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I will continue here until the weekend
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Part 194 C
Sunday Sep 30th 2012
Vasant Kunj
11:15 AM
She woke late after yet another nite of tossing and turning. Sleep seems to be the most elsuive commodity in her life only after her husband ofcourseâŚ.
She lay in bed, two empty tea cups lay on the side, the Sunday newspaper a rustling mess all over the bedâŚâŚ
Ritu being in Udaipur Khanak really did not have a clue how she was supposed to get thru the weekend.
She picks up her phone and scrolls up and down through the call list
Pauses on her husband's number, she knows he must be awake, wonders what he might be doing.
Tennis? Swimming? Or those rarest of rare occurances, taking Dadi to Siddhi Vinayak? Dad must be home, they might be hanging out in the rec room, HL must have fixed a huge breakfastâŚâŚ. The baby must be creeping and climbing over stuffâŚâŚ.
Mom must be narrating some encounter from the previous day, Sunil would smile and roll his eyes, her husband would text, be on the phone or just joke with Akki over how women can notice what kind of earring clasp someone is wearingâŚ..
She reminisced about various such weekend mornings, Dadi would sit by her and hold her hand and ask her about her week.
Her husband would act like he is not paying attention but would quiz her about something later in their room.
"Aap meri baat kyon sunte rehte hain?" she would complain
"Because you say so little, who ever you speak to, I feel like listening"
He would finish her chai, eat off her plate, subtle intimacies would send both their hearts soaringâŚâŚ
Dadi would urge him to quit teasing her, he would say he was just being "himself"
When he would leave the rec room, Dadi would force her to leave, she would blush and stay backâŚâŚ..
He would holler her name pretending to locate something, and Dadi would arch her eyebrows as if saying "I told you, you should have gone with him"
They both would step out of his room many days after 2 or 3 PMâŚ..
"My fave trio" he would chuckle
"A game of tennis, brunch and mid morning --- make for a great weekend"
"Mine was doing laundry, making poha and dusting cobwebs" she would respond
"the next time I find a damp towel on my bed I am going to throw it in the sea" she would threaten
It would excite and arouse him to hear her say "my bed", the ultimatum would fall on deaf ears ofcourse.
He would constantly mess up the room, she would tidy itâŚâŚ. She would spontaneously mutter something in Gujarati when doing it. He would listen carefully catch some words and repeat them while making love.
The only time he would speak in Punjabi would be when they would make love, like it was their private mode of communicationâŚâŚâŚ.
She dialled homeâŚâŚ..
Bai picks up and says "Kaisi ho beta?" in the most compassionate tone in Gujarati.
It sends rivulets down her cheeks
"Hoon" she says for lack of a better wordâŚ..đđ
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