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Roshni nodded, wiping her trickling tears.
“Did you know that all these are my favorite dishes?” The aroma of all the foods in front of him drove him crazy, and he glanced towards her, and Roshni responded by again nodding her head.
“How did you know these are my favorite dishes?” He tried to cheer her up and make her talk to him. So far she was only responding with actions and expressions.
“You told me or…or I picked it up from your, I mean, our conversations,” she responded.
She served him, and then she started to serve on her plate when he removed one plate and looked towards her very lovingly. “Roshni, we will eat from one plate, and…and how about we feed each other?”
Roshni had tears in her eyes and again nodded at his question. Deepak leaned forward and wiped her tears. He placed one arm around her shoulder and pulled her to him.
“Deepak, I should not have said those things to you earlier. I am really sorry,” she apologized to him.
“It’s okay, Roshni. These arguments make our bond stronger.” He looked at her who smiled and wept at the same time. They fed each other the entire meal with Deepak enjoying every bit of it. Roshni felt satisfied that Deepak enjoyed all the dishes, and she felt a little lighter after she apologized to him.
After the meal they helped each other clean the table and kitchen. Roshni had the last couple of things to clean and she was near the refrigerator when he asked, “So Roshni, did you bring me a gift? Where is my gift?”
Roshni had not bought any gift for him. She turned towards him. “I did not bring any gift. What would you like?”
Deepak moved closer to her and looked into her eyes. “Hmm, I do need one thing.”
“What is it? If time permits, I can get it for you, or I can ask Sheetal to buy it,” she responded.
Deepak held her hands and looked into her eyes very passionately. “I need Roshni.”
“What? I mean, what did you say?” she exclaimed.
Deepak nodded that she’d heard right. “I need my Roshni.”
Roshni instantly pulled her hand from his grip and turned away, facing her back towards him. “Roshni belonged to you, but you did not want her…you distanced her.”
Deepak came behind her and held her hands from behind. He rested his chin on her neck and closed his eyes. “Roshni belongs to me, and I need her. Please give me my Roshni.”
Roshni moved further from him, but he wrapped his hands around her, hugging her from behind. She had no option but to stay close to him. Roshni closed her eyes and rested her head against his chest.
“Roshni belonged to Deepak, but now…she has gone away so far that returning may not be possible.”
Deepak still hugged her. He pushed her hair away from her neck with one hand, exposing it. He slowly bent down and snuggled, touching her neck and rubbing his cheek against hers, sending tingles down her spine; a fire was blazing within both of them. She was unable to control herself. She attempted to pull herself away from him, but he pulled her closer. With his eyes closed and enjoying the closeness, he said, “Everything is possible, Roshni.”
Looking at her from behind, he continued in a husky tone, “I’m sorry for all that happened between us, Roshni. I mean it. I love you, Roshni. Can you please give me one more opportunity? I want to make this happen. Please…give me one opportunity,” he said and rested his chin on her shoulder, and then he closed his eyes, snuggling in her hair.
Roshni forcefully pushed away from him; then she turned around and faced him. “Do you know what you’re saying? You love me!” She shrugged her shoulders and allowed her tears to flow down her cheeks. She moved closer to him and started to talk. She was full of anger and resentment.
“Do you even have the slightest idea of what I had to go through? It was so easy for you to say that you were not interested in me. Without hesitation you mentioned that I was a stranger in your life. Without any effort you said you were pressured into marrying me, and…and you did not want to marry me.”
Deepak looked and listened.
She paused and continued as she wept. “The day Babuji showed me your picture and said that my marriage was confirmed with you, that image stuck to my heart, and I started to love you, started imagining my life with you, our life together, our house, our future, kids and everything. Then all of a sudden, on the night of Suhaag raat, I heard from you that I was not your choice and that you were forced into this marriage.”
Looking straight into his eyes, she moved a step closer and started pushing him away, then started to gently pound her hands on his chest. She continued venting her feelings with tears flowing down her cheeks. Deepak tried
to hold her hands, but she forced them out of his.
“In a moment, in a flash of a second, all my dreams were shattered, my ego, my morale was crushed to pieces, and do you even realize what I had to go through? No, Deepak, no, you don’t! It was so easy for you to say what you said that night. Did you even think you were talking to a human being! I don’t think so! How can anybody be so rude to a wife on the first night itself? What were you thinking…a toy wedding or a fairy tale? We were two human beings, grown-up human beings, and…and you decided to break the relationship in a second! How could you? How could you?”
She continued to be a little violent, pushing him, and Deepak stood listening to her. Finally Roshni got the opportunity to vent her emotions that lay suppressed for so long. She grabbed his shirt with her hands and said, “I hate you. I hate you…for all that you said and did to me. I hate you, Deepak…I hate you, Deepak.”
She wept when Deepak held her hands and pulled her to his chest. She resisted, but he forcefully pulled her and hugged her tightly and consoled her, and repeated, “I am sorry, I am sorry, Roshni!”
