Bed of Roses- Part 27

Aunt Sheila watched me with stern eyes. It was like as if she was interrogating me. She hadn't been participating lately with our plan. She was busy with helping with her son's relocation work and also I didn't give her too many inputs. However I had reached end of my capabilities to stop the mishap. Now it depended on her.

She listened and didn't comment till I finished providing her the updates. When I ended my melodrama, she began her lecture, " I told you. You don't understand. She is smart....smart enough to understand your surprises. You should have given space." I sat as my mind drifted to other part of the world.

Her voice irritated me. The only way I could not get irritated was to distract myself. She didn't stop. She dragged and dragged the topic. If she ever participated in elocution, she would bag the first prize on speaking about how I was too illogical and insensitive for her niece.

Anyway I had to bear her for my love for Sherin. "Now we need to do something. This time you do my way.", she ended with the note that I should completely leave everything to her. It was funny to see her in light of fairy God mother. Unfortunately I didn't share good rapport with her.

" So we need to organise a party.", she said. "What! Party! Why?",I asked. I don't understand with Sherin's family's addiction to parties. There is party for any and every occasion whether it was good or bad according to them. These parties were usually surprise one. Aggh! So outdated!

"What do you mean why? Don't you want your wife back. The best thing we can do is pretend as if we were holding a party in name of my son's housewarming occasion. Then we can make her feel special and you propose her to marry you again.", she said. I argued, " I have proposed already and she said no. Did you realise that? Or did I just share boring story of someone else. You have already mentioned that giving surprises to her was not good idea." She looked at me as if she was going to gobble me up. Her rage looked obvious on her face.

(To be continued)

Bed of Roses- Part 26

I wish he didn't say that. Those words ached my heart. I pretended as if I was not affected. I was hurt. I loved him too. I didn't want to leave him. But if I didn't leave him now,he would never be happy. I was the reason for his sadness and I need to stay away from him.

I looked at his pleading eyes and turned away. If I looked at those eyes one more time, I would not be able to do what is right. Love is difficult. It is hard to leave the one I love. He stopped me again. I tried to release myself away from his tighten grip.

" Don't do this to us! I love you .. Only you! ", he said, once again he tried to stop me. "Why? You find me weak and inefficient. You should be with the one who matches your characteristics. I am not right for you.", I said, Atlast releasing from his grip. I ran as fast as I could. I didn't turn back.

                      **** Sorav's part ******

Again she left me with despair. Sweetness of our relationship has not yet died. But still she thinks that it is good for her to leave me because she is not good for me. I loved her. How do I make her believe that my heart still beats for her.

I drove back in search of her. Her absence took me back home where we continued to live in silence . I would make attempts to speak to her. But she would stay away from me. She had made barriers by not speaking to me and staying away from me.

My only hope was Aunt Sheila. My efforts had failed. Aunt Sheila.. I never wanted to approach her. I thought my love was more than enough to bring my wife back. But Aunt Sheila's witness can only make things better.

(To be continued)

Bed of Roses - Part 25

His kiss had taken me to the world I had thought never existed. The broken heart of mine was healing. It wanted to hold this moment for long time. But the reality struck me bad.

Suddenly I turned away from him.. away from the mirage I didn't want to get trapped again. "What happened, love?", he asked. "Please.. This is not right !"I said, trying to calm my emotions from out bursting. 

"Why? Did I do something wrong?", he asked, holding my face in his palm. Oh gosh! Why does he thinks like that? "No. It's my mistake. I am not what you want.", I said. I got up and walked out.

But he pulled me down towards him. I tried to take my hand out of his tight grip. But his grip got more tighter with my every protest. "Enough! You have been running from me too long.", he said.

I turned red due to two opposite reasons. 1. I was angry that he had stopped me now when I was close to my goal. 2. I was scared that he had got to know what I was up to. However I was still unsure of second reason.

"Where am I running?", I lied. " Then why are you acting like this as if you are leaving me. You can't leave me like this. I need you.", he said, hurting my heart.

(To be continued )

Bed of Roses - Part 24

Sorav started with surprises again. He had taken me to the sun set point during the weekend. Strange!! He had never given me surprises like this. He had never given surprises for my birthdays. This was indeed weird. Second surprise visit to our memory lane!

I was trying to give him the best while he is trying to act like we are normal couple. Why? At one point, he is tired of me and always complaining about my deficiencies. At the next moment, he is trying to be this sweet husband, showering love and affection. 

Why? What was he proving? Is he not happy with Sarah? Why is he spending time with me? I am not the one he is supposed to be with. I need to ask him , understand him and know what was going on in his mind. He has sending me confusing signals. Does he still love me? It cannot be.

The sun was setting. The sky was turning into mixture of orange and purple. The winds was turning chillier. As the sun was settling into it's invisible blanket for deep sleep, he got closer to me until the distance between us was nil. I could feel his breath.

He placed his hand on my shoulders and draffed me closer. I could feel the raising heart beats and sudden pain inside my soul that wasn't physical but was emotional. I wanted to cry and hold him. I wanted him to hold me and never leave me. I wanted him make those old promises again.

He looked at me for some time. What happened next was only due to overflowing emotions we had kept for so long time. He pressed his lip to mine. It was heavenly and I felt our love was reborn again. It was a kiss that we had shared years back.

( To be continued)

Bed of Roses - Part 23

I felt awkward. Awkward with my own husband ? Strange !! I do love him. Maybe I stopped expecting these moments. I was satisfied with the feeling of being ignored. This sudden attention should have made me happy. But I wasn't. It felt strange. Questions like why and what ran inside my mind.

I needed answers and I wasn't brave enough to ask him. I never questioned him. I sat while he got up and sang songs of love. It was an ironic of why he was singing or whom was he singing for. If it was for me, why now? I felt suffocated and secretly walked out for some air.

I walked and walked till I realised that I had gone too far. I had lost my way. My legs ached. I felt to the ground and gradually took out my high heels. I nursed my feet as well my heart. I cried inside as I couldn't shed any tears.

It hadn't been long when I felt someone place their hand on my shoulder. I hoped it wasn't Aunt Sheila. I don't know how she understands my emotional vibes. Whenever I need a hug, she's always there.

I looked back immediately. Again I was surprised. It was him. Sorav! Here! He would be last one to understand anything that was measured by emotions and love. I consoled myself. I didn't want him to notice any kind of my emotional awkwardness.

"What happened , my love?", he said, brushing my cheeks. I was numb except my heart beat thousands times. "Nothing! I am not keeping well.", I lied. " You fine?", he asked. "No.. I am fine! I am tired. I think we should go home.", I lied again. He looked at me suspicious and held my hand while we walked towards his car.

(To be continued)

Bed of Roses- Part 22

Today, I was supposed to meet Sarah. I was stunned to see Sorav instead of her. He was quite early than usual. What was he doing here? Why was he here?  Anyway, he must be here for some work. I walked towards him, wishing that he would answer all my questions without having to ask them.

Sigh! I knew this was distant dream. He wasn't very sensitive to other's needs unlike me. He was self centered and practical. He knew world better than me. I was simpleton in front of his eyes who had no idea of how world works. That's why Sarah was the best. She understood everything.

I was escorted by him towards his car. He didn't say anything. He didn't even answer my question when I asked him where we were going. He smiled and kept quiet till he stopped at Karoke club we used to spend our initial years of love affair.

We used to have fun. Our melodyless singing and his funny dance moves.. Those were days when our love was above our imperfections. But now our love was past. Our memories were history that was erased now.

Why did he bring me here? Did Sarah know about his plans? Was she here? How many surprises ? Why was he giving me these surprises? Did this mean he still loved me? Ridiculous me! Why would he love me? I was his wife and only wife who wasn't right for him.

Sarah wasn't there. She was at one of her friend's party. So it was only two of us. It was awkward. I simply stared and remained shy while he tried to pursuade me to sing. I wasn't ready for it.

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Bed of Roses - Part 21

I wasn't convinced. I smiled at times when I thought about our special night. But then her foolish thoughts play in my mind , spoiling and hurting my heart. I hate this waiting period. Unfortunately I have no other options. I sat on our couch as soon as I come from Aunt Sheila'a place.

I wish I could create sweet wonderful moments like these  and prove my love to her.  However great scholars have stated - What is love when you have to prove it to one you love. So is my love not strong enough to reach my love? I am waiting for the day when she will understand how much I love her.

                                    **** Sherin's Part ****

What was happening? Here I was helping my love to get his dream girl. Something wrong was happening. God wasn't helping me. He had created blocks in my life.

I wanted best for him. I wasn't right for him. Sarah was perfect. Even if we were together, we were not compatible with each other. Love is sweet and bitter. The sweetness as well as pain lies in sacrifices.

He had come from work. He hadn't spoken a word. He was quiet. It looked like as if he was thinking deeply about something that I was unaware. Who was I? I was nothing. To world's eyes, I was his wife and nothing more.

I drank my tears. I didn't want him to know what hell I was going through. So I did my usual duties without even caring about asking him about what he was thinking.

(To be continued)