ODIO AMOR

SADGI YA SAJISH

Abhidnya was pacing inside her chamber. She was trying her best to come up with ideas how to reconcile her relationship with Adhavan.

Her thoughts were disrupted with the opening of the door. There he stood. His highness Adhavan Abadhya Raghuwanshi.

He entered inside their chamber and deliberately ignored Abhidnya. He was about to remove his coat, when Abhidnya took the initiative to help him. She held the coat and pulled it down slowly.

The tailored coat was slowly being pulled down while her traitor eyes were slowly rising only to get hooked with Adhavan's sharp and calculating orbs.

"Apko yeh sab karne ki zaroorat nhi, waise bhi mein apka pasandida mard toh hun nhi toh yeh sab karne mein takleef hogi aur apka yeh dhong dekh kar mujhe kast hoga", Adhavan snickered and left to the closest.

"Pasandida Mard" the word itself is a silent yet thunderous slap for Abhidnya. She is tormented by her emotions to scream and tell that it is him she ever loved but again her past actions are going to ruin her present deliberations.

INSIDE THE CLOSET

Adhavan stood infront of the mirror and was opening his cufflinks. Abhidnya appeared at the doorstep. Her face marred disappointedness.

She couldn't accept the harsh words spoken by Adhavan. But these words are nothing infront of her misdeeds.

Mustering up her courage she said, "khana laga dun?"

"Mujhe bhook nhi hai", Adhavan dismissed her

He was about to leave when Abhidnya held his wrist. But the way Adhavan's eyes snapped at her, she left his wrist instantly out of reflex.

Gulping down her saliva, she continued, "sab apke pasand ka hi khana banaya hai. Aur mujhe pata hai ki apne dinner nhi Kiya hoga"

Adhavan eyed her. The way her moist lips moved in sync, he just wanted to grab her and suck her lips. Perhaps this is the dinner he want.

He raised his hand to touch her but stopped mid-way when his subconscious mind reminded him Abhimaan's words, "Sunn ben***d kuch bhi ho jaye pighalna mat"

Determined to follow the rule, Adhavan fisted his palm and pointed his forefinger at Abhidnya. The romantic, subtle gesture of the palm has now turned into an enraged one.

But he couldn't utter any thing. He kept pointing his finger. Abhidnya kept shifting her glances between his finger and face, waiting for another taunt to be thrown on her way.
But nothing came.

After all she is Abadhya's Abhidnya. Abadhya himself couldn't chastise her no matter what. He himself is too fragile to be able to break Abhidnya.

He turned to face the other side. Attempting to take out clothes from the wardrobe, he borrowed few seconds to think about a befitting reply.

"Aap naraz humse hain, phir khane par gussa kyu? Narazgi kha kar nhi toh ki jaa sakti hai na?", Abhidnya said

Adhavan heard her logic and he was famished indeed. Then the thought came to his mind, 'has Abhidnya eaten or she is waiting to dine with me. Now if I don't eat, this woman wouldn't eat as well. But I can't ask her directly. Otherwise she will think I am concerned about her. Pighalna nhi hai, yes'

He turned to face Abhidnya, "apne toh khana khaa liya hoga na. Phir humare bhuk ki chinta kyu?"

"Nhi humne dinner nhi kiya. Humne socha ki aap ke sath mil kar....", Abhidnya was forced to stop mid sentence because Adhavan said monotonously, "phir humari ek condition hai"

"Kya?"

"Agar hum dinner karenge toh aap nhi khayengi aaj, bhuki rahengi", Adhavan said in a way as if he is declaring a war.