He had everything a very loving family, a well-established job. but behind his calm and composed demeanor he was scared, lonely 12-year-old kid who was still stuck in the most frightful morning of his life happened 20 years ago.
She was a college go...
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Where should I keep my clothes, Shrija asked while unpacking her clothes.
Ayansh stood up, took a chair and went to wardrobe, he emptied left side of it for her to use. Well, his clothes were already in right side, left side of it he uses for other shorts of clothes, like bedsheets and curtains, he piled them on the chair. His movements were slow but smooth. Here, he said, pointing towards the empty side.
No, no, I don't need this much space, let them be, I'll make space for them, Shrija said as she saw him trying to make space in the lowest cabin of his side of wardrobe. To her annoyance he again nodded and left, her face scrunched up in distaste and she curled her fingers in a fist and hit in air to his direction. She put in her earphones and dialed Farah's no. and started arranging her clothes while talking to her friend.
It has been a week since the couple has been living here. They were knowingly unknowingly putting their efforts for each-other's comfort, they still seem little distant though. Perhaps the husband-wife relation itself changes one with so many things, one suddenly grows in a way, the sense of responsibilities comes with the title itself.
He could feel the changes in his life she has brought with her, her laughter, her chatter has started to make his home and heart more lively than before. And the thing that she doesn't jump to help him unnecessarily, instead she asks him to help her in little chores, make him feel comfortable around her. He doesn't like having tea early in the morning but just to spend some time with his wife, even if it is in silence, he didn't deny when his wife offers him the morning tea. He sensed his wife's swollen mood due to boredom, she doesn't like to stay alone even for an hour, and there was still a week for her classes to start. So, he asked Gautami to come to his home and spend some time with his wife. Gautami is their neighbor, she is around Shrija's age and she is pursuing last year of her graduation.
All the efforts her husband was making didn't go unnoticed by Shrija. She noticed how her husband tried to make those small conversation now. Shrija out of her habit told him all about her day but when he didn't respond to her talks other than nodding in early 2 days, she thought he doesn't like to talk to her so next day she didn't have any intent to telling him about her day. But then after a few minutes he himself asked her and then she saw how his slightly frowning face turned into a slightly smiling face and from that day onwards he started saying at least a line or 2 about his day too. But what she is liking the most is that his smile no longer looks that much plain or forced. Well, the way her husband avoided her in his family home back then, she wasn't expecting him to make even a single effort though.
This week she just tried to adapt the new place and new people, she doesn't know anything and anyone, even her own husband is all stranger to her yet. She wakes up and every time the other side would be empty, she wonders when does this man sleep. She always finds him reading a book till her eyes gets closed and never finds him in bed when she opens her eyes in the morning. They have their tea in the garden and then she makes breakfast and tiffin for him and then after he leaves she spends her morning with Deepa while doing the household chores. Then she just takes a midday nap or watches a movie and then in evening she and Gautami go for a walk. And by the time she comes back, her husband always would be home and has already made tea. Then both have their tea and Shrija tells him about her day, while her short-spoken husband as usual, does most of the talking by nodding his head.
