Love- The Tales of Hearts -2

Buransh- A Tale Of 1980s

Continued...

"Kya hua ji, aapki tabiyat kharab hai kya? Aap aise bechain se dikh rahe hain subah se.." Haseena asked softly, concerned for her husband who had been restlessly roaming around the room since dinner.

"Nahi, hum theek hain, bas tumhara intezar kar rahe the.." He replied with a reassuring smile.

"Kuch chahiye kya aapko?" She asked innocently.

"Nahi, bas maa keh rahi thi aapke haathon mein jaadoo hai, toh kya hamare baalon mein tel laga sakti ho? Sar bahut dard kar raha hai.." He said.

"Hey Ram! Aapne pehle kyun nahi bataya ji? Aap baithiye, main tel lekar aati hoon..." She said and was about to reach for the door when he grabbed her hand, stopping her. She felt a spark of electricity run through her body.

"Kya hua ji? Malish nahi karwani?" she asked nervously.

"Tel yahin hai, woh dekho, bakse par.." He said, pointing at the wooden sandook.

"Ji, phir baithiye, hum laga dete hain.." She said and walked to the wooden box, while he latched the door and then sat down on the bed with crossed legs.

She knelt down behind him and started giving him a head massage, her fingers working gently yet effectively, while Anubhav got lost in his thoughts.

"Ho gaya ji..." She said after giving him a wonderful massage. He snapped back from his reverie and turned to see her. She was smiling warmly.

"Dhanyavaad.." He said, returning her smile.

"Ab aap so jaiye, hum haath dho kar aate hain..." she said, but as she stood up, he held her hand and pulled her in front of him, puzzling her.

"Kya hua ji? Aapko abhi bhi sardard ho raha hai? Ya haath paon mein?" She asked worriedly.

"Nahi nahi, ab dard nahi hai, bas kuch baat karni hai.." He said, setting the oil bottle down on the floor while his gaze remained fixed on hers.

"Kya baat hai ji?" She asked, her curiosity piqued.

"Aap padhi likhi hain na?" (She nodded proudly.) "Aapko pata hai shaadi ke baad ke pati patni ke beech kya hota hai?" He asked nervously, as he was quite shy about such matters, and discussing physical intimacy with his wife made him even more anxious.

"Ji (he smiled), Maa ne hume sab bata rakha hai..!" She replied with a smile.

"Hash...*relief breath* waise, kya kya bata rakha hai?" he asked, clearly seeking clarification.

"Yahi ki apne pati ki sari baatein manana, unhe khush rakhna, jo wo kahe wo karna, sasural mein sabke saath acche se rehna, sabki izzat karna aur sabse jyada aapko samay dena, aapke liye sajna, aapko woh sab dena jo aapko chahiye, aur aapko kabhi bhi naraz nahi karna.." She replied innocently. He mentally slapped himself but managed to smile at her.

"Aur kuch nahi bataya?" (She shook her head negatively.) "Accha, aapki saheliyan toh hongi hi?" (She nodded.) "Kisi ki shaadi hui hai?" he asked.

"Humse pehle hi ho gayi thi ji, Hamari Maa bhi hamari shaadi bahut pehle hi kara dena chahti thi, par Chacha ji ne mana kar diya. Jiski wajah se hamari sari saheliyan humse door ho gayi. Shaadi ke baad aati bhi thi toh unke gharwale milne nahi dete the hume, bolte the ki itni badi ladki kunwari hai, pakka iske andar koi dosh bimari hogi." She rolled her eyes. "Par ab sab ke sab jalte honge humse. Aap jaisa pati jo mila hai hume..!" She smiled happily at him.

He ran his fingers through his hair, smiling at her to calm and control himself.

"Koi pareshani hai kya ji? Aap kuch ajeeb se lag rahe hain.." She said hesitantly, noticing his discomfort.