chapter 64

I had started working as a wife in the house of Raj. I started cooking food, cleaning the house and washing the clothes as much as possible. I was also a student of tenth class, I had to study too. My life was becoming boring and more boring. One day, I was washing Raj’s clothes. Negative thoughts started crossing my mind, I don’t know what to call them negative thoughts or just a reality. I thought, “What am I doing here? Why am I washing the underwear of Raj? Did I marry him to wash his underwear? What about my life? My dreams?”“Now, during the day, I am in school. In the evening, I wash his dirty underwears huh! When I married him, I thought my life would become heaven-like. I would be with my love. We would talk under the moonlight. We would enjoy sex every night. But where have all these things gone? Why am I feeling like living with my mom again?”“My life was much better when I lived with my mom. I had nothing to do except studying. Cooking, cleaning and washing, everything was managed by her. I was absolutely stress free. And now? I have to do everything. Raj is not even capable of taking care of himself. What will  he take care of me?”“Whether I clean the house or not, he never cleans the house. He is only good in his studies but he is very lazy in managing household chores. He can live in the dirty house but I can’t. I didn’t know about these things of Raj. We never even talked about that. All these difficulties are unexpected. I never even dreamt about these things. Raj sometimes even avoids taking showers! Phew! How can he do that?”“Perhaps, these things are making my love disappear from my life. I don’t want to stay here any longer. I want to go back!”Raj entered the house with the kitchen things in his big bag. He brought many spices, sugar, chillies, vegetables, cheese, potatoes, tomatoes etc. In the second bag, he brought chocolates, maggi, marconi, pasta etc. While he entered the house, he didn’t even look at me. I also didn’t look at him. In his mind also, many thoughts were running. He thought, “Where have I trapped myself? I never thought it was going to be very difficult. When I was alone, I could eat whatever I wanted to eat. Sometimes, I just buy a burger, eat it and sleep. I never cared if I had drunk milk or not. But now, I can’t behave carelessly.”“I have to take care of her. She likes to drink milk and eat maggi, pasta and marconi. I have to take care of everything she likes. I also have to talk to her even when I don’t like talking to her. When we were connected only on the phone, at that time moments came, when I wanted to take some rest, when I didn’t want to talk to her, I would easily lie to her that I am busy, I won’t be able to talk.”“But now, I can’t say like that. I have to sacrifice my rest, my time, just to keep her happy. But the matter of regret is that still, she is not happy. I am trying my level best to keep her happy but I guess I am failing. Now, see, I have come, she has not even looked at me yet. But I am a good boy and I will prove myself a good husband too. Divya is also a good girl. Perhaps, time is not going good.”I was sitting on the edge of bed. He came and sat beside me. He held my hand very lovingly and said, “Divya, I can see nowadays, you are not feeling good. Can I know the reason?”He touched the sore spot of my heart, my eyes became moist, tears started rolling down my cheeks. I said, “I want to go back to my mom, Raj!”He was shocked to hear that. Perhaps, his husband's ego got hurt. He said calmly, “Divya, now, you are my wife and I am your husband. You should not talk like that.”I cried and said, “Raj, I don’t know why, but I am not feeling happy here any more. I want to go back. I am feeling as if I made a wrong decision by coming here!”His heart shattered into pieces to hear that, “Divya, please don’t say that. It was your idea to get married. I married you because you wanted marriage. You wanted to live with me in a separate house. I accepted your this demand too. Now, we are living together as a husband and wife. What we are living now is a life of your dreams. You always dreamt of it. Now, you are living your dream. And now you are saying you want to go back home! You want to live with your mom! I can’t understand anything.”I cried and said, “Perhaps, I dreamt of a wrong dream!” He was stunned to hear that. My words hit him like a missile and he slumped on the chair with a thud. I looked at him. His face had become pale. I felt pity for him but I could not get up and console him. Perhaps, I wanted someone to console me. Perhaps, I wanted Raj to console me in my weak moment but he himself had become too weak to get up from his chair. For the first time ever, I saw a tear appearing from the corner of his right eye. Neither did I do anything wrong nor did he. Nobody was in the wrong but still none of us was happy. Was it the game of time? Were our decisions wrong? Were we not able to handle our emotions? Were we not able to handle our responsibilities? We didn’t even know what was the right question to ask ourselves, let alone finding the right answers.(It will be so nice of you, if you leave at least a single word comment and please don't forget to follow me and become my superfan. You will be able to read all the locked parts of all my series for free and you will also be able to chat with me and my superfans directly.)