The Binding String

T W E N T Y - E I G H T

"What are you saying Raman? Yeh kya kuch bhi hol rahe hai aap?" Ishita whispered in astonished voice. "Are you blaming me?"

"Why wouldn't I? Even you do same. You blame me everytime and compare me with your father without my mistake. So why can't I dammit?" Raman slammed his hand on the table making Ishita shake with fear.

"Raman stop speaking irrational. You're directly accusing me for cheating? Bolo you didn't meant it. Bolo Raman." Ishita clutched the collar of her husband t-shirt too shocked to observe his words.

"Am I wrong? Am I? You never listened to me Ishita, you continued to increase your friendship with your friend Subramanyam. A husband wife relationship do not work like that Ishita. You went for drinks alone and landed in such mess, you think this is forgivable?"

"And this reason makes me unfaithful towards you? Is it? A night of drinks with my friends and my loosing my senses makes me unfaithful towards you Raman? Is this is your trust for your wife?" Ishita questioned in unbelievable voice, maybe a wife can bear every allegation but not a allegation of infidelity.

"No, ignoring your husband words, insulting your husband everytime does makes you unfaithful for me Ishita. You broke everything what had between us."

Broke!!!!

Was there relationship was tender like a thread which broke whatever they shared in these years? She never demanded anything from him except his support but she received a verdict from him.

"I thought atleast you're not like my Appa but you proved me wrong. You proved me wrong Raman." Ishita found her knees weakened and a heavy pain in her chest but she didn't chose to show him any. His words started to scare her, the thought of left alone always bothered Ishita and today maybe her worst fear was going to become true and it was enough to break her.

"Yes even you proved me wrong on many aspects. It happens Ishita." Raman replied not looking at Ishita in dry voice. "Vaise bhi tumhare mere beech rishta hi kya hai. Convienence ki hi toh shaadi thi na yeh Ishita." His next line took whatever left inside Ishita, the tears she kept held started to stream down from her eyes, never in her life she chose to show her weakness but today she felt everything was going out of her hands. She kept looking at Raman, hoping he would take his words back but he didn't chose to look at her, his deadpan face kept breaking her but she wiped her tears determined to give him taste of his own medicines.

"That's wonderful Raman. Than do whatever you want. And if you think that I'm going to beg you to stop then you're wrong, Ishita never begged infront of anyone and I won't beg today even."

The wrong attitude can spoil everything; Ishita didn't said single thing after their heated argument but she expected Raman to come back and hug her but he never came instead she found him going away carrying a bag in his hands. She ran towards Raman with shocked face not wanting her worst fear to come true. "Raman please look, we will figure out. Don't go Raman. Please suno" She pulled him towards herself through his arm and snatched the bag from his hands. She cradled his face in her hands and whispered, "Don't go Raman. Mujhe chod ke mat jaao."

"We need a break Ishita. It would be better if we stay apart." He freed herself from her grip and strode out from apartment with teary eyes. A wrong mind with wrong tongue can spoil everything; with moist eyes and broken heart Raman took taxi to airport wondering where they fell wrong. They were so hopeful for their future when they tied in knot but with passing years he realised they were nothing but just two ends of river which cannot meet anywhere. The anticipation of falling into love turned into dread of tying in the bond of marriage. He wished nothing but having a wife who may support him and listen him in few things atleast but he didn't wished to make Ishita agree on his words by throwing orders but her last night act and her rebellious attitude after that made him wonder will they able to make this marriage survive keeping this attitude?