The Binding String

E I G H T Y - T W O

"I am sorry Ms. Ishita but I have to leave. There is some emergency at my place. How about we continue this in thr next session?"

"Sure Devika."

"Bye Mr. and Mrs. Bhalla." Her yoga instructor picked her bag and left the room leaving the two alone. Ishita looked at Raman and raise her left eyebrow, curious to know why he is staring at her.

"What!!"

"You was about to loose your balance. Gir jaati toh?"

"Aap ho na, mere hero." She pulled his cheek making him yelp. "Faltu ke chichore giri karwa lo tumse bas." Raman chided picking her bag from the stand. She went infront of the mirror and started to wipe out the sweat whereas her new avatar was enough to escalate her husband heartbeats. He took out the water bottle from his duffle bag and sat on one of the bench, the black skin fit yoga outfit was making her appearing young and fit than usual days. After coming back from his parents place, the first thing Raman did was enrolling Ishita in yoga classes. She was attending classes from special instructor who is certified in handling the medical cases, he himself too resumed his gym sessions and the couple spend their mornings in something productive. The premium members of the society were given access to private yoga rooms, one such room provided to Raman when he took membership of other health and wellness club. He wants to keep Ishita's mind occupied as much as he can and he believe the yoga and meditation centre would surely help her.

"Chale?" She was back wearing her jacket, Raman nodded his head and took her bag too, the couple exited the centre and took a shorter route towards their residential tower. It was half past seven of the morning, the autumn season already arrived making the mornings pleasant.

"What would you like to have for breakfast?" Ishita looked at Raman while walking, the kids playing in the playground were looking adorable and she sighed recalling her little minion who is the exact opposite to other kids, prefer sleeping every time.

"Avocado toast."

"We don't have avocados at home."

"No worries. We can buy then." The couple walked towards the departmental store located in their society, Ishita started to pick other breakfast essentials whereas Raman appeared a few minutes later along with avocados, blueberries and kiwis.

"Looks like you picked everyone's favourite."

"Yes, Roo was asking for blueberries yesterday nahi?"

Ishita adored her man who picked the bags and started to walk back, despite his hectic job he takes care of everyone needs. Sometimes she feels he doesn't pay attention but he proves her wrong everytime. It's rare to find man with good face and good heart.

And she is glad that she found one.

"Good morning Mr. Bhalla." A cheesy feminine voice caught her attention and she realised she was walking alone. Ishita looked back and found her husband talking to some young girl. Ishita walked closer to listen the conversation clear, "Oh Mr. Bhalla. You're so good, you're a dream husband for every woman." The girl flickered her eyelashes enough to make Raman Bhalla grin wider and Ishita gasp.

"You're praising me too much Miss.."

"Prateeksha." The girl replied sweetly, her hands were touching his.

"Hi Prateeksha. Nice to meet you and please stop flattering me."

"No sir, you're simply amazing. A dream husband for every woman. I wish I had met you earlier."

A public figure like Raman Bhalla had started enjoying attention even out of public and business events. Recently listed under 100 desirable men of the country, Raman Bhalla is nothing less than a celebrity in the eye of female population. As much as he was enjoying the female attention, he could feel the burning gaze of his woman.