"How's the food?" Mishti asked staring at Ruhaan with a forced smile, Ruhaan who was till now silently eating raised his eyes to look at her."Mishti, rest all is fine, it's just that it has a bit of more salt, just a bit but no problem ...but... you don't eat it, I'll cook something else for..." Ruhaan was speaking while innocently looking towards her as he was cut in by Mishti.
" What's you problem Ruhaan, I do so much for you...handling both this house and my office work together,I get so tired yet I never miss on anything, Can't you see, You do nothing, in fact even your earnings are less than mine, off course, my fault, I should have known while marrying you itself that what can a man who earns by clicking photographs give me , I would have to do everything, I was dumb, atleast I expected you to be cooperative but you...you have problem even with a pinch of extra salt in food, let me tell you...If you have so much problem with my food, Why don't you cook yourself, In fact if you have so much problem with me, Why the hell don't you leave m..." Mishti shouted at Ruhaan angrily in a go as she stopped abruptly looking at Ruhaan standing up.
Ruhaan looked at her annoyed as he replied back shouting," This is what I should ask Mishti, What is your problem nowadays, You start fighting with me on the smallest of topics, I don't have problem with the salt in food, I am eating it, I said it for you because I don't want you to eat salty food, Mishti, there was a time when you used to understanding even my silence but now...Now You don't even understand what I speak to you...Why, I don't know what has happened, What has changed but I can't take it anymore, I can't, I know I earn less than you but what does that change between us, Both of us knew it from before our marriage, we accepted each other with our flaws but why are you having problem with my flaws now, Why Mishti...It's enough, I had had enough..." Ruhaan said as his anger soon submerged and rather tears took its place, while still with tears, Ruhaan walked out of the house closing the door behind himself as Mishti stared at him going, sternly.
Mishti silently went and locked the door from inside, picked up the plate of food which Ruhaan had finished and went towards the kitchen.
As Mishti was just done with washing the dirty dishes, the doorbell rang.
Mishti washed her hands as she looked at the wall clock, it was some 10 in the morning, " Newspaper man must have come with bill" She spoke to herself as she went to open the door.
As soon as she opened the door, someone bend down hugging her tightly, " Ruhaan..." Mishti said with shaking voice as Ruhaan tightened the hug, " I am sorry Mishti, I shouldn't have shouted at you like this, I am really sorry, I really didn't want to hurt you, I am sorry, It was just that I got angry...I am really sorry..." Ruhaan was continuously saying with a heavy voice, Mishti could easily sense that he was crying till now.
' Kyun Karte Ho Mujhse Itna Pyaar Ruhaan, Adha Ghanta bhi Meri hi Galti par mujhse Naraz Nahi Reh paye Tum, Meine Tumhe itna kuch keh Diya phir bhi Tum Mujhse Sorry bol Rahe To, Kyun Ruhaan, Aise Kaise chalega, Aise Kaisa Tum mere Bina Rahoge jab mein Tumse Dur Chali jaungi...' Mishti was lost in her thoughts as tears themselves made their way out of her eyes, her trail of thoughts stopped as Ruhaan broke the hug.
"Don't cry Mishti, I am really sorry." Ruhaan said wiping her tears as Mishti kept looking at him shocked.
" Acha, did you eat breakfast? No right, Don't even eat the food you cooked, it's as if someone turned the whole box of salt upside down in it..." He looked at her innocently as he stopped, she was still looking at him with the same shocked expression, he misunderstood it to be anger.
" Ok, sorry, but I will cook food for you, Don't worry and if you were so tired, couldn't you tell me before, from today I will cook breakfast and lunch...no, no, Dinner also, You don't worry haan..." Ruhaan was continuously speaking while moving towards Kitchen as Mishti was looking at him with the same expression.
" By the way, there is salt in the kitchen na, I mean, it didn't got over due to breakfast na..." Ruhaan bit his tongue as he saw Mishti walk towards him with the same expression.
"If it had so much salt, Why did you eat it silently?" Mishti asked , this time softly as tears moved in her eyes.
" Off course because you cooked it, I wouldn't let it get waste na, in fact the left over amount, I'll eat in lunch, Now let me cook you food, You must be hungry." Ruhaan moved inside the kitchen as , as soon as he went inside Mishti kept her hand on her mouth, crying silently.
' How will you live without me Ruhaan, Why you can't hate me... please hate me, Please...I won't be able to see you broken at my death, rather it would be better if you hate me beforehand itself, please hate me, please Ruhaan...' Mishti thought to herself among her silent cries.
A health checkup recently revealed to her that she was suffering from last stage of cancer, realizing she couldn't live more than a few months and her Ruhaan couldn't live without her, Mishti decided that she would make him hate her, she had done a lot till now to make him hate her, Putting a great amount of extra salt in food, trying to make Ruhaan speak that she was a bad cook, shouting at him even without him saying anything was also a part of this plan but could Ruhaan ever hate his Mishti? This was for Mishti to see, off course her heart had got to know the answer but her mind was not ready to accept defeat, she had to do something for Ruhaan before dying , She had to make him hate her but for now...giving him some happiness shouldn't do any harm.
" Mishti, Food ready..."Ruhaan was coming out smiling as wiping her tears Mishti smiled at him, " Its smelling Yum Ruhaan..." Mishti walked towards him with her ever so sweet smile.
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My MisHaan Drabbles( Unedited)
FanficRandom Short pieces of writings on Mishaan, it can be a one shot, a drabble or a Mini Shot.