Broken Relations

Mrs. angry woman

After 2 months, 31 October 2023
Isha's pov:

The rain poured down in Ramtek. It was quite a cold Tuesday evening. I stood near the window of my room, admiring the rain. The full moon shone brightly, while being surrounded by those beautiful little stars.

The rain made me forget all my worries for a while. It was such a beautiful view to watch. I just love the rain. It gives me a kind of comfort.

There I stood, one side of my body leaned against the wall. My hands were crossed. A beautiful memory came into my mind as I stood there.

Flashback
Shantanu, Ishan and me were outside. We decided to have a family picknick, just outside of the house in the garden. It was 6.00 pm. A perfect time to have a picknick with your family. The garden was very beautiful. It had many trees and different kind of flowers, giving life to the environment.

I had put a special kind of sheet on the grass. On that Shantanu had put some fruits and sweets to eat.

7 years old Ishan came, running towards us with his little steps along with his favorite toys.

"Aai baba, ham pickshick karenge yayyyy!"

"Pickshick nahi hota hai beta, picknick hai." I said, kneeling down in front of him.

"Accha duniya ki cutest aai, baara duo, chalo picknick start karte hai."

The three of us took place on the sheet, Shantanu and I sat close to each other and Ishan in the middle of us. We ate, talked and played together.

Just the three of us were there, enjoying our time together. It were these little moments in which we felt the happiest. We just needed these cute, little moments to celebrate the love of our little family.

As the time went by, I realized, while looking at the sky, that it was about to rain. I stood up, while Shantanu and Ishan both confusingly looked up at me.

I looked down at them and said: "Arreh, baarish hone wala hai, chalo ander chalte hai."

"Aai, nahi please, chalo nah baarish main nahaate hai, bohot maza aayega." Ishan said a tone full of excitement, as he stood up

"Ishu, fever hojayega nah baara." I told him, genuinely concerned. Ishan bowed his head sadly.

Now Shantanu stood up.

"Isha, kya hogaya, ek hi baar ki toh baat hai, itna tension kyun le rahi ho, tumhi toh kehti ho nah har moment ko hame special banana chahiye, itna please mat socho, chalo nah bohot maza aayega." He said. Hearing this Ishan immediately jumped happily, looking at his baba.

"Nahi Shantanu, aise kaise, ham andar bhi toh masti karsakte hai. Ishu ko agar bokhar laggaya toh."

"Arreh, nahi lagega, tumhara beta hai, sherni ka beta sher, tum kyun tension le rahi ho."

"Haa aai, dekho baba bhi kehraha hai." I still nodded my head.

"Yeh Shantanu, kya karrahe ho, kyun badhawa de rahe ho usse, koii ab kuch nahi bolega, chalo andar chalo dono." I said as I turned to walk inside the house.

Just as I had walked a few steps towards the house, I heard: "pleaseeee?"

I confusingly turned to look at them. And my heart melted at the sight. Both, father and son, sat down on their one of their knees as is they were proposing and they both had folded their hands together.