SRUTHIâThis is my housekeeper, Jaya,â Madhav introduces me to a forty-plus woman. She is plump and short with hair greying in the roots and the ends black. Her face is lit with a friendly and curious smile. âAnd Jaya Ma, this is Sruthi, myââ Madhav starts but the woman waves him off with a flick of her hand.âAye, Aye, I know. She is your wife for whom you harboured feelings all these years. I am done hearing those words. I am not interested in your love story that they keep playing in the news. I am more interested in knowing about her. Nice meeting you dear,â she speaks in a jovial tone. I instantly like her. I can see why Madhav is fond of her. This woman has something about her that makes people trust her. Maybe it is the genuine smile or the honesty with which she speaks but it is refreshing for me to meet people like her who donât talk only for the sake of benefit.âIt is my pleasure,â I reply with a smile.âYou donât have to be so formal with me,â she says with a shake of her head.âAlright then, I will head to the office. Just donât bore her with your childrenâs stories, Jaya Ma,â teases Madhav with a knowing smile. Jaya looks mock offended before shooing him out of the kitchen. âDo you have kids?â I ask the older woman.âI do,â she answers. âThree. One boy and two girls.ââWhat are their ages?â I ask.âThe boy is turning nineteen this year and the girls are fifteen and thirteen.ââWhat does your husband do?â I ask.âHe passed away in an accident after my last daughter was born,â she says in a matter-of-fact tone.âI am sorry,â I say thinking how hard it must be for her to raise her three children of her own.âWhat are you sorry for? I am happier now than when he was alive. He never let me do my things. He wanted to keep me caged in the house and perform wifely duties. I obeyed him out of love and respect thinking that was the best thing to do. But only after he died, I realized how much I missed out on life. I didnât even know how to use a mobile phone when he was alive. I asked him to teach me but he dismissed me by saying that I donât have to learn things that I have no use for.âShe shakes her head, âThat doesnât mean I donât miss him. I do miss him a lot. When I see a couple out there or on a cold night when there is no one to keep me warm or when life becomes too complicated to handle, I miss him like crazy and wish he was here with me.ââThat is conflicting,â I comment sitting on the kitchen counter and watching her slice the vegetables.âOh dear! Love is always conflicting and complicated.ââ¤ï¸âð¥â¤ï¸âð¥â¤ï¸âð¥â¤ï¸âð¥â¤ï¸âð¥âI never guessed you are the girl Madhav was in love with all these years,â Jaya comments joining me on the dining table.My ears perk up at that. Wait! Did I hear her right? Was Madhav in love with someone for real? Or is this some sort of plan that Madhav came up with?âBut isnât he a playboy?â I ask with a frown. âOh! That is all the media bullshit,â Jaya dismisses with a wave. âTo my knowledge, Madhav never brought a woman home. Not even once. You are the first one and I know you will be the last one. That boy is loyal and fierce when it comes to love.ââHow did you know he was in love with a girl in the first place?â I ask. âKnowing Madhav, I am sure he wouldnât have told you that,â I bait in hopes of learning something. I am on a new mission of knowing about my husband. I donât know from where this insatiable curiosity to know things about Madhav appeared. But it did and I am going to satisfy it. âOh! The small things are enough for me to find out.ââLike what?ââLike Madhav not glancing at any other woman or declining every time a woman approached him. He used to stare at his phone and smile to himself. One time I dared ask him why he kept declining every woman who approached him and do you know what answer he gave me?â asks Jaya.âWhat did he say?â I ask hooked on the conversation. âHis exact words were, âNot every woman can become her.âââWho?â I ask leaning forward. âI asked that question and he smiled at me, Sruthi. It was a genuine smile. One filled with fondness and affection as he replied, âThe woman of my dreamsâ.ââAnd who is that woman?â I ask in frustration.âIt is you of course,â she says with a grin. âDidnât you realize it by now?ââUh! I did,â I lie. I cannot tell her the kind of marriage we had. âIsnât your birthday in June?â she asks.âNo, I was born in July,â I say.She frowns, âAre you sure? Because Madhav used to buy a gift every year in June. Once I asked him for whom the gift is and he replied, âFor the important woman in my life.âââYou never received any gifts from him on your birthdays?â Jaya asks watching me keenly.âI..no..I didnât,â I decide to go with the truth. âBefore a week, I had no idea that Madhav liked me too. We never properly interacted with each other. I was always nervous around him.ââOh, it happens when you are in love for the first time. I still remember how shy I would become whenever my husband came to speak with me before our marriage. It was the good old days that makes me miss him. Anyway, coming back to your story, what made you fall for Madhav?âI turn over the question in my head, âJust everything about him. There is not a single thing I can pinpoint,â the lie comes easily to me. âHow very romantic,â gushes Jaya but the sound of the cooker whistle takes her attention off me. She walks to the kitchen and I fall in deep thought. The only thing I gathered from our conversation is that Madhav loved or probably still loves some other woman. I need to know who it is. A feeling of bitterness settles in me as I think about the woman he loves. I have no right to feel betrayed. It is not like Madhav was promised to me. Our marriage happened in a flash and I never knew anything about him. I am such a selfish! I only wanted to keep my brother in his position then and didnât even think to consider his feelings about this marriage with me.The revelation of Madhavâs past ignites a fire within me, a mixture of bitter resentment and jealousy. Why did he agree to this marriage if his heart belonged to someone else? Why do men in my life always have anotherwoman in their hearts when they are in a relationship with me? I am not going to get my heart broken again. If Madhav does love another woman, then, I will make sure he gets together with her. I am going to confront him about it today.â¤ï¸âð¥â¤ï¸âð¥â¤ï¸âð¥â¤ï¸âð¥â¤ï¸âð¥
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