My name is Krish. Mine was an arranged marriage and I had been in love with Meera since then. This is a story of how our marriage which was the most beautiful thing ever happened to me went on to seem like it wasn’t actually there, because it seems so gone now. A person often meets his fate on the road he takes to avoid it. Simply put, it’s a story of how I messed with it and lost it all.
I’ll start from the beginning. I was running a small business when I got married. It didn’t work much in my favour and I was forced to quit. I pursued a white collar job from which I was fired an year later. Then I returned to my own business which met with a horrible outcome and I soon found myself reeling with a heavy debt. Though my wife, Meera, was working and earning for our family, I could not find a way to repay my debt to a man called Sunny. I was almost on the run. I was ignoring his calls. But it was a bad move. He tracked me and I ended up being beaten up by his goons. I wasn’t seriously injured, but it wasn’t a nice experience either, for a first timer.
I told you I’ll start from the beginning. Which means there was an incident in the beginning that paved the stones for the surprises that my life had for me. That eventful day, I was leaving from my house to somewhere when I spotted Sunny’s SUV at the end of the street and I immediately withdrew myself to my house. Meera was in the shower and I had no time to spend explaining. To her, I was already gone because I had announced my leave when she was in there. Read more »
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“Mamma ice cream!!!” seven year old Rani yelled as she saw the gelato store in the mall and tried to run towards it. But Ranjana held her hand firmly.
“Not now, Rani.” she said, dragging her inside the shoe store. “First we have to get your school shoes.”
“But I want it now!!” she started jumping up and down. The kid had been a handful from the day she was born.
“Rani, please don’t make a scene!” Ranjana said as the dozen or so customers in the store started looking at them.
“Yes ma’am, how can I help you?” a salesman walked up.
“We are here for these shoes for the Vidya Niketan uniform.” she handed him the note from Rani’s school. Read more »
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I really could not believe that I was sitting in a hotel with Tausif. I was in Mahabaleshwar sitting on a double bed next to a mirror brushing my hair. In the mirror, I could see Tausif sleeping beside me. His body was covered in a bed sheet, but I knew that beneath it he was completely naked. As I saw in the mirror, I was also wearing only panties. My long hair had covered by boobs and my skin was still glowing with raw sex that we had last night. There was no sign of my brassiere so I looked around to check. I found it lying on the floor.
It was a transparent bra of red color that I had purchased just 10 days back. In fact I had purchased an entire set containing six different colors. The six colors were Red, Black, Blue, Green, Yellow and Pink. Shweta had insisted on me buying it saying that Tausif would love it. Now I knew that he really loved it. My black colored georgette sari was also lying on the floor along with a black sleeveless blouse. This was also Shweta’s choice. In fact all the clothes that I brought here were chosen by Shweta. I picked up my brassier and slowly put it on my boobs and hooked it. After that I pulled up my blouse and choli and wore it.
As I looked in mirror, I knew why Tausif had fallen for me even after being married to Shweta for 8 years. I myself had been married to Aniket for 5 years. Even after that, I had a fantastic figure. Marriage had put some weight on me, but only on the right places. And I could see it in the mirror. I slowly wore my sari and then reclined in the bed beside Tausif. I put my hand on his chest and head on his shoulders. Memories about the last 9 months flooded my mind. Read more »
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When I arrived home from work on Friday, Shilpa’s car was in front of the house. The guilt that was eating at my guts took another bite and I reached for the Rolaids as I parked my car in the garage.
When I walked in the back door, Kalpana greeted me and kissed me softly on the lips. “Hi, honey. How was your day?” That loving, knowing expression was on her face. That look always made me wary, as if she knew something I didn’t know, but should.
“Long. The week was long.” I saw Shilpa leaning against the doorway into the family room. It was the first time I’d seen her socially since Mikesh’s funeral two weeks ago. Oh, I’d seen her at the lawyers’ office when we discussed Mikesh’s estate, but that’s not the same.
“We need to talk. Go say hello to Shilpa while I make you a drink,” Kalpana said. Read more »
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