Publishing this chapter again so some might have already read it !
आवाज़ ये किसकी आती है
जो छेड़ के दिल को जाती है
मैं सुन के जिसे शर्मा जाऊँ
है कौन जो दिल में समाया
मेरा अंग अंग मुस्काया....✮⋆˙
The twilight's harsh darkness mirrored twisted turmoil which was unveiling in his head.
The night's dark whisper awakened demons which were nightmarish.
Cold sweat trickling down his forehead, His racing heart, pounding in his chest tangled in sweat drenched sheets.
Anxiety's tight grip tightened around his spine, his eyes squeezed tight when continuously an image, A lingering agony flashed through his mind. He clutched sheets in steel fist.
Mrinalini slightly shifted when she felt something heavy, lightly moving on her lap. Her eyelashes instantly shooted up as she startlingly awake.
Her expression tensed when her mind registered her uncomfortable position, A crease deepened on her forehead when her gaze swiped down and she saw her husband, resting his head on her lap.
The thing which caught her entire attention was his pained face. She noticed his ragged breathe. Genuine concern flickered in her eyes and her heart unexpectedly ached.
She in a split second applied pressure on his shoulder to break his slumber.
Shubhankar jolted out of slumber, his eyes snapped open, he was breathing heavily. His eyes roamed and founding not any of those creepy stares, Adulterous themes, dirty snickers, and shattered pieces of glass bangles.
His eyelashes lifted upward, his unusually tense eyes collapsed with her concern filled eyes.
In a swift move, he abruptly sat straight.
His chest rapidly falling and rising with each strained breathe. When his mind registered the rigidity and sense of uneasiness in room because of his nightmare.
His tongue rolled out short apology. He shifted to an upright position. His muscle clearly stiffed. It was obviously that it was unrelenting misery. His expression unreadable, grabbing his shawl. He walked towards balcony and shut door with soft click behind him.
Mrinalini unpleased by his suffering.
She with all due haste rose and followed him in balcony. Shubhankar turned his eyes and saw his wife. He exhaled deeply and commented "It was just nightmare. Don't be worrywart and get back to sleep."
ᥫ᭡.⋆˚࿔ SHUBHANKAR'S POV 𝜗𝜚˚⋆
The cool night breeze fluttered and kissed our spine, Mrinalini clad only in her saree shivered slightly. I sighed and whispered gently "Come here." Her footsteps followed my words and she came closer.
Hastily I take off my shawl and draped around her. My voice barely above whisper "Aren't you a little feisty being ?"
because I know not so soon she will return back to sleep.
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