Story adapted from Mamoru Hosada's Wolf children :Ame and Yuki with considerable alterations as pranushka story.
"For others he might be Sameer, but for me he is my Sam. For others he might be huge , but for me he is the whisper in my heart. I lo...
Morning sun rays hit on Neerja's face. Even though she tried to move, she was tightly hugged around the safe hands of her husband.Finally she succeeded in her mission of getting out of his clutches and was horrified to see them not having a single piece of cloth on their body. The whole room was tarnished. Reading table, flower vase, chair, a few shelves were broken.
Neerja searched for her saree and bedsheets to cover their body. "My goodness... Where the hell did he throw?," she muttered. Saree and her blouse were found under their bed and their bedsheet was hanging on the fan. "Sam...," Neerja she stared at sleeping Sameer in disbelief.Somehow she managed to pick the bedsheet up and covered her husband in it. Neerja took her clothes and moved to bathroom. Neerja opened the tap and flushed her face with water.To her horror she saw her reflection on the mirror and couldn't believe her eyes. Her bosoms were prominent with hickies.
Her waist had Sameer's fingerprints which were freshly there due to his roughness. "How will I wear saree again?."When she checked her blouse it was torn.Neerja stormed out of the bathroom in towel and searched for salwar and kameez from her bag. When she turned on his heels she saw Sameer sleeping peacefully. However when he started turning side ways Neerja ran towards the bathroom.
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"Ammani amma ! If he sees me now, he never gonna leave then," she thought. Even after Neerja completed her bath also Sameer didn't wake up. Instead he continued to sleep. Even though she wanted Sameer to help her with household chores, she opted not to call him.
When they lived in Kolkata the apartment was tiny compared to their ancestral home. So they have always been followed up with kids and missed many chances to be intimate. But once they shifted to new home, the kind of privacy they got was immense and the Sameer whom she saw yesterday night was exactly the one during initial days of their marriage. After having kids Sameer was reluctant on being physical as he doesn't want to wake the kids up. To be honest, kids were their priority.
Neerja opened the shelves amd collected the ingredients for breakfast. "I need to do grocery shopping too... Let him wake up. I need to talk with him," Neerja muttered.
It was around 10 am, Sameer woke up from his sleep. At first he began to wonder after watching the room upside down. It took a while for him comprehend the yesterday incident, which brought a smile on his face. The jasmine flowers worn by Neerja have been crushed on the mattress. Sameer searched on the bedrest to take his spectacles. He adjusted his spectacles on his nose. When he searched for his kurta-pajama he founded them neatly folded by Neerja on the bed rest.He picked up bath towel and strode to bathroom. At first he decided to shave.He filled the mug with water and opened the shaving cream tube. When he saw his reflection on the floor,he became curious to see red color on his chest.
'What is this?.' Sameer was baffled. He slowly touched the red color on his chest,only to realize that it was Neerja's kumkum smeared on his chest.He grinned like A lost lover, when the thoughts of Neerja flooded in his mind.
