21 |Bracelet

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The narration starts from initial days after Deva's marriage.

Long chapter ahead.. I would feel better if I get considerate votes and comments.   
~~~~~~~~~~Sandhya~~~~~~~~~~

Days passed beautifully for us. In this one and half month of our marriage period, I got to know a lot about Deva. We spent our time together happily and more happy at night. You know what I meant.

Deva is very calm and composed person. So far I have not seen him get slightest anger on anything or on anyone. He is very responsible one as well. Always answering anyone with smile on his face, even if some one's words seem to criticize him.

How he has got this much of patience? I seriously don't know. I usually get angry quickly. Being with him, sometimes I feel like I am getting angry unnecessarily on silly things.

To the present, I am sitting in the living room folding the clothes, while Aunt is grating the coconut for the dinner. We were having casual talks when Deva entered the house.

I went to make coffee for all of us. We all are coffee lovers. So even if it is another round, we would not bother. Hence I prepared it for myself and Aunt as well.

Its been 10 minutes. I came with coffee and gave one to Aunt and took one. We almost drank half cup of coffee when I heard Deva call.

"sandhya.. coffee"

"Hey Deva.. its already ready. take this" I handed him one. He held the cup and gave it back to me.

"no.. I don't want this one. Bring me a fresh one"

"why ?"

"its not hot"

"hey Deva.. just now I boiled the milk and prepared it. Its been just 2 minutes since I made it. It is still hot, check it by yourself"

"No.. Go bring another one. This hot is not enough for me. And need it more thick" he said and went inside our room.

I groaned in irritation at him. At times, Deva is like this. He is very particular and specific about certain things. Very choosy in food and have specific preferences. He likes to drink coffee. Only filter coffee not the instant one. That too 1st decotion only. And the coffee has to be super hot. Simmering hot, piping hot.. add how many adjectives you want.

"Why is he like this maa? " I asked Aunt.

"he is like that from childhood. Very specific about certain things. Until he gets what he wants he would not settle. But a very calm guy with lot of patience"

"I agree that he has lot of patience. but seriously how? how can he be like that without getting angry at all on anything?"

"that is his nature. But he is very sensitive person at heart which he does not show it out. And if he ever gets angry it will be very difficult to convince him. He is like saadhu miranda kaadu kolladhu"

(when a sage gets angry the forest will be set on fire)

Preparing the coffee, I went to our room and gave it to him. He was looking at his laptop sitting near the study table, browsing Naukri and Linkedin. He is in search of jobs and was attending interviews, but nothing clicked so far.

"how was the interview today?"

"hmm. ok. I don't think I would get cleared of this round. Let's see. I have another one this weekend."

"its ok.. you will crack the interview soon" I assured him

"ya.. soon" he replied with smile.

"ok.. let me go help maa in the Kitchen" I said and pecked his lips. When I turned to leave, he caught hold of me by waist from my behind and made me sit on his lap. Clutching my neck, he kissed me deep on my lips.

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