A Hopeless Marriage Abhirohi

08: Shattered

Arohi and Abhi had been in the same room for the longest time they have after their marriage or from the time they had known each other..

And there were no words spoken, just a silence or may Arohi could hear Abhimanyu breathe in angst, in anger, in confusion all from time to time..

But strangely the silence between them was not odd, not awkward, not comforting yet not the one where one could not stand still and want to rush out ....

It was just a space where their loud minds could scream in the minds silently...

Arohi finally spoke their first word since they did not know when...

I have an idea she spoke softly..

I don't need your help.. Abhi said without looking at her...

Thats the point in her life , she knew she might never be his wife, and he might never take his or Ru's side ever ...

In a fit of rage , Arohi walked out

Abhi his face still opposite to her, not knowing she walked off spoke..

Teek hai bolo, dekho main abhir... He turned his face to find himself in an empty room...

Arohi went to kitchen and kept on cleaning the clean counter

Kuch sunna nahi hai ...bas apna mann ka kar yeh mahashey aur bhukte hum, karo aur kitna bura hoga hone do, As if I care maine iss aadmi ka help be kaise socha , Dumb Arohi.." she cursed herself for even having the thought of helping him..The Khadoos Birla...

The night passed without a word between them...

Abhimanyu then overthought over if he should been polite, but to think about it he has never been polite with her , was always at other ends with her, now she was the one telling him , talking him sense, how the tables have turned in his life , his so called love life who he considered goddess had left and whom he considered devil was here with him standing with with all the troubles...

Next morning

The two barely just slept ..

As it dawned , as Arohi and Abhi silently warmed up for their day..

They heard a shriek from the living room, Arohi and Abhimanyu ran downstairs...

From the stairs they could see Abhinav and Abhir...and Manjari was cooing around a sacred Abhir...

Just as they came down the stairs ... Before Abhimanyu or Arohi could speak anything Abhinav spoke..

Baat karein akele??? He said and Abhi and Arohi looked at each other...

Abhi wanted to hold Abhir but seeing Arohi's eyes He felt something a hope , a trust he would handle this differently at least.... Something in her eyes made him stop as he nodded his head and walked to the side and walked hinting towards a room...

Arohi Abhinav and Abhi walked inside a room and Arohi closed the room,...

There was a silence so loud that it could cut glass...

Janta hoon ....Abhir ki father aap hai ....par uska papa main hoon abhimahyu ji..jaise ru ki papa aa pho jaise...

Ab ?? Ru ko koi aapse cheen le aapko kaise lagega...main bas yeh keh raha hoon Abhir aapka yah umara hone se aache hum sab ke saath reh ?? yeh custody case karke Abhir ka hi dil tutega aur kuch nahi.... Abhinav spoke...

Aur aapki wife akshara manjayegi??? Abhi asked swiftly...

Akshara ko, tho... mujhe lagta tha , Main ubhe..usse... His voice broke...

Arohi immediately stood in a distance from his back and stroked his back...Abhi as stimuli went to hold Arohi's hand to stop her, but immediately took his hand back ...realising what he was doing...

Although nothing mattered to him his marriage , Arohi nothing at least as of now, seeing her comfort Abhinav a little broke him a little , not that the macho Abhimanyu would acknowledge, but it did spew a question in his mind..

Will she be there when he breaks down?

Will anyone be there for a matter fact given his anger and controlling nature??

All thoughts passed his mind in a flash..

But being the man he is he did not want to show he was vulnerable, not to Arohi atleast ...

Abhimanyu adjusted himself and adjusted his voice ...

There was a sofa in front of Abhinav , he wanted to sit there but he mindlessly moved and sat on the bed beside Abhinav...

Somehow reinstating the circumstance, that both men were going through...

Arohi saw two broken men, both by her perfect sister..

It was the irony that astonished Arohi the most..

Abhimanyu being the obsessed lover , for him nothing mattered more than akshara, not the facts not others emotions , not himself, and other spectrum was the person who gave the gentlest love yet loud enough to scream peace...

Two extremes , two persons , but some how both broken , by the SAME person who all claimed to be perfect and loving, were just sitting right there , not beig themselves all left to handle by her..the one that was always the drama, the imperfect one...

The karma did find it way back to her, for now everyone saw who Akshara really was ..

But how bad was the situation no one was able to express their pain...

Arohi wanted to comfort to Abhimanyu too, but her confusions and questions and doubts stopped her...

She just stood in front of Abhi, hoping he would realise her want of comforting him...

The outside gleamed with Abir giggling opposite to the circumstances here in the room where it was just silence

All grown adults broken  to every piece they held on to..

All shattered...