KASHISH •

Objectified

While the adults' day was not the most carefree, atleast Roohani's day was. She spent the whole day with Kashish and Digvijay. Though Kashish was not too happy about Digvijay's involvement, Roohani had started warming up to him

As a tired Roohani lay on the bed fast asleep, Kashish stroked her hair gently. Digvijay watched the serenity on Kashish's face. But soon enough he remembered about the slap. He recalled how he saw a slight red mark on Kashish's cheek on their wedding day, but at that time it didn't seem too important. Even the thought of Kashish getting slapped made his blood boil. Digvijay clenched his fist staring at the wall

"You were slapped?" Digvijay finally asked, catching Kashish off guard. She narrowed her eyes, turning to him "Why didn't you tell me?!"

"And why should I have?!" Kashish gritted her teeth in annoyance "You know what I did tell you?! That I did not want this marriage, that I was being forced. And what did you do?!"

Caught off guard by her words, Digvijay just stood there. He had nothing to say, there was no justifying of his actions

"That's what I thought" Kashish hissed, looking at him with so much hatred "You payed my mom money to get married with me. Like I am some sort of object you can buy Digvijay!" Kashish spoke venomously as she moved closer to him "That's how you see women, that's your mentality" Kashish said her pointer finger poking his chest at every accusation "I told you I didn't want this, clearly but you clearly don't give a fuck about consent-"

"That's not it!" Digvijay clenched his jaw, grabbing her arm "I did not buy you! YOU ARE NOT AN OBJECT-" He paused as he heard whimpers. Kashish too froze. The couple looked behind them to see Roohani whimpering and muttering something in her sleep

Kashish turned back to Digvijay, their faces inches apart "This is not done Digvijay, you will be answerable for your actions!"

"Mamma" Roohani muttered "Why don't I have a mamma" Kashish gasped turning to little girl. Digvijay too turned to her with concern

"Rooh, Rooh, ssh" Kashish picked up the girl in her arms "It's okay, you have masi. I'll be with you forever" The gentleness and compassion in Kashish's voice contrasted with how she spoke to Digvijay a moment ago. Digvijay groaned slightly as he turned around and left the room. A part of him was realising that the sweet Kashish he obsessed over was ofcourse a part of her but not the whole