The Binding String

F O R T Y - T H R E E

"Puttar have you prepared saree for evening? You and Raman have to attend party haina." Ishita remained stilled and looked at her mother in law wondering how to deny her. If Raman is going to take Roohi with him than that's tonight left which she can spend with her daughter and Ishita didn't wished to leave that chance and unknowingly Ishita became emotional thinking same. "Mummy Ji I don't want to go. I want to spend my evening with Roohi."

"Kyon beta? Roohi toh tere hi paas rehne wali hai jaa hokar aa Raman ke sang. Kitne mahine hue maine Raman aur tujhe saath party mein jaate dekha hi nahi. Kitne acche lagte the tum dono saath taiyaar hokar." (You should attend party together and Roohi is not going anywhere. She is going to be with you. Go and get ready.) She weren't wrong, they attended parties together whenever Raman used to be in country and everytime they made sure to choose dresses which complimented each other. Ishita unheard the another things her mother in law kept ranting and all she kept recalling the days when they weren't in love but they were together and happy. Some half and hour passed in same way where Ishita remained lost in her thoughts revisiting old memories of her and Raman through her mother in law words which occasionally left her teary. As the dawn started to appear outside she found Raman entering inside an apartment all tired mentally and emotionally due to the chaos happening in his life which appearently he cannot share with anyone. He passed a single look to his wife who was sitting lost in her thoughts and dumped his bag over couch.

"Maa I had to leave. Anuj called me thrice so please don't prepare dinner for me."

"Me!!! What me? You both are going at his place. Now go and prepare yourself for his party." Santhosh pushed Ishita inside her bedroom giggling and herself walked towards kitchen to prepare tea for her son.

Why would she want to come along with me when all she wants to go are way from me. She didn't even felt an important to discuss it same with me. How could she be so heartless with me and Roohi?

Raman whispered to himself wondering again and again about those divorce papers he received last night. If they weren't had audience had home then he might confronted her long back, obviously he knows how ugly there fights get often and he doesn't want to give any stress to his parents neither wished to scare off his little daughter. By the time Raman finished his tea one boy from laundry store reached at their home along few sets of Raman's drycleaned formals. Raman looked at the closed door of his room and walked inside spare bathroom to get ready for the evening.

HALF AN HOUR LATER

Sometimes words fell short to define a sight and all you can do to feel it. When Raman entered in their bedroom some half an hour later the sight infront of him eventually made him forgot the issues going in his mind. In the dimly lighted room, he had met with an enthralling sight which made him forgot the rest. Ishita, his wife was seated infront of vanity table, sliding the red bangles in her hands. She was looking an epitome of beauty today something he may be never noticed before or he was too busy to register same. She was always been too beautiful and pure for him but he never tried to recognise and took her granted knowing that she only belongs to him but today he wanted to capture every minute detail of her in his memory, wished to keep her beauty in his heart till infinity. Love makes one mature, mature enough to see things adding other aspects of life as well. The red saree with golden border she chose to wear today was suiting her quite well, she wear sarees often and looks beautiful never he found her so much angelic before. The meaning of beauty no longer meant to be physical for him, it was just something poetic which can better be expressed in some beautiful words.