Making all the wrong choices they ever had,
to end up being Royally Trapped.
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❛ Why are you acting this way? ❜
❛ I feel infuriated.❜
❛ And why is that so? ❜
❛ Because I can't figure out if I should scream at you or have you screaming for me.❜
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Flats for sale.
I strongly believe that when God was handing out packets of good luck, I must have tripped on a rock and hit my head causing me to go into deep slumber. Hence, missing my spot in the line.
I had planned to act sternly and ignore my alleged husband but my luck, this afternoon while I had gone to Kabir's cabin, I received my dad's phone call.
He asked me about my health and how my newly married life was treating me. But all this was just the tip of the iceberg. It was longer and more cutting.
His call had thrown me into an ocean of problems, one that was deeper than my current situation. He asked me if I had finished shifting my belongings to Kabir's home. As much as he cared for his daughters, he was a firm believer in the norms of our culture.
Married women are supposed to be respectful, should live in their husband's homes, and should cater to all their needs and duties. Basically, spoon-feed a grown-ass man.
So it was assumed and understood that I would have shifted with Kabir.
This wasn't actually true, owing to the loving relationship my husband and I share. So loving that he fled from the city on our wedding day.
He didn't ask this directly though instead he told me that he was planning to offer the flat in which I habited to one of my relatives who hadn't found a perfect home in Mumbai. So splash me surprised when he asked if it was okay with me.
'No Dad. The thing is your son-in-law is a confused chimpanzee. At first, he works like a magnet, pulling and tugging me towards him and then decides to play as if he is fire and I am the oil that will blaze him up. So no, he and I live separately. Because he has assumed that if he is near me, he won't be able to control his urges.'
But as expected, I had just answered with a yes. I just asked him to give me a few more days as I had left my stuff back there.
