The Honeymoon.....

“Wow….what a place Rahul” told Romila. She seems to be very excited visiting Kerala finally.

“Yup…this is…therefore this is known as God’s own country. You were so behind me for last 3 months that I have to make a trip to this place. And I am happy you insisted so much. I also liked the place and our second honeymoon within one year of our marriage” told Rahul and hugged Romila.

“By the way tomorrow morning I am going to meet Ragahwan, my ex-boss in another hotel nearby. He has some good offer for me in his new company. It will be good if you come along with me. I know you don’t like mixing work with personal life but this may be a good opportunity. . We can go for some site visit from there itself” Rahul told

“That’s OK love. You made the trip exclusively in the mid of the financial year, I can at least let you take care of few things related to your work. I will love to go with you to meet Mr. Raghwan.” Told Romila

It was surprising for Rahul but he is happy that Romila is not upset with this mixing of work & personal life.

It was second day of their second honeymoon at Kerala. Rahul wake up and found that Romila is still asleep. Usually she wakes up early. He got fresh and was ready to go to Raghwan’s hotel in no time. He saw Romila was still sleeping.

“Romila, are you alright? I am ready. Are you coming with me?”, Rahul asked kissing on her forehead.

Romila didn’t told anything but simply gave a glance to Rahul and fall asleep once again.

Rahul was confused as yesterday she was ready to come and now suddenly she is not responding.

“See I am getting late. I will come back in two hour. Hope by that time you will get ready.” Rahul told and left to meet Ragahwan.

Rahul hired a car and asked the driver to take him to hotel Le Maridian. Suddenly Rahul’s mobile rang.

“Hey love, it is going on as per plan. Romila is not with me. I was clean bowled when she agreed to come with me. She never likes to mix personal & professional life so I was damn sure she will not come with me and we can spend quality two hours together. But when she told she will come, my heart stopped beating. Somehow I spend the whole night in planning where to take her and how to meet you. But as usual she was not ready to come with me in the morning. Now I am coming to you in few minutes….it has been long making wild wild love to you. I always wished you were there back at Delhi. Anyways let’s not miss this chance. Only thing bothering me is that why the hell she changed her mind. Also she behaved a bit weird. Am I forgetting something or missing something…anyway love here I come” Rahul told someone on the phone and cut the call.

Rahul started thinking hard if he is missing something…why Romila behaved like that.

Suddenly he saw the date on his iPhone….its 27^th of October…his face became pale.

“Oh shit…its her birthday today…damn how come I forgot that….Romila will kill me for forgetting this…in the excitement of meeting Sugandha I messed up all” Rahul thought

Rahul tried to call Romila but her mobile was switched off. He then called the manager of his hotel and asked him to arrange bouquet and a birthday cake. He asked the driver to take him back to the hotel.

“Hey love…I am getting back to hotel…got something urgent…will get back to you on phone and will plan to meet in the evening….buy for now” Rahul told Sugandha and rushed toward the hotel.

In ten minutes he reached hotel. Manager of the hotel in the meantime arranged the bouquet & the cake.

“Thanks buddy…only one more favor I want…if you have the master key…than kindly open the door of Room number 208. I would like to give this surprise to my wife”, asked Rahul

“Sure sir, I know you guys are availing honeymoon package…this kind of surprises make it more fun…we will love to make this happen. Here is the key please open it and hand over to the room service guy” Manager replied and handed over the master key

Rahul along with room service guy reached to the room. Tag of “Do Not Disturb” was hanging on the door of the room. Rahul was surprised to see the tag as it was not there when he left in the morning.

“May be she is actually not well or is upset because I did not wished her and don’t want anyone to disturb”, Rahul thought. He opened the door slowly and gave the key back to room service guy.

As he went inside he heard two voices one is of her wife and another is of a man who he did not able to recognize.

“Hey love…how I wish you were back at Delhi. It’s so long making wild wild love to you like this” Romila to the man

“No issues…I will get transferred back to Delhi in next few month. Just tell me how fast you can go for filing a divorce.” Man asked Romila

“I think just after first anniversary I will go for it. I got married to him because my father liked him and without this marriage I would have loosed whatever I got from my father‘s property, that was the condition from him. But now my father is no more and property paper will be handed over to me in next 2-3 months” Romila told

“Oh that’s great…but will he spare you so easily” man asked

“He has to…in fact he also married me just to pay back to my father who made his carrier. He is in a relationship with a girl named Sugandha. I have enough evidence to prove him guilty if he will not leave me. In fact he must be making love to her even now which is getting recorded through the camera installed in the room where she is staying. Thanks to your network here, it really helped and your idea of bringing him here on honeymoon actually helped.” Told Romila

“Oh my god..you are real dirty mind. Hope you are not spying on me” that man asked

“Nope my love…you are everything to me…in fact the best thing ever happened to me…let’s not waste more time he will be here in next one hour…so hold me tight…make the love like you always made to me at Delhi…show me your wild side once again” told Romila and both continued making love and her words got converted into moaning.

Rahul was clean bowled in real this time. He slowly moved out of the room and called Sugandha,” Hey love…congratulations….let’s plan our marriage…but first let’s make love like we made at Delhi…get ready to see my wild side in few minutes “

And the honeymoon continues………….

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Lady at The Coffee House...

“Hey Robin, help me out buddy, I have to sell my flat as soon as possible” Ashwin told Robin on phone

“Are you sure?..... Man, next month will be your last EMI and officially you will be the owner. You will not get such location in the price at what you have taken it.” Robin told Ashwin

“You have no idea Robin what happened today. Meet me in next half an hour at CCD.” Ashwin told and cut the call.

Robin reached CCD and saw Ashwin already sitting there.

“It’s a surprise; you always used to call me at the Old Coffee House, now CCD at a sudden. Everything alright na” Robin asked Ashwin 

“Robin I have told you about a lady na…who used to sit just in front of my usual place at Old Coffee House often. For last three days I am finding that she becomes a bit attentative when I enter the coffee house. Today I caught her looking at me. And even I wanted to know about her, so I started the conversation.” Ashwin told

“Great, that’s good. After your divorce from Renna you are alone, you need a partner, you are only 45 now. So what happened next?” Robin asked

“I asked her name. Her name is Smita. Initially she was hesitant to talk. But after some time she became comfortable. I admired her dressing sense. She always wears a sari with very light makeup. She looks quite decent and full with dignity. For last 4-5 days she is coming to the coffee house with a magazine and sits there for half an hour to one hour. She also enquired about me and my family. I told her that I am a divorcee and about my job. Then she started taking interest and even I enjoyed talking to her and her company. So I told her about my past and given the address of my flat. I also told her that I am staying alone. She noted that and told me that she will like to meet me alone in my flat. It was a bit surprising, though I liked the idea but also got an apprehension that how come she gets ready to meet me at my flat just after first meeting. Suddenly she told that she has to go somewhere as she has urgent work. She took my cell number and told me that she will call and meet me in my flat after 2-3 days. By that time a doubt already developed about her. You know today high profile escorts are available so easily.” Told Ashwin

“Damn, beware Robin I know you are alone for quite some time but if at all she is a call girl than you never know what is going to happen next. It may be wonderful or may lead you to something bad.” Robin warned Ashwin

“I know but she doesn’t seem to be a call girl. The way she was dressed and was very primp & prompt and looks very homely. Then I decided to follow her. She went to the basement where car parking was there. She gets in a car and after 10-15 minutes she came out. She called someone on mobile phone and then what ever I heard even now I can’t believe.” Told Ashwin

“So I am right she was a call girl. She might have called her next client after getting her job done in the car with the customer..right?” asked Robin

“You are right she did her job, but she called to someone who definitely was not his customer but the master. She told “Sir, the job is done. I am moving out and the good news is that we have got another target. He leaves in Marvel Heights in flat number 9, 5^th floor. He leave alone their and I’ve got his cell number. I am going to meet him after 2-3 days. He is going to be our 3^rd target in 5 months with this rate we can be rich in no time. “And then she cut off the phone and moved out of basement.

“Damn, this is your flat number Ashwin.” Robin told surprisingly

“Yes, and when I moved close to the car in which she moved in, I saw a middle aged person, lying dead. She killed him and that was her job.  She might have done this by injecting some deadly poison as the body was slowly turning blue. ” Told Ashwin

“I immediately went to the Coffee House and informed the manager. He with security guard of Coffee House rushed to the basement. Security guard told me that he is a banker and lived alone in the apartment near by. He was regular to the Coffee Shop. Also he told me that 2 days back he had seen him with the lady who also used to come to Coffee House for last seven days. The description was of none other than Smita.” Told Ashwin

“Oh my God, it means she was a killer and her target is alone middle aged man who got decent social profile and money. Like in first meeting you were so impressed that you have given her your cell number & address and also fixed the meeting. It will not be surprise that in 2-3 meetings she can take maximum advantage out of such target.” Told Robin

“Yes, the group she belongs to must have targeting people like me who are a bit desperate to get a companion, lady with such profile is 100% fit for their requirement. Therefore I called you up to sell the flat and for the time being I will be your guest at your house.” Told Ashwin

“That is OK. But if not you than someone else will be the target. Let’s got to police station and inform them, our good friend Inspector Ronit is there. He will help you out” told Robin

“Yup, you are right let’s got to police station, but either you get my flat sold or let the police catch hold that killer gang. Till then I am your guest.” Told Ashwin

“Done baba, but for now let’s go to police station” told Robin and they moved to the police station.

And in the meantime the lady at the Coffee Shop and her gang must have been searching for another middle aged target that is alone and searching for companion. Are you one of them? Beware!

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Clean Proposal....

 “Have you ever seen him clean shaved?” Ramya asked Punita

“Nope, he never shaves completely. And I am in love with him with this look.” Punita told

“Then what’s the problem?”. Ramya asked Punita

“My father saw him one day and texted me “I hate than unclean stubble”. He is of the view that a man who doesn’t even keep himself clean can’t take care of me. I told about this to Shovit. He told me that he will get it clean shaved. But I like his looks. So I asked him not to be clean shaved. Everything is on hold as of now.”  Told Punita

“You know what Ramya, Sovit is right, let him get clean shaved…you guys are in love and that is what matters, once you guys get married after that you can ask him to get the look back. But I am sure once you will like his clean shaved looks” Ramya told

“No way, this look is awesome. But you are right; there is no harm in trying this to get consent from my father. I’ll ask him.” Punita told

Next morning Shovit came to Punita’s house . She first time saw him clean shaved. His clean shaven look bowled her over. Her father liked Shovit’s a lot and gave his consent.

 “Shovit, I like this look far better, don’t dare to grow your those hairs again.” Punita told and Shovit smiled and hugged her.

Next day Punita asked Ramya “ You were right, now I don’t want Shovit to have rugged looks again. How you knew that?”

“I know Shovit for long, we grew together and I have seen him clean shaved and you are my best friend I know what you like and what not.” Told Ramya

Punita smiled & hugged Ramaya.

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The Target...

Deepa Singh is the current state champion in Archery. She is quite well known sports person and being famous has its own pros & cons. She was the only non-tribal archer in the state team in which all other players were tribal which is result of the quota system applicable to the state since the state formed. She became the champion on ‘pure merit’ by defeating all other competitors by quite a margin. In fact points she earned was a state record. Some liked them in team and most doesn't.

Annual state championship was coming closer. It was only 4 months to go. Deepa  as usual was coming out of the Archery Ground after her practice session. As she reached the parking area two persons on bike with mask came close and thrown some liquid on her face. Being a sports person her reflexes were quite good so she tried to save herself from the liquid but couldn't succeed to save herself completely.

“Theek akahan nai padisle bhaga bhaga, pakdai jaeb nai toh” (It has not been put on her properly anyway let’s run away else we will be caught) man sitting behind the bike rider shouted in some tribal language and they flew away in no time. 

Deepa was in severe pain. It was a brutal ACID attack on her. Suddenly her coach David sir saw her. He ran to help her. In no time he understood what might have happened. He called the ambulance and took her to hospital.  Immediately she was attended being the state champion. After 3 hours of treatment she was shifted to private ward. Doctor informed that her face is 40% damaged, she lost her right eye but her left eye seems to be OK.

Deepa’s parents were totally broken. They had never thought that this will happen to her.

“I was telling her to stop playing as we used to receive number of threatening calls but she didn’t listened us”, her mother told David sir and started crying.

“We informed to police also. But we never got the support from them properly. We are still treated as migrant and outsider in the state, though it is our fourth generation here”, her father told David sir and also started crying.

David sir consoled both of them and told, “Don’t worry as far as I know Deepa, she is a brave girl. She will definitely bounce back. I am 100% sure she will play this year also and will be the champion.

“No. We will not allow her to play anymore. She made the district & state proud and her own co-players are against her. Thanks to whatever you did for us. Let us leave in peace.” Deepa’s father shouted on David sir. He left understanding the situation.

Next day David sir went to meet Deepa. She was not properly  recognizable because of the acid attack on her face. Only thing properly visible was her left eye and some of the portion around that. She was still in severe pain. But she was able to speak “Hi David sir” she greeted her teacher. Pain of acid attacj was quite visible in her voice also. He did not spoke anything and left. He continued doing the same for next few days.

After one and half month, one day David sir came with the local newspaper which was having highlight that all the culprits of ACID attack had been caught. It was the first runner up of last year championship who was the main culprit. She only hired some local goons to perform this brutal attack.

Finally David sir can see bit of smile on Deepa’s face, at least it seems that she was smiling.

“Sir, whatever I can do I did for Deepa. My only request to you is that please allow Deepa to do whatever she wants in her life.  I know she is very special. And will definitely bounce back next year or next to next year. She has the potential.” David sir requested to Deepa’s father

“Why next year sir? Why not this year. I have my one eye intact. And this is what requires hitting The Target. I have 2 months to go. “ Deepa told David sir. There was determination in her voice. Even her parents were now sure she will prove everyone that she is the best and a real brave heart.

After two months the State archery ground was totally jam packed. Everyone came to see the brave heart and their champion. And this brave heart won the heart of everyone present on the ground including the competitors. She retained her championship. This time, she raised the bar so high that no one was even near to the points she earned.  She saw David sir and David sir knew that she is going to be the next champion at the National Level.  She is going to raise the bar further for everyone in coming years. 

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Burnt Tattoo....

“Where is she”, Ashok asked the head nurse.

“She is in ward number 2 Doctor Ashok”, Nurse informed

Ashok rushed to ward number 2. There a girl was lying on the bed struggling for life.

A team of junior doctor already attended her. Head nurse informed Ashok that she is NOT OK. Burnt percentage is around 70%. Ashok suddenly saw right hand which was not burnt much ,a tribal art was tattooed throughout her hand. He had seen that tattoo before! If only he could remember where. He tried to recall a lot but all in vain. He started the treatment. After 3 hours of intensive treatment the girl shifted to burn ward. Ashok knew that the chances of survival are not much for that girl.

Inspector Gautam, good friend of Ashok and investigation officer of the case suddenly stopped him on his way to his cabin.

"Hi Ashok, how is she? Can you tell me when can I take her statement? She is the daughter of the gardener working in the local MLA's house and arrived yesterday only from the village. Mr. MLA is asking about her condition frequently. According to MLA's wife she was cooking in the servant's quarter on Kerosene Stove and suddenly stove burst resulting in her injuries. Thanks to MLA's wife who brought her to hospital in time". Gautam told

Hearing MLA's name suddenly something strike in Ashok's mind. "Gautam, are you sure she is the gardener's daughter & arrived yesterday only" Ashok asked.

"Yes. MLA's wife was along with the gardener while giving statement and gardener also told the same" Gautam replied

"How can this happen!! Two months back I went to MLA's house to see his mother who was bedridden and expired last month. I was there for 2-3 hours and met a girl who was working as maid. Infact mother of MLA was totally dependent on that girl for everything. That girl told me that she is taking care of MLA mother for last 8 months. That girl was having the same tattoo art as the girl in the burnt ward." Ashok told Gautam.

“Oh…but why the MLA’s wife & gardener will tell lie?” Gautam asked

“I don’t know. May be because MLA might have not wanted to get in trouble for child labour as that girl must not be more than 14 years of age.” Ashok told

“Possible. Now only after statement of that girl things will get clear.” Gautam told

Suddenly Rothin arrived in the hospital. Rothin was having a tattoo parlor in the Delhi and good friend of both Gautam & Ashok.

“Hey guys why both of you are in tensed mood? Are we not going for the weekly get-together tonight”, Rothin Asked.

Ashok briefed Rothin about the case. “Can I see that tattoo?”, Rothin asked

All three went to see that girl in the burnt ward. Rothin closely saw the tattoo and came out.

“Gautam where is that gardener?” Rothin asked

“There he is, sitting near the reception”, Gautam told

Rothin saw the gardener. “Gautam, which place this gardener, belongs to?” Rothin asked

“He is from Ghaziabad.  His name is Prajapati Singh.” Gautam told

“See Gautam I also have a doubt that this gardener is her father as the tattoo which is there on that girls hand is a very old typical tribal art found in the Border areas of West Bengal & Jharkhand. This is tattooed on the girls of that tribe after attaining the age of puberty. Infact this tattoo art is quite sacred and done by experts and of permanent nature.   Whatever it is, but she definitely does not belong to the place from where this gardener belongs to. “Rothin told

“

Yes, that girl who was taking care of MLA’s mother also told me that she is from a village of Jharkhand. Now I am sure she is the same girl. Something is fishy Gautam. Chances are very less that the girl will survive. Once she dies than we cannot find out the truth. You have to act now.” Ashok told

Gautam understood everything and went straight to the gardener. “Prajapati, congratulations your daughter is OK now and will be in a position to give the statement after sometime. I think she will survive now” Gautam told. Ashok also congratulated him with a smile.

Prajapati’s reaction was definitely not like a father whose daughter has defeated the death. He immediately rushed outside giving the excuse that he is going to inform her wife about that who is at village right now. Gautam followed him.

“Memsaab, Sugni is OK. Doctor is tailing that she will survive. What should I do now?” Prajapati told someone on the mobile phone

“But Memsaab police is here. It will be not easy to bribe the head nurse to kill her. Infact she only told me that chances of survival is almost nil. I do not know how come Sugni is OK now. Anyway let me try. I will call you later.” Prajapati told and turned in a surprise to find Inspector Gautam behind the wall.

Gautam than used his ways to get everything out of Prajapati. After interrogation he told Ashok & Rauthin that both were correct. The girl’s name is Sugni and she was working as maid for last 10 months at MLA’s house. Sugni’s parents sold Sugni to one of the local broker who ultimately sold her to Prajapati who brought her on behalf of MLA to look after her bedridden mother. MLA’s wife uses to torure her in various ways. Last Saturday she asked her to drink human urine, she resisted that and told that she will inform police once she get chance and tried to fled away. MLA ‘s wife & Prajapati caught her and tried to burn her in the servant’s quarter. But suddenly some party workers arrived to meet MLA and they saved Sugni. But when MLA’s wife briefed MLA regarding the episode than the story of her being his daughter and accident due to Kersoene stove burst plotted and told to the police. MLA was sure that she will not survive so he tried to take some mileage out of it informed how his wife rescued Sugni.

Suddenly head nurse arrived and informed that Sugni is no more.  Another victim of  violence against domestic help succumbed to the inhuman acts of so called literate & cultured human beings.

“Guys, this sacrifice of Sugni should not get waste. Let’s act” Goutam Told and all three went to see Sugni one last time. All three knew what they have to do. They have decided to ACT.

It will continue and more and more Sugnis will burn to death until we raise the voice against child labor , human trafficking and Violence against domestic help . Not only think…please ACT too like Ashok, Gautam & Rothin that will be the real tribute to Sugni. 

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The Proposal

Veronica entered into the restaurant where she usually goes for the lunch as it is quite near to her office.  As she entered she found the table where she always uses to have lunch is reserved.

“I Lovv You”.

This was the sentence written on a placard placed on that reserved table. She was surprised to see two things, one the place was not as crowded as it used to be during lunch & the spelling of “Love” which is misspelt as “Lovv”.

She occupied another table and ordered for lunch. That “Lovv” thing is moving in her mind.

“Nope….it can’t be him. Someone has wrongly spelt it” She thought.

Memories flashed back to her college days.

“I Lovv You.” This was how someone used to write on small notes which she used to get every week, with wrong spelling of “Love”. But the sender’s name was not mentioned in any of those notes.

Her friends always used to tell her that there is one secret admirer of her in the college who used to help her in various ways without disclosing his identity. She also felt the same, in most of her activities she used to get help when she required it. How & who did is a secret till now.  But she always felt good when she used to get the note with” I Lovv You” written on it.

Today when she saw that placard than again memories of that unknown admirer flashed in her mind. She was and she is still in love with him. She realized now……she realized that also when she was leaving the college life but how to tell the same to an unseen person that she has also fallen in love with him without even seeing him was an issue than….as well as an issue now.

Suddenly the channel on the TV of the restaurant changed and a man with a hat appeared on the screen but he was in dark so face was not visible.

The man in dark spoke “Hi Veronica, I know you must be surprised to see all this and yes you are thinking in right track. I am the one who always admired you. You were the smartest & most beautiful girl in the college; I always loved you and told you so many times ….remember those notes?  

Voice seems to be familiar to Veronica. Man in dark continued “Somehow I never disclosed my identity as there was a fear in my mind that the proposal of a simple & average looking boy may turned down by the smartest & most beautiful girl of the college. I trust you appreciate that it may happen with anyone of my kind. But in past 5 years since we left the college I was always thinking of telling you the truth, but again somehow can’t…….. till this incident happened to me. “

Man in dark narrated “Two days back I was travelling to my Aunt’s place, I saw one man lying on the road, and he was having cardiac arrest. I took him to the hospital. Doctors informed me that they have to operate him as soon as possible but it may happen that operation may not be a success and may result in death."

"I asked that man about his relatives, he told he has no one and he wants to live and was ready for the operation. He gave me the number of his insurance agent and that agent arranged everything for his operation. Just before going for operation that man asked me for my mobile and he called someone and expressed how he loves her. On my asking he told that he was supposed to propose one girl today and he don’t want to miss this on account of his operation. He may not survive on operation table so he wants to express what he felt for that girl, he may not get another chance.  It touched me. I got so many chances and I did not express my feeling for you properly and publicallly. It may happen that life may not give me more chances too, you never know. So here are those three magical words from my heart for you my sweetheart.”

“I Lovv You”.

Divine sentence appeared on the screen and that man disappeared from the screen.

Veronica was still in a trance and suddenly a well-dressed man with a hat appeared.

“Victor!! It’s you!!” Veronica shouted surprisingly.

“Yup, Veronica it’s me….the lean & thin, average looking, unknown boy of your class” Victor told.

“I Lovv You” Victor expressed his feelings for her once again, this time face to face, properly & publically in a restaurant.

“And believe me this “Lovv” what I told you has double” V “in it. This is my “Lovv” for you.  Also you are not bound to reply anything, I am not going to ask you whether you do or not, because your answer is not going to change my feelings for you. It will be still “L-O-V-V” only.” Victor told

Veronica was pleasantly surprised. She was speechless. But she also doesn’t want to miss the chance. She knows what she is going to tell Victor.

Even you know that. Don’t you?

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Ignored Conversation....

Abhishek was in a shock today. Throughout his existence of 29 years on earth he had never felt so helpless and lifeless. “Damn I should not have checked into the mail of Arunima. I was so happy before knowing all these about her.” Abhishek thought.

The day Abhishek and Arunima got married, Abhishek was a bit curious about what Arunima do on her i-Pad day in and day out. She always sticks to her i-Pad even during cooking. Though he never asked her about this love of her to her i-Pad, he always felt a bit curious. But anyway he ignored all these thinking it’s her space and she has all the rights to do whatever she wants there. And they continued living happy married life with all kind of support for each other. Time passed and they were blessed with a baby boy. Arunima’s attention was all for their kid only now. She hardly uses her i-Pad now days. Abhishek also was playing role of wonderful father and a life partner. Their saga of happy married life continued.

One Sunday afternoon Arunima went to a meeting of Ladies club of the society. Abhishek as good father was taking care of the baby. Suddenly he saw that Arunima forgot the i-Pad and her mailbox was opened. He once again became curious to know what is so good about her i-Pad so that she always stick to it. Baby in the meantime slept and Abhishek got the chance to check out the i-Pad. Once he thought not to check as it’s her i-Pad and it will not be ethical to check in her absence without her permission. But he thought after all it’s her wife's i-Pad, she has all the access to his space so he also can have the same. “Nothing should be in between two human beings who are soulmate” these words of Arunima which she told to him on the first night flashed in his mind. He started checking her i-Pad. After sometime a chat message appeared. It was from some Shravan Singh.

“Hi Sexy! Whazz’up..” was the message from Shravan.

Abhisek was surprised, Arunima had told him about all her close friends even her ex-boyfriend and certainly this name was not among those. Abhishek being a boy form a very modest middle class family couldn’t able to digest such kind of message for her wife. Though he has quite modern outlook and accepted Arunima ignoring all her past and started his new life with a new start with her. To know more he clicked on the chat history.

And he saw what he was apprehending. Arunima & Shravan were in love with each other before their marriage.

Infact both were in close contact even after their engagement & marriage. Shravan was totally shocked. He had told Arunima that her past doesn’t matter to him; only thing he has asked her is that she should get in relationship with him leaving all that behind and he promised the same to her. And there married life is quite happy since then.

 Abhishek was more surprised when he read the conversation day by day, Arunima used to share the things which should be between a husband & a wife only. Though there conversation came down to 7-8 messages a day after their marriage and limited to “Hi-Hello” after the birth of their son and now  a days she is not even replying Shravan, which reflects that both are not actively involved in their relationship now. But what he was shocked to see was the conversation between them after their engagement when she used to chat in and out with him.

 He was surprised that she used to tell Shravan all what they discussed. Even the meetings they had in their courtship period and not to forget three magical words which she told to Shravan same time when she told to him. Abhishek was shattered. He was feeling betrayed.

He was deeply thinking all these suddenly the baby started crying. He left the i-Pad as it is and went to see the baby who suddenly stopped crying, he saw Arunima has arrived and baby once again is in deep sleep on her lap.  Suddenly last one and half year of their married life flashed back where both proved as strong pillars of support in tough times. Their friends used to give their examples as best couple in town. Their parents are proud of them. Both were the best things ever happened to each other. Abhishek thought, what if he had checked and know all this earlier in their married life. Certainly it would not have been so good as it is now, in fact at all he would have continued with this relationship is questionable. 

But if he forget that he even know this facts, life can't be better than what he has now. Arunima is everything what he had thought as life partner. She was the best for him. By ignoring her activities on her i-Pad he did not came to know about Shravan's episode and it might allowed Arunima to slowly move away from that relationship. And with time Abishek & Arunima became the pillars of support for each other.

"Ignorance indeed is bliss, he thought to himself and hugged Arunima & kissed the baby. Arunima couldn't know what happened and probably she will never know what had happened. And they continued to live happily.

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