are not taking money or telling us what you actually want."

I held my wife's hand and quickly moved towards the car. My wife said, "I don't know what the poor girl wants." There must be something serious so she is crying like this.''

''Leave it; stop talking about her now.'' I said irritably.

Although I was thinking about her, my thoughts were different. She was very beautiful. and looked even more beautiful while crying. If she had talked properly instead of crying, I would have definitely asked her to come to my office. By now I knew she was not a beggar. She had come for some other purpose.

“What are you thinking about now?”

'I was thinking about the office meeting that is going to take place in the evening.” I said softly.

“Don’t think too much while driving.” My wife said this in a taunting tone. .

The next day, when I came out of the house to go to the office, that woman was standing near the gate. There was a boy with her. As soon as I came out of the gate and moved towards the car, the woman came and stood in front of me. Like yesterday, she looked at me with pleading eyes.

My wife was not with me at that time, so I looked at the woman carefully. She was really very beautiful.

“What is the matter?” I said, “I am going to the office; whatever you want to say, say it quickly.”

“Sir, we have been going to your office for the last several days.” Instead of the woman, the boy said, “But your peon...”

“What is the matter?” I said, interrupting the boy. But my eyes were fixed on the woman's face.

“Her husband…” The boy said, “My uncle has been arrested by the police without any crime. She has been coming to you for days to get him released.” The boy quickly said, “Please get her husband released, sir. She has no one else in this world. My uncle is a very simple man. He has a stall at the place where the riot took place. The rioters ran away, but the police took my uncle away. Now they are demanding money to release him.’’

‘‘But what can I do in this? It is a police case. They will do whatever they have to do.’’

‘‘You can do a lot, sir.’’ the boy said pleadingly.

The woman looked at me pleadingly, then I said, “As for your husband if he is innocent, he will be released by the court.’’

‘‘Sir, I don’t know when the court will release him. If you want, you can get him released in five minutes.’’ the boy said in a low voice. ’’.

That woman was so attractive I wanted to call her to my office and talk to her. I gave my visiting card to the boy and said, “This is my card. You come to my office, maybe I can get your work done.’’

I went to the office, but while looking at the files, I kept remembering that woman. I felt that she would come.

The next day, when I reached the office, I saw that woman and the boy standing in front of the office gate. As soon as I got out of the car, both of them came to me.

"Okay, come to my cabin after ten minutes.

After ten minutes, both of them were sitting in front of me. The boy repeated the same story. I did not pay much attention to what he said. I knew about the riot that had happened. I also knew that the real culprits in that case were at large.

I called the station officer of the area where the incident had happened. The officer told me that no report had been filed against the woman's husband. I said, "Don't take any action against him until I call again."

I disconnected the phone. As soon as I hung up, the boy said, "Sir, he did not do anything."

"Have you seen the stationery shop outside?" I asked the boy.

"Yes, that bookshop." The boy said.

"Yes, you go and get a roll of paper from that shop. After that, I will tell you what to do."

When the boy left, I looked at the woman with lustful eyes and said, "I will get him released, but you will have to do something for me too."

She immediately knew what I meant. I saw the changing color of her face. Besides, women understand what a man wants in such cases.

"If you do not listen to me, then your husband will go to jail for at least 3 years. The police have booked him in a riot case." While saying this, my eyes remained fixed on the woman's face, and I was trying to read her.

I further said, "If you want your husband to come home, then meet me at the next bus stop from the office at four pm today. If you don't come, I will think that you don't want your husband to be released."

The woman kept sitting with her head bowed down. Her lips were trembling, but no words were coming out. I kept waiting for her response. When she did not respond, I knew that her silence meant consent.

I said, "You come there alone. If someone is with you, I will not stop."

She nodded her head in agreement and bowed her head. I kept praising her beauty until the boy came. But she did not show any sign of happiness by looking at me. After the boy came, I said, "I will try to get your uncle released by tomorrow."

After both of them left, I started finishing my office work, but she was the one on my mind. At exactly four o'clock, I reached the bus stop. I was about to open the door and get out of the car when I saw her coming towards me.

After a while, I was going towards the flat, which I had taken for this purpose. Throughout the way, neither that woman opened her lips nor I said anything.

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After reaching the flat, I had a peg of whisky, which increased my desire. When the devil inside me woke up completely, I extended my hand towards her and said, "I was not at all sure that you would agree so easily. I think you love him very much, and you could not see him going to jail."

I was talking, and she was sitting motionless like a statue, staring at the floor. I put my hand on her shoulder and pulled her towards me. She immediately fell on the bed and closed her eyes.

The next day, when I reached home at around seven in the evening, I saw that woman, a man, and my wife were sitting in the lawn and drinking tea. On seeing me, the man stood up and came to me and thanked me. I glanced at the woman. She was sitting quietly.

When I looked at the man, his eyes showed gratitude by thanking me again and again. He was saying, "Sir, I will never forget this favor of yours."

Now I did dare face him. I wanted to get rid of him and go inside the house. But my wife said from behind, "Where are you going? This poor lady has been waiting for you for so long. I am so proud and happy."

I turned around and looked at my wife. She was looking very happy. I said, "I am not feeling well. I want to rest a little." I quickly went inside and collapsed on the bed.

A while later, my wife came and said, "You know, that poor lady is dumb. That is why she was not able to speak and tell what atrocities they faced. That is why she brought her husband along to express her gratitude. She was saying that if he had gone to jail, no one would have supported her."

Can you guys imagine what mental situation I am going through right now?