A Matrimonial Love Story.
Part 12.
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*Important Note After The Chapter.*
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Writer's POV.
Sunday morning shows up at Malhotra residence in Mumbai. The living room has a couch with a bean bag on the floor, with LED screen TV, a wedding photo of Nandini Manik on the center wall. The glass door of the living room has some new paintings made by Nandini. There's table on which there's a pottery, which is left to paint.
The scene moves to the kitchen where all the utensils are kept neatly at their place, which you can see through the glass closet. The sunlight passing through the kitchen window is helping the newly planted money plant to grow. The dining table has a lily flower which needs to be replaced.
The scene moves to the bedroom where the bed is empty, bed sheet is neatly spread with pillows and blanket above it. Although it was a guest bedroom Nandini didn't mind decorating it. There are few origami birds which are hanging with the help of a string. Some origami flowers in the flower pot. The door closes and the scenes shifts to the master bedroom.
Where Nandini's eyes are wide open, Manik smuggling to her from behind holding her tight. The master bedroom had few photos of Manik and Nandini hanging. With the off white curtains hanging. A dreamcatcher hanged on the curtain stand along with few origami butterflies.
In the corner a keyboard was covered with a white sheet. Few books of notes kept neatly on the table. Some unfinished paintings lay on the chair beside the table.
While a door to the balcony opened where there were few plants where Nandini was staring.
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Nandini.
Adjusting myself to the lifestyle of Mumbai was really hard. Its been a week since we shifted here. My day begins at 6 in the morning and I've to get all the meals ready by 8. After that I've to get Manik ready!
He's such a child. I've to arrange his clothes, shoes, watch, laptop, files, bag and what not!
Since today's a Sunday I've a rest. I was lying on my bed with Manik cuddling close to me. I was up from 7:30, its 8 now. I was just staring outside the balcony door. Suddenly the realisation hit me, was this something which I wanted from my life?
I wanted to work in our company and make it grow more. In upcoming days I wanted to be known as one of the business tycoons in India. When I was getting into this marriage never thought what all things I'd have to give up. Its hard very hard to be married. To be away from Amma Appa and Mukti.
Its not that I'm not enjoying living with Manik. I am. He's really caring about me. He calls me almost 10 times in a day just to check if I'm ok. Even though he's tired from all day work he still talks with me before we go to sleep he makes me laugh and everything..
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