"The first time I saw you I felt something different, a feeling to keep looking at you and wished the time stopped. And now I would make sure to make you mine forever! Even if it takes days months or years , one day I will intertwine your soul with...
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"Open the door" I said , but no reply came.
"Biwi, I am talking to you. Open the door, my both hands are busy holding you." I said
Aishna peeked out of my neck and looked at me with those bambi eyes.
"Password?" She asked.
"0710" I said
"My brother can easily pick me up with one arm and do work with another." She mumbled in a low voice while opening the door , talking to herself, that I heard clearly.
I didn't reply , even though I was offended by her words! We call it jealousy , mocked my brain! Why would I be jealous of her brother! That is something for you to answer, my brain said!
I placed her on edge of the bed and sat on my knees in front of her, just like I did on our wedding day.
"Are you okay?" I asked
She nodded her head in yes. I hate it when she replies in gestures but it's ok it was my mistake this time.
"I am sorry" I said. It's weird how a man like me , who has never even learned the word sorry keeps on saying it to this one woman without any hesitation! No one would believe that ASR knows to bow down !
"Please get off the floor." Aishna said
"But I like it here." I replied
"But I don't like you sitting there." She said . I got up from the floor , my body towering over her sitting frame.
"Can I sit on the bed then?" I asked.
"Ofcourse , it's your room you can sit anywhere, there's no need to ask for permission." She said
"OUR ROOM" I said in an authoritative voice correcting her sentence. And sat beside her on the bed.
"Biwi, I am sorry for what happened in morning. I mustn't have shouted on you . But I swear it was not intentional. I really have severe anger issues from a few years now , I try my best not to lose my temper but sometimes I can't control it. But now I promise it won't happen again." I said looking at her while she was looking down on the floor all this time.
"You don't have to say sorry, it wasn't your fault. I am sorry, I stepped out of my limits." She said. Wait when did she step out of limits! She doesn't even talk much then what is she sorry about?
"Did you eat?" She asked
"Bella, It was not at all your fault. I was wrong. I should have considered your feelings before taking out my anger on you." I said while holding her hands in mine. She finally looked at me.
Her eyes, they are telling me that she is hurt , the pain , I can clearly see it. How bad I want to hug her right now , and tell her she is not alone anymore. I want to take all that pain that she has suffered for years in that Sharma family. Why is she not complaining? Why is she not angry on me? Why is she not letting her emotions out? Why is she not telling me her actual feelings ? Why is she blaming herself for the things she never did?
