Red threads of fate

DESTINY

It was 4 in the evening and I was waiting for the last appointment of the day. It was a busy day filled with difficult people. Why can't men try to understand what their significant others want? Stupid men with their ego shaped as big as titanic.

I opened my water bottle and took a sip from it. I tilted my head towards the clock and let out a sigh. After 2 minutes or so I heard a knock on the door. "Please come in." A couple came in. The man was well built, he had blue highlights on his hair and was wearing blue jeans, a black and white shirt and orange shoes.

"Orange shoes? That's some weird fashion statement." I thought to myself.

The woman, on the other hand, had dark hair, they reflected the white light in my office like the sun reflects on a pond. She was wearing a high neck, full sleeves pink sweater and black jeans. I noticed the sleeves were kinda long or maybe it was just oversized for comfortability.

"Isn't she feeling hot? The sun is still at its peak and the last time I checked it definitely isn't that cold in September." I was in deep thinking.

"Good evening, Mr Hemang", the man spoke," I am Kanav, you were referred to us by Snigdha and Mehul. They are our friends. They said that you helped them with their issues but I don't believe in all this couples therapy and all. We came because they kept bugging us."

The man definitely strikes me as a person who believes he is better than others. Never asking for help. Always prying their way through and full of pride. There was some kind of dissent in his eyes. He must always be angry or frustrated so much that even his polite tone has turned into a rude one.

"What about you mam? What's your name?" I asked the woman.

"Shi..."

"I am sorry, I couldn't hear you, can you speak a bit loudly?"

"Shivani" she gathered all her strength and let out her name.

She averted her eyes and started looking down.

Her eyes, there was something going on with her. It was like she is sitting silently but her eyes are telling a whole other story.

"So, tell me are you two married or in a long term live in kinda relationship?"

"We are married, it has only been 2-3 months. Mehul said that you are a magician and you solve all the problems with ease."

It's time to introduce myself, since I was small I have always been able to see some kind of red string around the ring finger of the left hand of people. It's called the red thread of fate. I can see them. It shows me who is supposed to be perfect for each other. I was suspicious about this when I heard about a couple in my class, this red string was around both of their ring fingers. I was sure of it when some people that I knew and some that I didn't know, were tied together with this thread and somehow got together, like in a relationship. All of them are still together till this date. I understood I had some kind of special blessing and it was my duty to bring all these misguided people to come together. I also thought if it's going to be like that, why not make some money out of it. I have always seen red threads tied to different people. For myself, I have a black thread tied to my ring finger. I don't know what that means and I don't have the time to find out about this. If I stop and focus on myself then who is going to help these love birds.

"Yes, you can say I am some kind of magician" I snickered. "So what seems to be the problem."

"The problem is really complicated, I don't think there's a spark anymore between us. We used to be the couple whom everybody was jealous of. After the marriage, it all went downhill from there. I come home after a long day of work and she's sitting there just staring blankly at the walls. And sometim-"

"Excuse me where is the washroom?" Shivani interrupted Kanav.

"It's the last door on the left when you leave this room" I replied.

Shivani got up and hurriedly left the room.

"Mr Hemang, and sometimes I think she is cheating on me. I come home and she is not even there. She arrives after one or two hours. She used to be all so talkative but now she just sits and stares. She is always silent. My marriage is falling apart, if I knew this was destined for me in my future. I would have never even married her."

"With all due respect, Kanav, I have heard your issues but for me to bring about any positive changes I have to talk to your wife also."

Just as I finished my sentence Shivani came in, her mascara was all worn off and her eyes were a bit swollen. Was she crying in there?

"Shivani, I just heard what your husband was trying to make me understand, but you know marriage is just like a bike, one wheel is the husband and the other one is the wife. It won't work unless both of them give some input. So do you have anything to say? Any problems or issues that you might want to share?"

"No" she said after taking a sip of water from the glass.

"I am a therapist and I can't do any good if you won't communicate with me"

"To be honest, we don't need a therapist, I am trying my best to hold this marriage together and I am damn sure talking to some THERAPIST will fix it. It depends on me and I am giving my best to fix it."

I was shook from the answer. The person who hasn't spoken more than 4 words till now just dropped a bomb on me. It took me about 20 seconds to register her answer. In my experience, such a blatant answer is only given when someone is trying to hide something. Who was it? The wife or the husband?

"If you need any help, then here is my contact and you both know where to find me." I passed my card to each of them. Kanav brought his left hand forward and I saw his thread running out through the door. He was never meant to marry Shivani. It's just a big mistake.

Shivani brought her right hand forward. I couldn't see her thread but somehow her sleeve got pulled back and I noticed some sharp lines on her wrist. Were they cut marks. I was trying to get a better look but she noticed me and swiftly took her hand back.

They both got up, Kanav shook my hand and said thank you. I could see something in Shivani's eyes. Something was definitely wrong. As they were about to leave my left hand started itching. The black thread was at a full stretch. I followed the thread and it was tied to Shivani's finger. I don't know anything about this thread and it was tied to this girl? Is she my destiny?