Hey there all the lovely people.
Here is the mad part 3. I am seriously asking for chappals. 😆
Part III
Kanak pinned him to the floor and lay on top of him, looking into his eyes said," don't you ever leave me alone like that again".. she lay her head on his chest, her energy draining and surrendering herself in to his arms. Her hands crossed over and held him in a deathly grip, as if she loosened for a moment, he would disappear again. Silent tears rolled from her eyes on to his chest. Those tears bore holes in his heart. He hadn't thought of anything, he had just come to get her to eat something, he hadn't anticipated her wrath.. the way she hit him and pinned him, he just took it all in, unable to react just thinking of providing her any relief he could. Anything he could do to soothe her calm her. Her arms were snaked around him. He knew she wouldn't let go, so he let her be. He patted her hair, calming her rage, the storm that was a Kanak.
They lay that way for an eternity, Kanak didn't give in an inch, she just held him as her life depended on it. Uma said softly "Kanak" and she just replied " hmm" and he knew she was still awake, he would try to get her to eat... no matter how much he hated the thought of moving her, his world in union with him. "Kanak my back hurts", he tried to tease her. " good for you", she replied tautly. He tried again a few minutes later " thankfully you didn't eat anything today, or else I would have been crushed". "Oh really, I will crush you now all the more", she got up and picked up the plate and started to eat, she stopped midway and looked at him. She asked did you eat, he nodded, so she could eat and let him wallow by himself... the space between them was mere inches, she still held his arm, but the distance he had created seemed miles long. "Kaisey pati ho tm, biwi subha se bhooki bethi thi, aur tm ne akele Khana bhi kha lia?" Kanak questioned him and kept the plate back.
"I am not a good husband" he replied casually, looking straight into her eyes. Kanak started crying again and hugged him, burying her face in his chest and sobbing. He was taken back by her reaction, he hadn't meant to be harsh but Anything he did backflips on him.
"Why do you always have to ruin everything, why do you have to be so blunt all the time" she asked, "why can't we be normal? I know you are MCP, but still I accept you as you are, then why are you ruining our life?", she ranted. "I have only brought ruin upon you, that's why you have to go", he replied holding her close to him, for him it might have been the last time she was this close to him. His words sunk in and Kanak's anger erupted again, "I would rather die" she pushed him away, got up and left the room.
He located her in his library, mixing a few potions. "What are you doing?", he inquired. She moved away and continued mixing random herbs together. He held her hand and shook her and inquired again " what are you doing?" "Zehar bana rahi hoon" she replied forcefully. "Give that vial to me right now, he shouted. "don't shout", Kanak replied, " ye lo ye tmhare liye hi hai, tmhe Kya laga mey ye zehar khud k liye banaya hai, no mr this is for you, pehle tmhe maron gi then only I will leave" ... he was stunned by her response... he didn't know how to react, to roll on the floor laughing at her words or to drink and get done with everything... Kanak was the most unpredictable thing that ever happened to him, he could never second guess anything about her, she surprised him at every moment of life. But she was not his to keep, she couldn't be owned.
To be continued...
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