Dono Jud Ke Judaa (Slow Updates)

Inkaar

It's so hot. It's so hot. It's so hot.

I can't breathe.

Ye konsi bhaari chiz rakh di mere upar? I try to move it away but I can't feel my arm.

My arm? Where's my arm?!

I hear someone groan. My eyes snap open and heat rushes to my cheeks when I see our position.

My left arm is outstretched and on it lies my husband's handsome face. His face is almost snuggled inside my neck. I can feel his hot breath on my neck.

I remove my leg that is above his. I'm sure my cheeks have become redder than Rekha Ji's lipstick.

How did we end up like this?

Yesterday was chaotic. Drunk Hriday is the best. I should get him drunk more often. What a riot!

I smile. It vanishes in no time when I remember what he confessed to me yesterday. Keechad uchhlu idiot!!

I jerk my hand from below him and sit up. He groans and mumbles something inaudible. And then he's back in his deep slumber.

I close my eyes as I remember all that he said yesterday.

I like you a lot Shravni. I liked you the moment I had laid eyes on you. I thought you were beautiful. So fucking beautiful.

Oh my..

I cover my face with my hands smiling. He told me I looked beautiful. Fucking beautiful to be precise. I grin. I look at my hands remembering his kisses from yesterday. I take a pillow and press my face into it.

Eeeeeeee...

I'm sure it was not a dream. It's real. How can it be real? But it's real! But how? I mean I'm me and he's.. he's.. well he's Hriday. How can he like someone like me?

But why did he pretend to not know me when he saw me after those years when I had come to see Ekansh. Did Ekansh even know about this? Why did he behave so coldly towards me the whole time me and Ekansh were friends?

I look at Hriday. Saare jawaab aapse hi milenge. Aur saare jawaab mai lekar hi rahungi.

Okay pati dev. Time to wake up.

"Hriday! Wake up!" I shake him awake.

He covers himself with a blanket and turns on the other side. Cute.

"Uthiye!!" I pull the blanket away and throw it on the floor.

"What the fuck Shravni. Just shut up" he says groggily and puts a pillow over his ears.

Cuteness gone in an instant. Back to his monster self I see. I'm relieved that he's not completely changed.

Now I guess I have to get a way out of my Cuckoo-doo-koo book. Cuckoo-doo-koo because that wakes you up.

Wow maybe I should write a book on ways to wake up people. I wonder why the angrez call it cock-a-doodle-doo. Konsa murga cock-a-doodle-doo karta hai. Stupid. It's cuckoo-doo-koo.

Focus! That's not the point here.

I take the AC remote and lower the temperature to 17 degrees. Let's see how you survive that cold without a blanket.

Within a few seconds itself the room becomes freezing cold and I wrap the thrown away blanket around me as I look at my victim with a cruel smile on my face.

No not a victim. He's the culprit. Wow I've learnt quite some terms from all the phone calls Hriday's gets from work.

Focus Avni. Focus.