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It's me again. I know i am back too soon but kya karu couldn't help it.
I know i was gonna post a tragic one but then i thought it'll be at my best interest if i don't. You guys would be out to kill me if i posted it so here's another one. Don't worry, its not a sad one, its actually kinda funny. hope you'll enjoy it.
IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT
Twinkle switched on the stove, placing the pot of milk on the stove to heat for the tea. She bustled around the kitchen, getting the mugs and tea leaves as well as the tray. She placed them on the counter.
Her mind began to drift, as it usually did when she did mundane tasks such as this. She felt a small breeze caress her cheeks lovingly, and she blushed, feeling the ghost of Kunj's fingers on the side of her face. The heat on her cheeks spread through her entire body as she remembered the way her husband had looked at her as he had cornered her. She rubbed her cheeks in a futile attempt to stop the furious color that stained her cheeks.
"Twinkle! Puttar kya kar rahi ho?" She was snapped out of her thoughts by Bebe's stunned exclamation.
"Bebe?" Twinkle's confusion was cleared when she saw the bubbling pot of milk on the stove. Stifling curses, she hurriedly switched the stove off and took the pot off. She looked in absence at the mess she had created, not protesting as Bebe pushed her aside, telling her that she would make breakfast for the day.
Twinkle diligently ironed Manohar's shirt, focused intently on her task. She slowly and methodically ironed out the creases from the white top. She began to hum as she worked. She paused slightly as she felt her hair flutter slightly behind her.
She shivered slightly, biting her bottom lip as she remembered Kunj's hands finger comb her hair, tugging it teasingly as he made fun of her. The look he had directed at her as he had flirted with her had made her feel as though she was the only woman in his life, as though she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. It was only the smell of something burning and Usha's cry of surprise that brought her to her senses.
She looked down at the burnt shirt. She picked it up mournfully and looked at Usha through the hole she had inadvertently created in the once pristine piece of cloth. She wailed slightly at the barely contained amusement on her Usha's face. Usha shooed her away, telling her to make herself useful elsewhere.
Twinkle cleaned the windows of the house till they shone. She only moved on from one until she could see her reflection in it. It was a habit most found amusing, but one that kept the windows gleaming.
She stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Kunj's reflection behind her, a small smirk playing on his lips. She whirled around, but saw no one. She turned back, confused, still seeing him standing behind her. There was a gleam in his eyes, as though he was amused at her attempts to find him. The smile on his lips, that special smile she was sure he only directed at her, caused butterflies to erupt in her stomach. She moved on to the next window, her eyes never leaving the reflection of Kunj's. She raised her hand distractedly to spray water on the window. She looked out, completely horrified, when she heard and exclamation of shock.
Nikki looked back up at her, wet. Her wide eyes bore into Twinkle's own stunned ones.
"Twinkle, ye?" Nikki looked down at herself. She looked back up at Twinkle. "tum jaa ke araam karo, mai aaj ke kaam karti hu. tumhaari tabiyat shayad theek nahi hai."
Nodding meekly, Twinkle set her cleaning tools on the table, sending one baleful glare at Kunj's laughing reflection.
Twinkle prayed fervently that she would make no mistakes while making dinner. Even as she cut the vegetables, and as she began to cook them, she did not once allow her mind to drift anywhere from the task in front of her. She did not want to burn dinner for the family. It was enough that she had managed to make so much of a mess that day. And, she frowned to herself, it was all Kunj's fault.
"Kunj!" Usha's exasperated call elicited a small shriek from his wife, who jumped in surprise. Her hand fell on the side of the stove. She jerked her hand away, hissing in pain. She pouted at her burnt hand, barely hearing the conversation between mother and son that had resulted in this situation in the first place. Tears gathered in her eyes as she cradled her hand.
She switched off the stove with her un-burnt hand before turning the tap on and letting the cold water soothe her burns. She felt rather than heard her husband enter the kitchen.
"Twinkle?" Kunj asked. "Tum theek toh ho?"
Twinkle spun around angrily. "Nahi," she retorted. "Mai theek nahi hu." She showed him her hand, pulling back before he could reach out to hold it. "Pura din kharab tha, par maine socha ke shayad ab theek ho jayega, par nahi. Tumne toh mera saara din kharab kar diya. Sab ghadbad ho rahi thi, sirf tumhari wajah se!" She sniffed. "Maine tumhara kya bigada tha? Aaj joh bhi kiya sab kharaab ho gaya aur sab tumhari galti hai."
Her husband was utterly baffled. "Kya? Meri wajah se? Twinkle, mai toh pure din office mei tha. Tujhse gadbad hui toh issmei meri kya galti?"
"Office mei toh sab achha hi hua hoga na? Tumhara din toh theek hi hua hoga. Mera din hi kharab tha." She glared at him. "And I blame you for it! All of it!"
Kunj stared after his wife as she stormed out of the kitchen, completely lost."Ye Twinkle ko aaj ho kya gaya hai? A baffled Kunj thought to himself.
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