That Stranger in my Room

Ram's Perspective

Alright...Alright! Before you all jump to conclusions that my room has been broken into...let me make this clear that the arrival of this STRANGER was with my consent...I think.
Well, I got married after the intense emotional blackmailing session of my family,so even though I consented to marriage I am not sure that it all happened with my actual consent!
Nevertheless, now there is a stranger residing in my room. From the moment of her arrival I have had to make so many sacrifices...I gave her two shelves for her books, made space for her vanity and i emptied some space in my closet for her clothes and on top of that, the ever generous person that I am,I even gave her a drawer. Can you imagine the amount of adjustment I am having to go through? This has been my room... My personal haven for the past 15 years. I think that I even saw her eyeing my bed... Come on! That's the heights of greediness. Thank goodness she changed her mind and walked on over to the big chaise lounger. I am not as naïve as you might have panned me from my frustrations.. We are married and I know that we have to share a bed eventually but that's eventually. I believe in true equality of the genders, sleeping together now would be treating each other like prostitutes... pardon my language... But that's how I feel. If down the line, at some point we have feelings for each other than it can be a real marriage but right now, I can sense that Priya ( yup that's my wife's name) is also relieved to see that I am not expecting anything from her in this marriage except for sharing mutual feelings towards this arrangement. Without actually stating anything it seems that she also in agreement with the expectations from this marriage of compromise! She will always be that stranger in my room!

Two weeks later
Why doesn't she get the idea that I have been and can continue to take care of myself. She doesn't have to make sure that I eat on time or take out my clothes for that matter .....women are such mothers!

Five weeks later

It's actually kind of nice to have someone waiting up for me when I get home late. She makes sure that I don't go to bed hungry. I have noticed that all my clothes seem color coordinated and matched so all I have to do is grab a set and I am ready ...I have always been an organized person but never did it occur to me that I can set up my wardrobe this way. But I tell you she is irritating as hell sometimes ....always taunting me to exercise and to eat healthy...for a hard working guy like me what's wrong with eating a few paranthas here and there...okay..okay, she might have seen me put a few dollops of butter on them..but yaar, that's the authentic way of eating paranthas otherwise there is no point in eating them...a must try I tell you! I have to tell dadi about this ...dadi is the only person, Priya seems to be scared of, probably out of respect but I am sure dadi too is gonna side with Priya...she seems to have cast some type of spell on her.

Three months later

My life is an organized mess these days...I mean while my stuff is surprisingly organized, Priya's stuff is everywhere. Yeah, she didn't bring a whole of stuff with her like she had threatened earlier but whatever she has, somehow ends up all over the room. I think that we have finally gotten into the rhythm of things...we leave together for work and come back together...her coaching center is on my way and besides that's the least I can do for all the things she does for me, most importantly she keeps my family happy. Dadi and Rishab seem to be huge fan of hers as they can't stop raving about her and don't move a finger without asking her. But why did things have to get messy like that...now it's kind of awkward between us and as usual it's all MY FAULT!
    The other night I had gotten up in the middle of the night to get some water. As I sat up siping from the glass, my eyes fell on Priya as she slept on the couch. For the first time, my mind took in her feminine form, her curves, the soft features of her face, She has such beautiful and small hands...I chuckled imagining them in my large ones as we did do that during the wedding ceremonies..her hands had disappeared in mine. While I was reminiscing, she moved and in the process, her blanket came off and oh my! I could not take my eyes off those legs of hers. With her night dress riding up with her movement I had a pretty good view of those sexy legs. My mind at this point was going cuckoo, not being able to think straight I had to pretty much make myself go sleep on the terrace so nobody will notice that I wasn't in room all night. On top of that, that same morning, on way out from the bathroom I collided into Priya and we both feel onto the bed. My lips had accidentally brushed the skin of her nape and that unusual feeling of wanting more of her started coming back. As we laid there, with her pinned underneath me, her scent and softness had me completely beguiled. If it wasn't for her attempt to shift my weight on her, something would have surely happened...as I got up embarrassingly, we both acted quite flustered and made for a fast escape at the moment.
All day our interactions were quite awkward,while I checked her out at every chance I had, Priya seemed quite disgusted ( I hate to admit it). She seemed lost and tearful. Two days later, realization of my wrongful behavior dawned on me so I decided to apologize.
"Priya, Dekho I am sorry for the way I have been acting" I mustered the courage to speak up
Before I could utter any more words, Priya threw herself on my chest crying uncontrollably.
I held her like a true gentleman. I felt horrible that i was the cause of her misery "Priya, I really am sorry...I promise that it won't happen again" she shook her head on my chest and looked up through those tear brimming eyes " Mr. Kapoor, it's not you!"
Confused I asked her again animatedly then "what is it? Why are you so upset from the last few days?"
She hesitated then handed me her phone. There were several messages from some guy Ashwin and he was beyond disgusting. There were remarks about how Priya looked more beautiful and tempting after marriage and he was a fool to reject her.... And the blatant proposal to see if they could still work out things between them. Reading all those messages, my head just spun. I felt very angry at this guy and also more disgusted with myself. Am I also like this guy? Definitely not!
I held her for a while then reassured her that this Ashwin will be taken care off. I am gonna be a good friend or a companion to her...yup that's what a gentlemen should do.. And that's who I am!