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His eyes turned into saucers when he saw her for the first time. And when he saw what she was offering him, he was on cloud nine. He simply loved candy-floss! But the moment she kissed him on his cheek he wiped it clean.

Kush didn’t like girls kissing him, yet! In his entire life of nine years he had allowed only his mother to cuddle him and kiss him. He loved being held by her. Oh, how he loved it! But it was more than a year now since she did any such thing. He blamed himself for being naughty and requested God often to send his mother back. He promised him he would behave himself and never, ever upset his mother. But God never listened to him. Now it was only him and daddy. And daddy too had changed since mom went away. He rarely smiled and was keeping himself busy all the time. Though he played with him and also told him stories at night, Kush’s young brain analyzed that his father was also missing his mother the way he did!

But for the last couple of months, daddy had started smiling more often. Yesterday he even whistled while making him the breakfast. Kush felt good. He missed his mother but he wanted his daddy to be happy, very happy!

Daddy said that one of his friends was coming home for dinner tonight and so he had to complete his homework earlier. Kush loved guests. And the attention they showered on him.

And true to that this sweet aunty got him candy floss. He loved candy floss, but that I have already mentioned earlier.

She seemed to be sweet and talked and laughed a lot. And daddy, too, was laughing a lot. It’s been so long ago that daddy had laughed like this that Kush didn’t even remember.

He sat there with them eating his candy floss and sulking. Usually he would not sit with his daddy’s guests for long. But today he refused to budge. He didn’t know why he was suddenly feeling so low and why his eyes were brimming with tears.

“That Lady”‘s visits became more frequent and Kush started feeling alienated. His temper tantrums increased. Daddy was at lost. He didn’t realize what was wrong with Kush suddenly. He was getting worried. He tried to talk to Kush, he tried everything possible but it seemed as if Kush had shut doors. When Kush didn’t light up while watching “The power rangers”, daddy couldn’t take it any more.

“Kush, I want to have a talk with you, a man to man talk. Can I trust you?” daddy asked.

“Man to man?” Kush looked at his father, a bit confused, but intrigued. This was the first real response daddy got from Kush in weeks. He got strength to go on further.

“I am in a dilemma. And I need advice from you. I think you are the only person who can help me.”

Kush didn’t know what to say but he was all ears now and felt very important as his father thought him to be his confidante. He looked at daddy intently and urged him to go on.

“You know Jui, the friend of mine!”

Kush got tensed at the mention of “That lady”. Daddy felt the reaction and was now doubly sure about the problem. He had hit the bull’s eye.

“I am thinking whether I should continue my friendship with her. I do like her company but… you know, I am not really sure. She is a girl, you see!”

Kush’s face lit up. Daddy felt a tug at heart.

“I like her a lot and she seems to be the best friend I had in a long time. But I am not very sure. What do you say?”

Kush was in a dilemma now. He had not anticipated this.

“I think you are the only person whom I can talk to and can rely on the opinion. Do think and tell me.”

With that daddy bade good night with a peck on his forehead.

Kush’s little heart went into topsy-turvy. He sat there for a long time and thought “hard”, as hard as a nine year old could think.

But before he went for the sleep he had made the decision.

After a long time Kush slept with a big smile on his face.

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Sigh!

Posted on: December 22, 2008

“Hello!” Shree said in a huffed voice in to the receiver as she came running from the kitchen.

“Hi, Shree! This is Komal.” answered her best friend from the other end.

Shree was happy to hear Komal’s voice. Though they talked almost everyday, they never seemed to have any dearth of topics to be discussed or dissected.

“Hey, wait a sec, I will put off the gas and come!” Shree knew her conversation with Komal is not going to end before at least half an hour.

As they resumed their talk, Shree sensed that Komal was not in her jovial mood.

“What’s the matter Komal? You don’t seem to be yourself today.” Shree got worried.

“There’s something I want to tell you Shree, but don’t know how to!”

Komal was a chatter box and she never had qualms about anything in life. This was the first time Shree had heard her best friend in a dilemma.

“I am already worried for you, yaar! Don’t create suspense. Shoot!”

“You said Abhi was out of town yesterday, but I saw him in the late afternoon at CCD with a woman, in-fact a girl!” Komal blurted out. She didn’t know how to put this softly. She loved Shree too much to cause her any pain, but at the same time she didn’t want her to be cheated on.

Shree didn’t know what to say. Their conversation ended in less than 15 minutes.

She forgot all about her lunch and sat staring at the telephone. Shree was in a state of numb shock the whole day. She didn’t know what to do. She had trusted Abhi and loved him with all her being. And in their 5 years of marriage he too had given her everything or so she thought! Though theirs was an arranged marriage, she had fallen in love with this down-to-earth person from the first day they had met. And the love had grown deeper with each passing day.

Five years of their marriage went in front of her eyes like a film reel. And the more she thought, more she was resolved to save her marriage. She had trusted and loved Abhi and she still did.

Abhi was in for a pleasant surprise. It was a while since Shree took pains to look beautiful for her husband. And the gleam in Abhi’s eyes was worth the efforts. They went for the dinner and to a movie later that night. Abhi sensed shree’s nervous efforts to please him but he couldn’t understand the reason but he didn’t want the spell to break.

Shree too was basking in Abhi’s undivided attention and she forgot the afternoon’s incidence.

But when she talked to Komal the next day she suddenly remembered about their conversation and got a bit uneasy. Though Komal didn’t broach the subject, lest it would upset Shree!

Their conversation didn’t last for more than 5 minutes.

Shree didn’t want to offend Abhi but she wanted to know about that evening.

“I trust him!” she told herself, but the fact was that she was feeling insecure.

She didn’t know how to ask Abhi without looking like a nagging wife. Her task was made easy by Abhi himself.

“Arey, Shree, I forgot to tell you that I met that girl, what’s her name?”

 

“Which girl?” Shree’s heart missed a beat. She was all ears.

 

“The one who called repeatedly for the membership of that club!”

 

Shree sighed. She thought, he might tell about “that girl”.

 

“Unh… ok!” she had lost interest in knowing about some sales girl and her club.

 

“Actually, the day before, I came back from Baroda a bit early. So went to office and there she called again. They had planned some get together for the prospective clients at CCD. I had an hour or so at hand so thought of giving it a shot. But, you know, I was the only person who was on time.

She really tried to sell me the membership but I think it is quite expensive for us. Wasted my hour there!”

Shree couldn’t believe her ears.

“These girls and boys are very young. They study and do part time jobs…..” Abhi was telling Shree about the event but Shree was not there to listen to him.

She was on the cloud nine. She threw the T-shirt she was folding and gave Abhi a deep smooch to shut him up. Abhi was surprised at this sudden display of emotions. Of course, he wasn’t complaining!

Shree ran to the other room and picked up the phone to call Komal. Their husbands had to sleep alone till late that night!

Chatterboxes were chattering again!!

Ritu opened the drawer fifth time since morning and sighed again. A long, big sigh!! She remembered her neighbour’s comments and she backed off. Her eyes glistened. She knew she was over reacting but she couldn’t help but feel down.

 

She was the most beautiful girl of her batch when she was in college. And her beauty was even more endearing for she was totally oblivious to the fact that she stole a lot many hearts on the campus when she smiled and jerked her head back to keep her hair in place. Not surprisingly, she was the most sought after girl!

 

When she got “attached” to Kartik a lot of alcohol flowed in the boy’s hostel…

 

After 5 years of marriage to Kartik and a baby later now when she looked at in the mirror she couldn’t recognize herself. Well, almost!! She has put on at least 15 Kgs post delivery! She still looked charming and beautiful with that sweet smile and cherubic face. It was just that she had filled up a bit on her curves.

 

She had become a woman!

 

But every now and then somebody would comment on how she used to look in her college days and how she has changed now. Most of the time she would just smile but sometimes she felt bad, sometimes she felt enraged and sometimes she went into depression.

 

Kartik was always on her side. If he was around he would shoot his favourite dialogue,

 

“If you want a wife, your children’s mother, a best friend, a professional, a girl-friend, a cook; all wrapped into one and still expect her to be toothpick thin then probably you are asking for too much from a human being!”

 

But it was not always possible to make others understand how one feels when they talk without thinking.

 

Today was one such day. Ritu loved chocolates and she was gifted one by her best friend today. As she was about to open it, her nosy neighbour came and commented on how much weight she has put on and how it is not good for her to have chocolates and other high calorie food! She pushed the chocolate in the drawer but couldn’t push the thoughts which were rummaging through her mind!

 

“Was it her fault that she was genetically prone to put on weight?

 

Was it her fault that she was suffering from Hypothyroidism?

 

Was it her fault that even after taking regular treatment she was unable to shed weight?

 

Was it her fault that she hardly got time to exercise on a regular basis from her multiple duties of being a wife, a mother and a working professional?

 

Was it her fault that she could not diet as she needed those calories to keep her going?

 

Was it her fault that Indian females were made to be a bit voluptuous compared to their western and eastern counterparts?

 

Was it her fault that media was wrongly portraying toothpick thin models and showing that was the way Indian ladies are suppose to look?”

 

As she stood in front of her drawer, looking at her bar of chocolate longingly, warmth enveloped her from behind. Kartik had come home early with a gift for her – a beautiful skirt and a T-shirt from the “All size” store… He knew she would look beautiful, as always, in those floral clothes!

Khyaati woke up feeling strange. She was feeling dizzy and nauseated. She had had a late night yesterday with friends. After all it was Navratri and she loved Garba. And this time her parents were also not there to chaperon her!

 

She had gone to Garba organized at a club with some other colleagues and planned to enjoy thoroughly. After a few rounds Saket offered Khyaati a drink which initially she declined but she saw that she was the only one not drinking and she didn’t want to offend her new colleagues. She took a bottle of beer. She hated the taste and smell of it and couldn’t understand how people tolerated and even enjoyed such a horrible stuff!

 

But as the night passed and with more rounds of Garba she was offered some more alcohol and she went on obliging her so-called friends. She kind of liked that ‘cute guy’ who had joined them. Exhilarating music, colourful environment, seducing earthy smell and the effect of beer… Khyaati was having the best Navaratri of her life.

 

That is all she remembered!

 

She looked around and felt strange. Where was Ketki? With hurting head she got up and went to the living room. She saw the ‘cute guy’ sitting and watching TV. Was she hallucinating? She rubbed her eyes and looked again. He was still there.

 

“What is he doing here and where was Ketki?” She thought bewilderedly.

 

She stood there dumb founded and all sorts of thoughts passed through her mind in a fraction of second. Suddenly he turned towards her and gave a smile.

 

She would have died then and there looking at that handsome face and oh-so-sexy smile!

 

But suddenly she realized that he was in her house and her room-mate was nowhere in sight.

 

“What are you doing here? Where is Ketki?” She tried to sound stern.

 

“Ketki left yesterday with Saket and you were not in a position to come home alone, so I obliged!

 

Has anybody told you that you look like a princess when you sleep?

 

And you smell fabulous!” He said with a lopsided smile.

 

Was he teasing her, making fun of her? She was now really scared. She didn’t remember anything about last night. She was alone the whole night with him and ….

 

She didn’t want to think more.

 

She looked at him again. He looked decent. Nothing seemed amiss. She smiled tentatively.

 

He asked her to freshen up. She obeyed as if she was in a trance.

 

When she came out of the shower, he was ready with a big mug of coffee for her.

 

He was so ‘at-home’ as if she was at his place. He chattered non-stop and she instantly felt at ease. She forgot that they were meeting for the first time or she had to leave for the office or anything else existed!

 

She wished the time would stop here!

 

This is how a love-at-first-sight feels? She didn’t want to know, at least not now!


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