Dark Night Dawning

Chapter 3

When he saw his Di walk up to them, he heaved a sigh of relief.

'Khushiji, why don't you have your dinner along with Chotey?' she asked Khushi.

'I wanted to serve Arnavji,' she answered demurely', 'I will have my dinner after he is done.'

'You don't have to do that in this house Khushiji,' explained Anjali, 'Chotey, why don't you tell her?

'I don't think there is any need for that Di,' he said frustrated, 'She knows _____'

'NoDi.....I wanted to make sure he eats properly,' she said lacing her voice with concern, 'See how thin he is. I don't want his sugar level to go down again.'

Half an hour later, Arnav was working on his lap top trying to send out an important e-mail when Khushi came into the room. He was thinking hard about a particular point he wanted to make when the sound of "Dinka Chika Dinka Chika" filled the room, disturbing his train of thought.

'What the ____?'

Khushi had a small CD player next to her, while she sat arranging her clothes in the ward robe.

'Shut the music off Khushi!' he yelled, 'I am working here.'

'I like to listen to Sallu's songs every night Arnavji,' she said a small smile playing on her lips, 'I am working too you know.'

'I don't care,' he said harshly, 'shut it off, now!'

When he heard "Mausam hai suhana, kapde jodne ka hai bahana, what the, what the', he got up from his seat, picked up his lap top and went out to the pool side, shutting the door behind him.

Khushi smiled to herself as she thought that life was so strange with her husband. Most husbands would be happy to have a wife who would wait on them day and night. But not her Laad Governor! He runs.

At breakfast he found Khushi dressed just like the previous day. She was doing it again. The hovering. No one seemed to notice how irritating it was. She ignored everyone and never left his side. He saw amused smiles from everyone at the table with the exception of Shyam who looked like he had swallowed a bitter pill.

When he got up to leave, she asked him 'When will you be back from work, Arnavji?'

'What!' No one asked him what time he would be back unless it was an emergency.

'I was asking so that I can cook hot dinner for you,' she smiled showing her pearly white teeth.

Arnav was sure she had batted her eyelashes when she had said that. He walked away before he gave in to the urge to break something.

The disaster run continued for the next few days. The moment he opened his eyes, he would find a cup of tea in front of his face. After tea, his towel and cologne were neatly laid out on the bed. When he came out of shower, his suit was kept out along with his tie, wallet and kerchief. Even his shoes were kept out. Each day, he would discard the one laid out for him and choose another one just for the heck of it.

One night, Arnav came back from work late and in a foul mood. One of the junior executives had cost them a deal because of his incompetence and he had to step in to fire fight. In the middle of all the tension Khushi had called him number of times. Everyone at home knew that he hated taking personal calls at work. Since he hadn't picked up her calls, she had left messages with his secretary which was becoming embarrassing forcing him to take the calls himself. She wanted to know if he had lunch and his meds, then one time she wanted to know where the spare key to the ward robe as she had misplaced the original one, then she wanted to know what time he was coming back home. As he stepped inside the house he saw Khushi waiting for him at the dinner table.