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Thappad - the slap (2)

I was angry would be under rated. I was in rage. It hurt my self esteem so bad that a man is raising his hands on me. A man, who was merely a stranger to me 2 years ago. When did I give him too much space to raise his hands on me. My eyes were widened in shock. But as a reflect, I covered my face with my arms expecting to have an impact on it. But I never felt anything. Then only I realised, Manik didn't hit me. I saw him talking a breath to probably calm himself down. Who are you kidding Manik? You must have done this long back, not just before slapping me.

" YES. I Have a bad day and the last thing I want is interaction with you! " he screamed straight on my face and disappeared to the washroom.

I didn't know how to react. I have never experienced this in my life. But I know from now on, I will not speak to him, until he realizes his mistake and apologize. This time, I will not be easy on him. His smooth words and butterfly touches will not impact me. I must prove him that I am not weak. To snap me out, I felt hot tears hitting my chest bone. You are not crying for this man. I said to myself. But I didn't cry for him! I cried for the humiliation I faced. I cried for the fact that I gave him the rights to do this to me. I cried because I was attached to him and he wronged me. Not staying there for a moment, I barged out to the guest room.

The room was smaller than ours, but who cares anyway? I need to clear my mind. I am giving him what he wants. The space. I locked the door. I don't want him to intrude my 'space'. I will feel offended if he simply barges in to my room. I began to watch baby videos to calm myself down. Too much rage is bad for me. I anyway have a long day tomorrow and being this mad will impact my productivity at work. Just when I felt my heart beat coming back to normal, I heard soft knocks. Don't come to me Manik. I don't want to see you.
These were the exact words I wanted to scream at his face holding his collar. But then, how different will I be from him? Let him feel the pain of ignorance. Let him feel what I go through. You may think me as a sadist, but I am just beyond hurt. The fact that someone close to my heart raised his hands shook me to the core. I was better single. But then, this man happened.

Out of the 17 guys who came to see me, he fired a spark in me. He offered me a feel of independence and belonging like no one else. He always respected me and it just broke within a moment. Breaking my thoughts, I heard his knocks turn to bangs. He yelled my name. But I remained stone. When he can damage my self esteem that way, he has to regain me. I will not go easy on him.

"Nandini" he screamed. No response.

"Nandini, I am sorry. I mean it, I am really sorry. No matter what, I shouldn't have raised my hands on you. Please Nandini, open the door. Let's sort it out. I am sorry Nandu. Please forgive me"

Forgive, my foot! He thinks he can do all that he wants and be forgived just like that? No Manik. This time it's not going to be easy. May be I am attached to him that his actions hurt me so much. But isn't it abnormal to have a partner raise hands at you, to hit you?

" Nandu, please open the door. I am sorry. I know I made a terrible mistake but please listen. I am genuinely sorry. I had a tough day at work. I am sorry that I took my anger on you! " he said calmly but no. I will not forgive him just because he told me a sorry. He must win me back. Will he go to extremes to earn my forgiveness or give up on me? My sub conscious mind blurted out. But my normal self, revolged against it and provided no room for convincing. I need good sleep to calm myself down. If I speak to him, I know I will end up saying things to him that both of us will regret.

"Nandu, I know I made a terrible mistake. But resolve this. You know I love you and can't stay without you. You remember, we decided to resolve all conflicts before retiring to bed? Please open the door Nandu!" Toxic. What is this guy trying to do huh? Emotional attack? Does he really take me as an emotionally weak person to fall into his crap? I couldn't handle this any more.

I opened the door with force and he almost lost his balance and fell on me. I pushed his chest away, maintaining a clear distance and spoke. If he is very close to me, I know he will manipulate me in all ways and I would do something that I don't want to do. For instance, getting back with him.

"What do you expect me to do Manik? Huh? Listen to your apology and run back to your arms, on your bed? Have patch up s*x and pretend everything is okay? What are you trying to remind me? That we resolve our conflicts before bed? That is conflict and this is abuse. No matter what, my inner self is not letting me forgive you. You asked for space and here I am giving you one"

His face was pathetic and loosing colour with all the words I spoke. Not giving him much chance, I slammed the door and retired to bed. I heard footsteps so I assume, he too went to our room.

Oh god, what did I end up with? An abusive husband? No. Nearly abusive husband.

(To be continued)

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