Her Second Husband [On hold]

05

The sunny weather with a comfortable  cool breeze blowing had motivated the citizens to take a walk out, roam a little, jog a little or just plain be out to catch that morning dew of the lovable environment. It seemed mother nature was smiling with lush greens slowly dancing in the fresh air along with the  blooming yellow- fushia Dalias, the shy marigolds and the bold roses. The birds still were happily chirping with their mates at 8 am swinging their tails. A rare event in a polluted metropolitan busy city. 

Meanwhile a big man was sprawled all over a single bed hardly able to accommodate his muscular figure in it. He had somehow adjusted to sleep the night by diagonally fixing himself in that tiny bed which he was in love with once. Now the small bed was unable to provide the same warmth and comfort it did when he was not so big. The problem wasn't actually of the bed. It was of the occupient who had stubbornly wanted to be on that bed.

 He could hear the sound of steel utensils being shoved quite aggressively once in a while and Vijaya scolding someone. The advertisement of TMT Steel Bars and books were blaring high. Heavy footprints rushing to and fro. Despite all these disturbances, he remained stretched like a frog on his fours, clutching the soft cotton bedcover with hand wooven floral designs. Though the one tonne Window  Air conditioner LED panel promised a cold 18°c  temperature, but the room still was stuffy with humidity and heat. A weather which Rounak was rarely habituated off. Guess he had to manage these days and slowly his life would be back to the Indian Rounak he was once. The scolding has now increased but another sound this time. A female. The Grandfather clock mundanely ticks a blank 8:20 AM.  A voice surfaced in his mind.

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" So we start by 8:30 then ?" 

"8:30 you say?" Hesitation in Rounak's voice.

"Ok then. It's 8:45 AM for you. But don't be late after this." 

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His body flung over the bed and whooshed inside the bathroom. It took around ten minutes in all to complete his morning ritual of elaborate brushing, attending to his nature calls and showering. After changing into the Chocolate brown shirt which practically sprang out of his specially locked checked in  VIP trolley and groaning in annoyance for the next ten minutes for unlocking those trolleys. He  recovered  a biege trouser  from the other trolley in a very bad shape as he didn't took time for folding his clothes well at all, he half ran outside his bedroom.

Vijaya found Rounak with a dishevelled wet hair and his shirt awkwardly hanging along his sides,   while his hands buzy with the belt around his waist. 

Vinita giggled in the dinning table breaking Rohit and Vijaya's surprisingly laughable gaze from poor Rounak.

His eyes followed everyone else to quickly straighten up his attire and then took a chair beside Rohit's left. 

A series of cheerful  Good mornings echoed the dinning hall while Rounak's was the grumpiest. 

"What is it?" Vijaya asked for the cause behind this grumpy mood. 

"I couldn't sleep the whole night. Not even a wink." Rounak sulked.

" You could have slept with Rohit. He has big king size bed." Vijaya pointed out.

"Oh no!! That priceless bed would welcome his bride only other than his gigantic ego. " Rounak chortled.

 Rohit's face masked the irritation for his words well and was  as usual shoving down his own breakfast of milk with rolled oats and banana with gusto. He would glance up the wall mounted huge LED television at times. Rohit Sekhwau was least interested to be offended with these silly jokes early morning.