The Binding String

F O R T Y - T H R E E

Jo nahi kaha hai
(What hasn't be said)
Kabhi toh samjah bhi jaao
(Do understand it sometimes)

Almost six months. We had spend six months together but how does he never got a hint of my feeling towards him? Maybe he was always too busy to understand my unsaid words and here I was begging to god to keep us together. Ishita whispered to herself playing with the thalli she was wearing around her neck. As the night was falling an unknown fear of separation was making a space in her heart and Ishita was too helpless to express same infact infront of man who is her husband.

Sometimes your past and sometimes present circumstances makes such deep impact on someone's heart that it makes one vulnerable to express anything to anyone. She rubbed her eyes and kept looking outside where their BMW finally entered inside the premesis of Delhi Gymkhana Club, one of the oldest and elite clubs of New Delhi. Raman passed the keys of his cars to chauffeur and dusted off his expensive blazer looking at his wife who was putting more concentration in correcting off the pallu of her saree rather than looking at him.

"I thought I'm accompanied by someone but look like she is clearly not happy with my company." Raman murmured to himself seeing Ishita walking inside the club without waiting for him. "I guess you are certainly unhappy with my company. You would be more delighted if someone else accompanied you instead of me." He frowned listening his wife comment who appearently overheard the conversation he had with himself. Raman passed her a deadly glare in response and walked inside the club taking big steps.

"Just a request. Keep this your cocky attitude outside of this hall. My friends are inside and I don't want you to create any scene." Raman pulled Ishita aside who was going to enter inside the hall clearly without caring of Raman.

"Oh really? If you have so many issues with me then why you're even with me?" Ishita sneered in response and gripped his wrist tightly making him loose his deadly grip from her bare arm. She clearly walked inside like a queen without bothering of his presence making Raman clench his jaw. He followed her with furious steps and before she could walk further, he slid his arm around her waist and pulled her body towards him, "I still didn't let you go away from me. Remember that." His voice showed authority and declaration leaving nothing for her to say but she was least interested in understanding his emotions and just moved inside half heartedly.

How can I let you know Ishita when I didn't got a chance to confess my love to you?

When you're in love everything appears good and just Yong but now you're proximity, this fake smiles and fake love is making me suffocated Raman.

I am leaving tomorrow even without getting a chance to confess my love to you.

Hum bhi toh hai tumhare
Diwane o Diwane.
(I'm crazy about you.)

The party was on a great mood, the party hall had a exquisite decor with the presence of white collared peoples all around. Ishita hugged Swati and greeted Anuj who were elated with her and Raman presence. The melodious piano music in background and alcohol was all around the party to make it look more elite. Ishita kept standing at few steps away from Raman gloomy and sad looking at other couples who were merrily enjoying the evening with their partners. That's ironical that they are in a marriage anniversary party wishing the couple when their own marriage is about to doom. "Ishita bhabhi please join us. See how Raman bhiya eyes is looking for you." Ishita smiled awkwardly as Swati dragged in a circle where all the female were talking along their respective spouses.