A Frigid Wedlock(completed)✔

chapter 19.

Since that day somewhere, those things hindered with the tempo of her life and positivity of their relationship. Not most of it,but a segment that she had achieved in the past few months .Not that she was upsed or hurt with anyone around her. But was a little speculative and reluctant about the way her life was going around. In actual sense, she was unhappy with herself, was unsatisfied with what she was doing at the present stage of her life. Personally, things were on track but professionally she considered herself out of the race in today's world. All her friends had surpassed her, but the position she stood on today was not satisfactory at all. For her, she did not even know this from her life. She was trapped in this situation due to many reasons . But does that mean that she could not fulfill her dreams? After all, how old was her age, 23 years! Is this is such an age that after the arrival of which a person should give up his dreams! She thought. And for her it is not just about dreams, nor about making a successful career. The girl she used to be, She wanted to regain that. She could relate to this version of herself. She wanted to be the way she was before.
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"kitne baje ki flight hai montu ki? Her MIL asked her, she had just returned from a satsang that held in their society.

"sham 5 baje ki, " sana replied,

"aaj shaam ko dinner mein palak paneer bana le, montu ko bht pasand hai "

"theek hai, but aapke and papa ji ke liye kya bnao? Palak paneer heavy ho jayega, papa ka cholesterol high hai . Toor dal aur chawal bana doon?. " sana who had just funished feeding Aarav his lunch, asked. She was excited for her husband's arrival and a bit nervous as well. She knew, their phone conversation, from the last few days doesn't went well with him. He was constantly asking her about the things that were bothering her but she didn't conveyed any clue to him. Which rendered him a bit irritated and upset . Though she herself felt constraint and unaided, because her dilemma's were in quest for the right words to describe what she was feeling. So she thought, it would be better to defer the issue for later to solve.

"main to kha lungi parr tere papaji ka tuje pata hai na, bina chakkhe manege nahi. Dawaiyya na ho gyi unke liye alladin ka chirag ho gya. Sab kuch kha lete hain! Main kuch bolun to muh bnate hai jaise koi dushman aa thehri main. " she scoffed ,looping the yarn around her fingers, doodling crosia. Winters were about to come, and it was one of the winter rituals for her to kneet crochet. She had crocheted many household items, like shawl, socks, covers and cardigans, all by herself. It was more of a hobby for her. And a wise way to avoid idel sitting and investing her spare time in gossiping about her daughter in law to others.

"mumma rishi ke ghar khelne jana " Aarav nudged her once she was done cleaning the utensil.

"abhi dopahar hai na beta, dadi gussa karengi and unke ghar sab so rahe hoge ya aram krre honge. Sham ko jana. " she tried to coax him, taking him in her laps, patting him to induced some sleep .

"ni na mumma, rishi nhi shota usne bola tha ke school ke bad hum ushke ghar pe khelenge! Mummaaaa pleasssee" he pushed himself out of her hold, tapping his foot on the ground dramatically, her dupatta tightly fisted ,in an attempt to convince her.

"Arav, home work ho gya aapka! Kal bhi finish nhi kiya tha and aaj bhi u r being so ignorant... Come on! Show me ur diary " she played the ultimate trick one can ,as a parent. To which the munchkin put out his lower lip and made a cute weeping face.

"go... Hurry up baba! Open ur bag and show me ur school diary. " she said witha staright face. Ofcourse she knew all his tactics and staged action, that he often do to get away with things he doesn't like without much a do.
"mumma!! Nini!!! " he wobbled keeping his chin on her knees ,he was so quick to flip the other way that Sana could no longer be able to maintain her poker face and laughed at his saltatory antics.