The Binding String

F O R T Y - T H R E E

Like a necklace made by gathering all the exquisite pearls altogether and threading them into a needle.

Ishita's beauty was something like that for him.

The red saree was suiting well against her fair skin, making her look like a newlywed bride. The sleeveless blouse of red color signified her modesty, she wore a delicate chain along her mangalsutra, her ears were adoring with diamond earrings. She had a perfect face, with a magnificent pair of big brown eyes toppled with arched fine eyebrows, in between which she stick red bindi. She had a fuller forehead, high cheekbone, narrow jaw and a pair of fuller juicy lips. A perfect alluring face to attract any man, but until he had a relief that she will not go anywhere away from him but today an unknown fear of loosing her was making him restless. He looked at her big eyes another time tried to search the truth behind the divorce papers she sent him, hoping to get any clue what is is going on in her mind but sadly he able to see only emptiness in it. She soon left the room without saying anything making him realise she might didn't even noticed his presence.

He kicked the nearby table with frustration and left the room after taking his wallet and handkerchief. "Mummy Ji has Roohi arrived back?"

"No dear your Papa Ji took her for cycling and wait a minute. Let me adore you first." Santhosh gasped like a little child and applied little kajal behind Ishita's ears. "You're looking beautiful." Santhosh gasped and pressed Ishita's hand she next looked at her son and playfully twisted his ear making him yelp, "You better take care of my daughter and enjoy the evening." Santhosh exclaimed and handed them a spare set of apartment keys.

"Puttar please try to come by time as tomorrow you have to come at Roohi's school."

"What!!!! Is she fine? Does something happened?" Raman and Ishita who weren't paying much attention on Santhosh words exclaimed together.

"Oh yes. There is a celebration of Parents Day in her school and your little Roohi had prepared something very special for you and she strictly told us not to tell you guys until a day before." Ishita Raman eyes filled with a glint of hopes as they came to know that their little girl had took efforts and prepared something for them. Santhosh happily pushed her son and daughter outside of apartment wishing whatever wrong happened between them turn right. Inside Raman's BMW, there was a pin drop silence between the two. The Delhi Gymkhana Club was some twenty minutes drive away from their apartments. Today the air fresher of Raman's car wasn't on instead he let his car filled with her feminine scent which got mixed with the air of air conditioner as soon as car started to run on roads. In the silence of the car he was able to listen her rapid heartbeats and nervous breaths even. He was no less either, tonight was all he have to spend with her if she is actually going to be part her ways from him tomorrow. There was so much going in his mind which he doesn't know how to convert into subtle words and nervously he played the radio to break the ice between them.

Kabhi toh nazar milaao
(Look into my eyes sometimes)
Kabhi toh kareeb aao
(Come near to me sometimes)

Just single look was all Raman needed from Ishita today. The famous song sung by Adnan Sami was playing on music system, depicting the feelings going in his chaotic mind. He always failed to read her dark brown eyes but still he wishes to read it today, wishes to give it another try hoping he might get successful and manage to peep inside her heart. In early days of marriage he had tried many times to understand the reasons behind her silence or reserve nature but she never gave him enough chance to be part of her miseries or happiness.  But today he really wished to enter into her heart and know does she never felt anything for him in these days?