Why now?

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Isha's pov:
Some seconds after the call with Shantanu ended.

Savi and I stood there where the bench was. I was confused, what had happened? Why was the call ended so abruptly? And why wasn't Shantanu answering. There was an unknown fear inside me. I couldn't think straight. I sighed and looked at Savi who was smiling teasingly. I roled my eyes and started walking towards my car. Savi began walking after me.

"Ma'am, ma'am, suno na woh aapka pati tha? Aap log kitni cute se baat kar rahe the." She said in a teasing, but cute way. (Ma'am, listen to me, the man was your husband, you guys were talking so cute). I stopped and turned to her. I gave her a serious look and said: "Savi, please, agar tum kuch jaante nahi toh bolo bhi mat. Kya cute hai? Ki mere pati ko 15 saal baat yaad aaya ki uski ek patni bhi hai? Ab yaad aaya? Ab kya faida kuch thik nahin hosakta aur ab tum chup raho, ek toh iss tareke se message kiya aur phir call pe kuch bole bhi nahi, kuch der baad. Bechaini horahi hai mujhe Savi, ghar mein agar kisiko pata chal gaya waha pe, toh tamasha khara hojayega."

(Savi, if you don't know anything, then don't say anything. What is cute? That my husband called me after 15 years? What's the use of all this now? Nothing can be alright now. He didn't even say anything more, after a while, I am scared, if anyone in the house gets to know that he called me, it will be a ruckus at home).

After all this I expected that Savi would be serious, but she again smiled teasingly. "Ooooh, chup chup ke chup chup ke chori se chori, ma'am main na batarahi hoon aapko aap dono...." Before she could complete her sentence, I turned my back towards her and started walking again. ( Ooh, so you guys are talking secretly, huh?).

"Okay, okay, sorry ma'am, I won't say anything more, request hai abhi aapse, kya main aapke paas rukhsahkti hoon, woh kya hai nah mere gharwale Pune Gaye hai, Harinee tai se milne, toh akeli rahoongi toh bore hoongi, rehsakti hoon main aapke saath?" She asked in a very cute manner, holding her head on one side, her eyes blinking fast and giving a cute smile. For a moment, I forgot all my tension seeing this cute, childish girl in front of me. What to do with this girl? I smiled a little and said: "thik hai, lekin ek shart par, abhi joh kuch bhi hua hai, uske baare mein, koii baat nahi karega."

(Savi asked Isha, if she could stay with Isha as her family had gone to Pune to meet her sister, Harinee(who is married and lives in Pune), on which Isha answered that she could stay on the condition that nobody would talk about the phone call with Shantanu). Savi nodded and then we went to my home.

Night time, 8.00 pm
I was in the kitchen, making some spiced lentil soup for me and Savi. I first cut everything which was needed to make the soup. I then putted everything that is needed for the soup on the kitchen table and started to cook. When I was done, I put the soup in two bowls and then on the dinner table, which was outside the kitchen hall.

I had a small round dinner table with 4 chairs around it. I was often alone, without any visit, so I didn't need a big one. Savi was in the room, reading a book. I called her and after some minutes she came. "Chalo dinner ready hai, aa jaw saath mein khana khaate hai." (Come, dinner is ready, let's eat together).

Savi then came and gave me a little smile and sat on the chair. I sat on the opposite chair. I noticed that Savi was looking a little down. "Savi, kya hua, pareshaan lag rahi ho?" (Savi, what happened, you are looking worried). "No ma'am nothing...actually I am really sorry, shayad main aapko bohot pareshaan kar rahi hoon na, woh main akeli reh jaati, lekin pata nahi kyun aai baba ko bohot zyada yaad aa rahi thi, aur aapke saath hoti hoon, toh bohot accha lagta hai. Aap mere liye bilkul mere aai baba jaisi ho. " Savi said, from her tone it was clear that she was feeling guilty.

( Maybe I am bothering you, I could stay alone at home, but I don't know I was missing mom and dad too much, and when I am with you I always feel better, you are like my mom and dad for me).

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