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| How much guilty there were of each others' acts. |
“Aah!”
She
screamed as she cut herself while cutting onions. A stream of blood started to
ooze out. He hurriedly came inside the kitchen.
“Oh go!
What have you done? Can’t you be careful?"
While he
complained he quickly collected a first aid box. He cleaned the cut and
bandaged it in no time.
“It’s a
small cut only! It happens when you're working in the kitchen, Sudhir!”
“That I
don’t want to listen. Now you just be careful and relax for some time.”
Kirti would
always wonder about Sudhir’s overprotective and over-caring nature. Even though
many girls would love to have such type of husband but she would fear what if
he becomes over possessive. A chain of thought was broken by the shrill sound
of the cooker.
One evening
in the bedroom…
She rushed
to the bathroom and vomited several times. When she came out of the bathroom
she saw Sudhir standing in front of her with as usual worried look.
“What
happened? Are you okay?
She
instantly became irritated with his several questions.
“Sudhir,
nothing had happened. I just vomited but I don’t understand why you are always
so worried or tensed over such petty things?"
“it’s
because dear I care for you!”
“I know
even I care for you but that does not mean a small cut to the hand, vomiting or
loud bang of the door should concern you every now and them. Ours isn’t a love
marriage! And it’s not even matter of love marriage but your worrying habit
becomes too much sometimes.” She snapped at him.
“That’s why
I care for you!”
“What do
you mean by that now?”
“I am
guilty of something”
“Of what?”
He silenced
for few seconds.
“About what
you’re guilty of?” she repeated herself.
“Do you want
to listen to it?”
“Now of
course I want to know you’re guilty of what?”
“that I
hurt someone so much. I never cared about her.”
“About her?
Who is she? What? You’re having an extra-marital affair? She threw her
frustration at him.
“Oh no! Not
at all! Now listen to me patiently.”
When I was
in last year if my college I met this girl where I used to work as a part
timer.
We were
friends and soon became lovers but I never took her seriously. I made her cry,
beg and one day she got married to a guy that her parents chose.
After she
was gone from my life and it was hardly a month that time I realized that how
much she used to care about me and love me. But she was gone from my life
permanently. I have that guilt in my mind. To get rid of that guilt, I try to
love and care about you as much as I could.
“So the guilt
has made Mr. Sudhir lovable and caring person?” She mocked.
“Yes,
because last time I lost her and bargained my life with guilt and this time I
don’t want to lose you to regret for lifetime!
Kirti had
tears in her eyes and so his. They both hugged tightly each other realizing how
much guilty there were of each others' acts.
