Drabbles: 30. Episode XXXI- Return of the Jallad (Pg 95) [Note Pg 98] - Page 41

Just read all the drabbles...and I love them. They are brilliant. Wonderfully written, they explore and unravel all the complex emotions of the protagonists with so much sensitivity and beauty, that it makes for a very fulfilling reading experience. Thanks :)

I dont know how you manage to.write so much with so little words...👏

Originally posted by: meera30

Believe me when I say I was waiting for this piece?

I was and you did justice to it.

Is it just me or could you have changed this entire thing to read Ocean, Happiness and the other L woman and it would have still made sense?

Originally posted by: sabbrina

the best 👏

Originally posted by: meera06

You have given a wonderful tale on Laila!!

I actually feel so bad for her..

Wonderful!! Amazing!! Very well written. Just went through all the Drabbles. Each one is perfect. And keeps me wanting and waiting for more..

The Folly of Fools

"Parvati!"

Maithili continued rolling out chappatis with a poker face while Sunehri, who was an incorrigible romantic, giggled behind her novel.

The woman in question shot her elder sister-in-law an apologetic look, before abandoning the vegetables that she had been chopping and hurrying out of the kitchen.

"Parvati!"

"Aayi!"

Running into their room, one look at his forbidding expression told Paro that she was in trouble.

She cautiously approached the Demon standing near the bed with a scrap of paper in his hand.

"Ji?"

Her polite query only seemed to exacerbate his temper as the frown on his face deepened.

"You went to the fair yesterday."

It wasn't a question. Parvati cringed. Here we go.

"Ji."

She could almost hear him grit his teeth.

"Alone."

"Ji. You were at work, Sunehri was in college, and Jija was fasting."

"So you couldn't wait one more day for me to take you? You knew I'd be home today! I wouldn't even have known if I hadn't found your bus ticket! How many times do I have to tell you that you are not--"

As his decibel rose, Paro made a quick decision. Stepping forward, she wrapped her arms around him, resting her head on his shoulder. She felt him stiffen momentarily, before he returned her embrace, drawing her closer.

"Don't be angry. The fair wrapped up yesterday. If I had waited till today, I wouldn't have been able to go at all. It was in the next village-- nothing could possibly have happened to me."

His fingers dug into the bare skin of her back and waist with deliberate possession.

"You are my wife, Parvati. Is it so hard to understand that? Understand that I have enemies? Understand that they may use you to get to me? Understand that when I say something, it is not without reason?"

The tight sarcasm in his tone told Paro that he knew exactly what she was doing, and that it was not working.

A tiny furrow of annoyance gathered on her brow. It was just a fair! It's not like she had gone to Jaipur by herself! Everything was working out now-- and who would dare attack Major Rudra Pratap Ranawat's wife in broad daylight anyway?

She pulled away from him, chastised.

"I'm sorry. Can I go back to the kitchen now? Jija needs my help."

He studied her face carefully, the anger gradually subsiding on his.

"Paro..."

She heard him sigh and looked up expectantly.

"Nothing. Go back to your Jija."

He returned to the paperwork lying on his table.

After hovering uncertainly for a minute, Paro walked out of the room just as quietly as she had entered it.

He slammed a file down on the table a little harder than necessary.

How was he to explain to her that it wasn't just external threats that he was worried about? How would she appreciate that the greatest threats to their fragile, budding relationship lay in the same bedroom, in the same bed?

smooth... lovely update...just leave me thirsty for more.👏

Great update as usual! I absolutely love how quick you update!
But I was a little confused at the ending paragraph - "How would she appreciate that the greatest threats to their fragile, budding relationship lay in the same bedroom, in the same bed?" Was he talking about himself or his distrust in the fact that she would run away at some point? Hopefully you'll clear that up in the next one?