New Innings

Part 11

The IRCTC site was kept open for more than a hour now. The session has expired long back, but yet Dhritiman could not decide how many tickets to buy. One? Or two? Would train be fine by her?

He clearly remembers how she loathed those break journeys whenever she visited Amravathinagar! Her tantrums after reaching there used to irritate him like hell. She behaved as she had won some world championship and slept like dead even in day time. And his family would welcome her as if she has won some gold medals in that very same championship. Dhritiman used to be irked when his mom used to hand him tray full of delicacies and ask him to give it to the Roys, as their darling would be arriving. And now, he couldn't believe that he was actually thinking of her comfort! But why not? After all Minu too took care of him, without intervening his space, even a bit!

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Minerva kept scratching her head. Umm.. no! This robe is just too common. What more changes could be done to add some uniqueness to it? After all its the dress of necromancer. The robe must look creepier. What do with it now...

"What about attaching some small pieces of glass here?" Minerva heard Kamala Masi speak out of the blue. Turning she saw her (Kamala) standing just behind her, staring at the design on the sheet. She did hear Minerva's blabbers and got the whole scenario. Kamala Masi's eyes fell on her boudimoni now. She was gawking at her. "Masi, you are great. What a brilliant idea! This would serve the purpose so well!" Minerva almost jumped making kamala masi step back.

And in the next couple of hours Kamala masi was shown all the figures and drawings. To some she gave suggestions, to some she kept on staring. "Masi, why don't you join my boutique?" "See.. you are wasting your talent here, cooking for that 'I hate to smile' stupid!" Minerva spoke again.

"But who will cook for him, his laundry.." kamala was about to say more, but again she was interrupted. And finally gave in. After all who could say no to Mina boudimoni. God knows how is Dhriti dadamoni staying away from her. Kamal kept thinking.

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Ahem! Dhriti coughed trying to grab his special wife's attention. Yes, she was indeed special. One of a kind. Though he did not love her, but she did earn his admiration and respect.

"Your green tea." Minerva chirped handing him a cup. He frowned. Green tea? Yukk! "Minu..." "What? You are police right? With that growing pot like stomach!" she made a face pointing his little tummy. Uff not again. Tiya too was fussy about this! "Minu.. according to my age, this much tummy is okay." he tried explaining.

"No. It's growing like a baby bump. So control from now. I have made a diet chart. You are to follow it."

"And why are you doing this for me?" "Cause Dhriti, I am a responsible citizen. With that pot like belly you will never be able to catch any criminal." Dhritiman stared at her. What? Should he laugh? Or should he feel irritated?

"That was really lame Minerva Gupta. It's okay to be a caring wife." The words had come out impulsively. He was about to leave when he heard,

"But it's not okay to be ignorant husband."

His feet froze. Finally. He could sense the coming of the emotional storm. He somehow managed.

"I am going to Amravathinagar for four days next week. I would be happy if you join me."

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