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Raman came back early from office to work on some project. He tried very hard to concentrate on it, while he was in his cabin, but things didn't seem to work out.So, he picked up the relevant files and got back home to work with a fresh mind.
The thought of going back home was a pleasant one for him, unlike before. He cherished going back home, it was mainly because of his wife. All the other members of the Bhalla family had been living in the house even before, but he was always jaded with the idea of home. But now, antithesis of that situation had occurred.
He parked his car and with an extremely dejected expression started climbing the stairs. He was disappointed to not find her red car parked.He knew she was in the clinic, for a minute he thought he should call her, but then the assumptions she would make and he really didn't have a reason to call her. What would he say?. Come home because your husband is back. He wasn't the male chauvinistic type,he was quite respectful of her work, though he never showed or said that to her.
He walked to his room, took a shower and changed into something comfortable and sat on the bed with his MacBook.The work he was struggling with, still seemed drab to him.He was a workaholic, no doubt about that but something was lacking. He was getting irritated for no rhyme or reason. So what if she wasn't home? It's her usual time, he was the one who landed up home early.
He gave that thought a rest, and switched on the television. After random scrolling of channels for about 30 mins, the doorbell rang, there was an uncanny smile on his face. She entered the bedroom and was befuddled to find him home so early, she asked " when did you come home?"
He responded with his usual baritone " A while back" and looked away switching on his laptop. His current expressions and abrasive tone made it imperceptible for Ishita to guess what her absence meant to him.
She got on with her usual household chores and he started with his work, this time without any restlessness or distractions, he was able to work on the much delayed project, he carefully analysed the figures and was working well on his presentation. When she entered the room and locked the door.
He gave her a puzzled expression as to what the hell was she up to?
She simply said " I am sorry, to bother you, but actually Romi is in the washroom for the past one hour and I really need to change this saree and get into my night wear, so I was thinking I'll change here.
Don't look back? Okay?"
His face formed a big Oval shape.He was fazed by her words and more by her callous tone.His wife was about to undress herself in his presence and he did not have a right to look at her. He didn't know if he should be befuddled with the fact that she was just about to undress herself or curse her for not allowing him to look.
Ishita on the other hand, trusted him more than anyone, she knew if she asked him not to look, he wouldn't dare to do that. His chivalry wouldn't allow him to do that, he was too good a man to retort to cheap traits like that and she knew it.Hence, she was more than comfortable, after all she was with her husband who never lied to her almost!
She again asked " okay Raman? "
This time he responded " uhmm yeah" and looked away to his laptop. He was facing towards the wall of their bedroom with his laptop in front and she was right behind him, his back faced her front.
That day,One of the most mendacious acts was committed by now not so mighty Raman kumar Bhalla, he immediately switched off his laptop and a black screen showed in front of him,he adjusted the angle and now he could spot the reflection of his wife on the screen.His mind filled with feelings of compunction. It was wrong!his brain kept yelling, but his heart had a different story.
He watched her reflection as attentively as he could, the intricacy was missing, it was all black. But it was enough to arouse him, he saw her take off the palla, he gasped in exasperation, then she touched her blouse and because it was probably a bit tight, she had difficulty taking it off, she moaned at the last bit " aooo" that moan was enough to set his pulse rising, he immediately changed his position to not hurt himself, precursor of that could be Ishita's moaning.
He wrenched the pillow nearby and bit it, to control his urges. He was a feeble man now and she was yet to take off her peti coat.This was just her reflection on the black screen,he was watching like a 12 year old who recently learned about po*n. When she bent to pick up her kurti, and he saw her twos bouncing he immediately jumped at the screen so as to grab them, he ended up hurting his finger, instead.
She heard the voice and said " kya hua"?
He could only manage saying ...hmm" he cursed " how the hell could she be so bloody insane? Who does that sort of a thing."? Phew He scrunched up the paper in his hand, in anger, exasperation, desperation and eerie.
His work was a trifling matter now,his eyes gawked at the screen like a teenage boy as his wife finished the task of getting into her nightwear, which she considered to be a menial job.
She finished and said "hogaya thankyou , I wonder how you acted so patient today, no taunts whatsoever. Haha! I am going to check on the dinner, come to the table in 30 and she left the room.
He was beleaguered by her presence, he was thankful she hadn't figured out his little mischief though he felt extremely guilty to have broken her trust but little could he do, the matter was such that all chivalry went down the drain.
Romi Bhalla was going to be beaten blue and black if he didn't come out in the next 2 mins.
Somebody needed a shower at the earliest ;)
Part 2 : Page 6
Part 3 : Page 11
Part 4 : Page 17
The thought of going back home was a pleasant one for him, unlike before. He cherished going back home, it was mainly because of his wife. All the other members of the Bhalla family had been living in the house even before, but he was always jaded with the idea of home. But now, antithesis of that situation had occurred.
He parked his car and with an extremely dejected expression started climbing the stairs. He was disappointed to not find her red car parked.He knew she was in the clinic, for a minute he thought he should call her, but then the assumptions she would make and he really didn't have a reason to call her. What would he say?. Come home because your husband is back. He wasn't the male chauvinistic type,he was quite respectful of her work, though he never showed or said that to her.
He walked to his room, took a shower and changed into something comfortable and sat on the bed with his MacBook.The work he was struggling with, still seemed drab to him.He was a workaholic, no doubt about that but something was lacking. He was getting irritated for no rhyme or reason. So what if she wasn't home? It's her usual time, he was the one who landed up home early.
He gave that thought a rest, and switched on the television. After random scrolling of channels for about 30 mins, the doorbell rang, there was an uncanny smile on his face. She entered the bedroom and was befuddled to find him home so early, she asked " when did you come home?"
He responded with his usual baritone " A while back" and looked away switching on his laptop. His current expressions and abrasive tone made it imperceptible for Ishita to guess what her absence meant to him.
She got on with her usual household chores and he started with his work, this time without any restlessness or distractions, he was able to work on the much delayed project, he carefully analysed the figures and was working well on his presentation. When she entered the room and locked the door.
He gave her a puzzled expression as to what the hell was she up to?
She simply said " I am sorry, to bother you, but actually Romi is in the washroom for the past one hour and I really need to change this saree and get into my night wear, so I was thinking I'll change here.
Don't look back? Okay?"
His face formed a big Oval shape.He was fazed by her words and more by her callous tone.His wife was about to undress herself in his presence and he did not have a right to look at her. He didn't know if he should be befuddled with the fact that she was just about to undress herself or curse her for not allowing him to look.
Ishita on the other hand, trusted him more than anyone, she knew if she asked him not to look, he wouldn't dare to do that. His chivalry wouldn't allow him to do that, he was too good a man to retort to cheap traits like that and she knew it.Hence, she was more than comfortable, after all she was with her husband who never lied to her almost!
She again asked " okay Raman? "
This time he responded " uhmm yeah" and looked away to his laptop. He was facing towards the wall of their bedroom with his laptop in front and she was right behind him, his back faced her front.
That day,One of the most mendacious acts was committed by now not so mighty Raman kumar Bhalla, he immediately switched off his laptop and a black screen showed in front of him,he adjusted the angle and now he could spot the reflection of his wife on the screen.His mind filled with feelings of compunction. It was wrong!his brain kept yelling, but his heart had a different story.
He watched her reflection as attentively as he could, the intricacy was missing, it was all black. But it was enough to arouse him, he saw her take off the palla, he gasped in exasperation, then she touched her blouse and because it was probably a bit tight, she had difficulty taking it off, she moaned at the last bit " aooo" that moan was enough to set his pulse rising, he immediately changed his position to not hurt himself, precursor of that could be Ishita's moaning.
He wrenched the pillow nearby and bit it, to control his urges. He was a feeble man now and she was yet to take off her peti coat.This was just her reflection on the black screen,he was watching like a 12 year old who recently learned about po*n. When she bent to pick up her kurti, and he saw her twos bouncing he immediately jumped at the screen so as to grab them, he ended up hurting his finger, instead.
She heard the voice and said " kya hua"?
He could only manage saying ...hmm" he cursed " how the hell could she be so bloody insane? Who does that sort of a thing."? Phew He scrunched up the paper in his hand, in anger, exasperation, desperation and eerie.
His work was a trifling matter now,his eyes gawked at the screen like a teenage boy as his wife finished the task of getting into her nightwear, which she considered to be a menial job.
She finished and said "hogaya thankyou , I wonder how you acted so patient today, no taunts whatsoever. Haha! I am going to check on the dinner, come to the table in 30 and she left the room.
He was beleaguered by her presence, he was thankful she hadn't figured out his little mischief though he felt extremely guilty to have broken her trust but little could he do, the matter was such that all chivalry went down the drain.
Romi Bhalla was going to be beaten blue and black if he didn't come out in the next 2 mins.
Somebody needed a shower at the earliest ;)
Part 2 : Page 6
Part 3 : Page 11
Part 4 : Page 17
Part 5 : Page 26
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