What the character she imagined as her husband is actually the opposite, which man he hates more.
Does she have the ability to change her fate? Or she changes her husband? Will she end up in loving him or he will end up in loving her?
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Some Impressive. Some clueless. Seeing her deep in thoughts he asked, "What was you thinking?"
No reply..
"Hey. What's you thinking" he repeated.
No reply. She ignored his questions and kept walking. He pulled her hands abruptly to his hold making her land on his chest. "If I ask anything tell me" He said rudely as she nodded in obligation.
"So what was you thinking of?" He repeated. But he didn't wait for her reply, he himself spoke, "Is it about me?" He asked with a mischievous smile. God! She would rather die than thinking of him.
That was what she thought, yet she failed or not know what was in her store! "Nothing." She said firm and chose to ignore his presence while walking beside him. His steps halted before the red furnished expensive door of teak. He slowly turned the knob, and get in. Bowing down, he took his hand on his chest and said, "Welcome to my Room. Queen."
"I am enlightened to have your steps on my room." He said with smile. Unknowingly she put her right legs and entered the room. She was truly surprised by the interior working of the room. The walls of the room are painted with Velvety shiny Purple paint. The large sized bed was placed in center with quilt bedsheet drawn over it properly. On opposite to the bed, large sized home theater was fixed. Sides of the room was provided with divaan almost capable of a person to sleep. The right side of the bed was attached with racks and drawers. And the left side with desk with Candle a like lamp on it. A large magnificent mirror and dressing table was filled with lots of men cosmetic and gels.
She was stunned to see how the room was! Truly he could have spent more time and money on the room. That was visible to her. "How is it?" He asked proudly with smile.
"Nice. It looks good." She said honestly.
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"How come you will keep reject even after seeing all this extraordinary lavishness?" He said arrogantly. Is this big? Even if he had small room she would have been happier to live in their. What mattered to her was heart? How much space she gets in his heart and his life? That would be doubt to her always.
She turned away to spot a room, it was almost looked as men room. It was dressing room with a large space available for bathroom. The room had two portable folded racks and hanging space with enormous space for other trivial items. Two adjacent door was there. Signalling to the one of the door he said, "It's my office room."
She looked puzzled. " Hey. Do you think even if he works? If I didn't, then these all would be fly away." He stated laughing a little.
She watched the another door, " It's mine Kama palace." He said winking. She didn't understand what was he pointing at. She step in to room to spot, more half dressed woman sculpture and almost naked statue placee all over. The hanging of the photos of women drawing with less covered dress. Her body was shuddered seeing them, won't the hand of sculptors embarrassed on his creation. She spot a play boy magazine on the chair, resembling the nature of room. "Is it the place for homely women to step in." She asked disgusting, as he took hold of her hand.
"Wasn't wife is devadasi?"
"What?" She asked with rage burning in her eyes, "Wife has to be prostitute to her husband and in his bed." He said casually, she cringe her foreheas im disgust. His concept was almost contract to him.
"I like Madhavi more than Kannagi in Silapathigaram." He added she got her hands out. But he pulled for a kiss making her eyes skip down tears continuously.
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Notes; Silappatikaram (literally translated, "The story of the Anklet") depicts the life of Kannagi, a chaste woman who led a peaceful life with Kovalan in Puhar (Poompuhar), then the capital of Cholas. Kannagi was born in a very rich trader family under Nagarathar Community[13] [14]. She was brought up with comfort and discipline. She was married to Kovalan, who was the young son of a similarly rich trader under Nagarathar Community[13][15][14]. Her life later went astray by the association of Kovalan with another woman Madhavi (daughter of prostitute, but not been like that )she was a dancer. Kovalan left Kannagi and settled at Madhavi's house. But Madhavi's mother started to get money from Kannagi in the name of Kovalan's request, without knowledge of both Kovalan and Madhavi. The loyal and astute Kannagi lost all the wealth given to them by their parents.
