They came
from different worlds. They were totally different, totally opposite. But just
as it was told in the famous fairy-tale, they were meant to be together. And
they were together. Happily ever-after.
And thus
the story began…..
She quickly
packed his lunch. Rice in one box and daal in another, and ran towards the
door, locking it behind her. She started with a long apology note as soon as
she got into the car, narrating the reasons for delay. He only smiled and drove
ahead. For the entire journey, she led the conversation. He only responded
intermittently.
His weekend
plans were lack-luster. He preferred staying at home, glued to his tv and books,
content with simple meals she would prepare. She was a free-bird, waiting to
explore and experience everything outside the four walls of her air-conditioned
high-rise office building. She called it her time in the ‘real world’. But he
always accompanied her.
On a lazy
evening, she would play songs, would dance around the house, could be seen
humming a tune. When in a good mood she would prepare elaborate meals. When pensive,
it was two cups of coffee. And he always watched this from the corner of his
eyes, meekly smiling. He simply adjusted his mood and behavior to compliment
hers.
On special occasions
she would plan elaborately. From surprise gifts to sumptuous meals. From untold
desires to unseen needs, she would get him everything she could think of. When it
was his turn, he would become clumsy and confused, guilt weighing heavy on his
heart.
It was
their wedding anniversary. They were spending it in a quiet resort, away from
the humdrum of city life. Just the two of them, staring at the row of trees from
the balcony.
“You must
be feeling bored. I am sorry if I disappointed you.” He finally broke the silence.
“But I am not boy-friend material. I can’t plan exotic vacations, candle light
dinner, can’t buy red roses or mush greeting cards. Its just not in me.” ☹
“And that
is why I decided to marry you and not have a passing affair.” She winked. ๐
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