Drabbles: 30. Episode XXXI- Return of the Jallad (Pg 95) [Note Pg 98] - Page 7

Originally posted by: anobserver

Lovely idea and a lovely way of conveying your ideas! The drabbles, I mean. You have caught a tale bug, tattle-tale. My apologies for tattling here.😊

So, this Major has a wife (as is now very clear from the last drabble)!

Who is Sunaina? Very curious to find out the truth about the mother. And which of Parvati's beliefs about the BSD would the *truth* confirm? 🤓

Tattle away your tale, tattle-tale.

Uncertainties

How dare he order her about?

Paro lifted the pale blue skirt from the half packed trunk and took it back to the wardrobe.

Well, it was his house and his room. And ordering people around was what he did best.

She took it back to the trunk.

But she was his wife and that meant that she had as much right to this room as he did.

She shook the skirt out and walked away from the mess of clothes on the bed.

But their relationship wasn't real. He'd only married her to protect her.

She folded the skirt up again, and slowly leaned down in front of her trunk.

To be honest, the need to protect her wouldn't have arisen if he hadn't been so foolhardy and stubborn. He owed it to her.

She rocked uncertainly on her heels.

But circumstances hadn't really allowed him much of an option. And he had always looked out for her. No matter how much trouble she'd brought along.

Paro planted her knees on the floor and decisively placed the skirt inside the trunk.

She picked up a deep purple chunari next and began folding it.

His harsh parting words from four days ago echoed in her ears.

"I've had enough of your nonsense. I don't know what game you're playing at by staying here. Now that the matter is very nearly resolved and Tejawat has been taken into custody, you are no longer in any danger. There is absolutely no reason for you to continue with this farce. So I'm giving you four days. I will be away on some official work for the same duration. When I return, I don't want to see your face or any of your things in my room."

She would do as he'd told her to. One last time.

It never occurred to her that her train of thought wrapped around what he desired, as opposed to what she did.

She would leave and he would never see her again. Thank the lord. She would never look into that funny mirror again. She would never hand him his tea again. She would never place his freshly washed and ironed kurtas and uniforms in his wardrobe again. She would never argue about his disrespectful ways again. And he would never have the opportunity to throw his sarcastic barbs at her again. She would--

"Parvati Bhabhi! Rudra Bhaiyya's been declared missing by the BSD. The mission he'd gone on apparently went wrong and it's been two and a half days since they lost contact with him."

As Sunehri's tearful voice interrupted her ramblings, the chunari slipped through her nerveless fingers and landed in an untidy heap in the trunk.

Maa Trisula, what if she never saw him again?

Wow!! Simply outstanding!!! I love the way you describe everything!! Keep writing!! Love it:)

So beautifully written..
Can feel Paro's heart sinking in an uncertainty ..
U have an intense style of writing , just loved it thoroughly :)

Hes missing? :o
Unknowingly fate has drawn them even closer, maybe she would have left him and somehow been unable to return back to him but him going missing has made sure that she wont leave his side for even a moment after they find him..They will find him na? :/ :)
Loved the chap! :)

😭This is soo sooo very unfair, that u left us dangling in a cliffhanger.

please don't make paro leave..that would break my heart...i so want rudra o return back and find out that she has not abandoned him..his perceptions about women need to change & only paro can do that...do update asap...

Beautiful! You have a way with words.

I've been reading yr drabbles, it's amazing!