Agape & Eros

Sulk & Sorry

Ram got ready for the puja. He was combing his hair when Priya came out from their walk-in closet. Ram looked at her for a split second only to look back with astonishment. 

Priya had worn her wedding attire- the red benarasi. Ram couldn't look away. She looked ethereal in that saree. She even wore the necklace that she had worn at their wedding. 

Ram- Wow! Mrs. Kapoor. You look so... 

Priya- So... weird? 

Ram- Why do you always think that word? Pretty, beautiful, stunning, ravishing- Don't you have these words in your dictionary? 

Priya blushed a little listening to him. She smiled at him. She stood in front of the mirror and started wearing the earrings. Ram stood just behind her. 

Ram- Bas, ek cheez ki kami hain. 

Priya- Kya? 

Ram- Gazra. Let me arrange that. 

Priya-No, Mr. Kapoor. We will be late. 

Ram- It will take only two minutes. Just like Maggi noodles. Two minutes. 

Priya- No.

Ram- Hamesha no. Haar baat pe no. 

Priya- Areh, we will be late. Let's go.

Ram- Achha, just ek minute. 

Priya- No, Mr. Kapoor, no gazra.

Ram- Ok. No gazra. But at least, let me change. 

Priya- Why? You look perfect. Now, let's go.

Ram- Oh ho, I didn't hear that properly. I look what? 

Priya- (Chuckling) Perfect! Now let's go. 

Ram- Aah! Sukoon. But I need to look more than just perfect. I need to look like Mr. Kapoor for my Mrs. Kapoor. So, excuse me, mam. I need to change into my wedding attire. Akhir aapne dulhan k liye taiyaar hona hain na mujhe. 

Priya smiled listening to him. She didn't stop him anymore. While Ram went to change she picked up her phone to check her emails. There were no new emails but 10 missed calls and 15 messages. All from Akshay. Priya ignored all of those. 

A few minutes after, Ram came to her. 

Ram- Ta-da... Aab bolo. Kaisa lag raha hun...

Priya- Hmm. Let me see. bilkul mera husband Mr. Kapoor ki jaise lag rahe hain. 

Ram- Really? Aur aapki ye Mr. Kapoor dikhne me kaisa hain? 

Priya- Mmm... Thik thaak hain. Ok hain. 

Ram- Bas thik thaak? 

Ram asked sulking. Priya fell on him laughing. 

Priya- Let me rephrase. Ekdam hero jaise dikhte hain. Aab khush?

Ram replied grinning from ear to ear.

"Bohot khush!"

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Everybody left for the temple in separate cars. After everybody's departure Ram and Priya came down. Priya noticed the driver waiting for them. 

Priya- Mr. Kapoor, why is our driver here? 

Ram- Because he is our driver, that's why.

Priya- I know that, but today's Shivratri. Shouldn't you let him go to his family? 

Ram- Then who will drive us to the temple? 

Priya- Don't you know how to drive? 

Ram- I know, but having a driver is convenient, Priya.