Plainly With A Twist!

7. New trouble

The clock struck 7:00 in the morning and someone knocked at the newlyweds' door.

Eshaan groaned softly in his sleep. The noise was faint and he wasn't even sure if it was there. Just as he tried to turn to the other side the gentle thud was heard again. He thought of opening his eyes just a crack when he felt something solid but soft covering his eyes. The pressure wasn't uncomfortable and in fact, a welcome weight owning to the horrendous headache he felt. Gradually, he realized that there was a weight pressing down not only on his eyes but the rest of his body as well.

Eshaan's mind is muddled with sleep trying to wake up; while his body felt heavy and sleep paralyzed.

But the heaviness he felt wasn't his own. His blanket was exceptionally heavy as well. as the thought of blanket crossed his mind, he realized that his hands were hugging the really thick blanket to his body and his forearms thus felt the nip of the cold AC air.

He doesn't want his hands to be cold.

He tries to pull them inside the blanket but the stupid thing isn't wide enough, in fact, he feels lumps and random changes in texture in the blanket. He brings his hands back on top and feels for the hem. His one hand comes in contact with a mass of silk threads towards the head, while the hand down south encounters another mound. As his hand comes down from the mound his hand comes in contact with the hem. Eshaan immediately pulls up the hem and covers it up to his head.

Though he pulled the hem, the heavy "blanket's" weight distribution doesn't seem to have changed even in the slightest.

That is strange. His mind wonders.

He again starts to explore the surface with his hands. Again, he feels a mass of silk threads towards the head, a relatively flat terrain interrupted by a round mound and flat again.

What sort of blanket has such huge lumps?

Eshaan presses his hand more on the mound to try and flatten it as he moves it back up. unfortunately, the lump doesn't flatten but his hand slips beneath the cotton cover of the blanket as it moves towards the leveled terrain.

Suddenly, while he expected to find cotton and foam filling his hand encounters something solid and smooth, like a fruit skin. This blanket is made with fruits. his mind concluded. He wondered how they managed to level the fruits though into something this flat. His hand went back towards the mound. He realized a separate cotton cloth covered the mound. But he had already found the seam to the cover and he was just about to peel it off when the strange blanket slid off him on its own.

His hands that were tangled in the silk threads and beneath the cotton cover got pulled over as well so that he was now lying on top of the blanket.

Uff!!! such a useless and weird blanket. Completely stupid! Eshaan's eyes shot open with a start with a fit of pulsating anger against the "BLANKET".

He raises his head to get a better look at the thing. He realizes that the thing had ahead.

Like an actual human head.

"what the hell?!" Eshaan exclaims, just as the knocks on the door become more frantic.

"bhaiya open the door!", he hears Mishka's voice calling out to him.

Rubbing his eyes, still half asleep, he makes his way on wobbly steps towards the door.

Eshaan opens the door to find Mishka grinning naughtily.

"what is it Mishka? Why are you bothering me early in the morning" Eshaan asks while yawning.

"I am here to wake you guys, of course. You should thank me that I took up this task or mom or dadi would have come to wake you up. don't you remember we all need to visit the Kul devi's temple today to celebrate your marriage and do pooja.