She looked the happiest dressed in her tissue tee and yoga bottoms. Luscious curls flying under the aromatic air of the kitchen fan, big smile adorning her gradient pink lips, one look into her doe eyes was enough to make me fall in love over again. I wish treasured her presence in my life. Her fingers pressing against my collar, her tiptoes greeting my tired feet, her kiss waking me in the morning- I wish I knew she was irreplaceable before I let her go.
As we sat on the opposite ends of a corporate round table, I realized both how much I loved her and how bad I had messed up. Our wedding ring was no longer on her finger but she held on to the challa I gave her with my first salary. The beat up silver of its band spoke volumes of its past.
"It isn't much", she'd said as she kissed my first gift for her. "But it is more than enough for me. Money or not, you'll protect me. I have faith". I still remember her hiding in the moldy basement of a fixer-upper apartment, making hot-cakes to sell at school. I'd buy a dozen a day just to give her business.
"You idiot, you hardly have any money", she'd curse when I stole from my mother for her. It took me a year just to get on her good side. Eventually, she saved up enough to let me move in to a dingy rooftop flat downtown. Truth be told, she was always the courageous one. Taking up every odd job a girl could handle and more, she taught me everything I know about business.
Even though we stand at crossroads today, I know I would never be the icon I am without her. Her drive to fight pulled me up from the dumps. Her tenacity kept me going through the tough times. Even when I got tired of our pouring failures and did nothing but laze around, she was ready rain, shine, or snow. She'd pick up after my mistakes, cleaning up whatever mess I'd left behind.
"I am your wife and it is my job to clean up after you. To clean up, and put food on the table", she'd say.
"And what's my job?" I had naively asked.
"Your job is to protect me. Don't worry about failing, you can fall back on me. Don't worry about making money, I earn enough for the both of us. Get powerful enough to protect me. But not so powerful that you forget me".
Unfortunately Madhu, your Rishabh has done just that. He's become so powerful that he forgot you. He's so swallowed up by his pride that he cannot see the destruction right in front of him.
"I am sorry Madhu, I could never protect you. Not then, not now", I said as I passed our company agreement toward her.
She nodded in consent but the bystanders looked at us wide eyed. No one but the two of us understood what I meant. With a flick of the pen, Rishabh and Madhubala were torn apart once again.
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