Friday 18 April 2014

A to Z Series Post # 16 - Puzzles !!

On one side was Mahita , who’d turned down my love for her ; on the other side was Kamini, puzzling me with her new , calm demeanor.

I was pretty sure of Mahita’s love for me.  
I’d called her a widow, that was indeed a mistake; I hadn’t been able to stop the inadvertent flow of words then.
But I’d never let that status of hers affect my love.
What if her husband had passed away ? I still loved her, lover her as a simple woman.
But she didn’t seem to understand.
Or, was she pretending that she hadn’t understood the essence of my love for her ?
Couldn’t she see that she was offering me the greatest strength of my life by loving me ?
Why couldn’t she accept me ?
Was she being weighed down by what the society would think?

So many puzzling thoughts.

Kamini’s nonchalance was beginning to get on to my nerves.
Every time I looked at her, I could see that she wanted to something ; it was always as if some thoughts were brewing up in her vocal chord and dying on her lips.
There were times when I tried to make some sane conversation with her, but she would answer me to the point, may be smile a little and move away.
She opted for night shifts more, so that we hardly got to meet each other.
For every two days of night shifts , she got two days off.
But she wouldn’t remain at home even in the evenings.
She would return just before dinner, and we would dine in silence.

Once or twice, I heard her hum a tune, when she washed the utensils or ironed the clothes. A tune which I was sure I’d heard somewhere , but couldn’t recognise. That was so unusual of Kamini, anyway.

This was another puzzle troubling me, Kamini’s withdrawal.

In my relentless pursuit of love, I talked to Mahita again.

“ What’s it that makes you say No to me, Mahita?”, I asked her for the umpteenth time.

“ You shouldn’t even be asking me this, Vinod. I can’t believe you’re still talking this to me. When I say, No, it means exactly that,” she replied, without crumbling before me.

“ Mahita, I know you like me. Is it Kamini, now ? Is it the thought of what she’ll do that’s holding you back?”, I asked.

“ Vinod, Kamini is your wife. She’s there to support you, for all that you want. You shouldn’t even think of me in her place,” she said, sounding tired.

“ She doesn’t love me, Mahita. She doesn’t”, I  groaned in exasperation.

“ Then I  think I must tell you this, Vinod”,  she said,  “that I’m sorry, you don’t know her enough”.

I stared at her, astonished at what I thought was her sheer impudence, as she walked out of my room, her footsteps echoing across the empty hall.

Linking this to A toZ 2014 and the Ultimate Blogging Challenge.


  1. I am so curious now...please let there be some more light tomorrow :)

    Beauty Interprets, Expresses, Manifests the Eternal

  2. Really stopped at curious point...

  3. Awaiting next part..ended at curious moment

  4. കഥ നല്ല രസകരമായി മുന്നേറുന്നു. പക്ഷെ ഇനി വായനയ്ക്ക് ഞാന്‍ ഉണ്ടാവില്ല തല്‍ക്കാലം. നാളെ ഇന്‍ഡ്യയിലേയ്ക്ക് പോവുകയാണ്. സൈബര്‍ ലോകത്തുനിന്ന് 45 ദിവസം അവധി. ഗ്രാമത്തില്‍ തനി ഗ്രാമീണന്‍ ആയിട്ടൊരു വേഷം മാറല്‍!!

    സര്‍വവിധ ആശംസകളും.
    മടങ്ങിയെത്തിയിട്ട് കഥയുടെ ബാക്കിഭാഗം വായിയ്ക്കാം!

  5. Awesome! Thanks for the lovely twist!

  6. he is running towards a dead, I must remark


  7. i love the way this is running to the climax.....running to catch the next two parts...

  8. I have new respect for Mahitha! You go, woman :)


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