The Binding String

F O R T Y - N I N E

Maine usse kitni baar poochne ki koshish ki but Ishita ne kabhi kuch nahi bataya." (I have tried to ask her many times but Ishita never told me anything.)

Raman silently listened the information his mother passed to him, it confirmed one thing for sure that Ishita didn't mentioned anything about their disturbing fight with his parents, something which he always prefers. Raman didn't said anything further rather than chose to absorbe information on his mind. A lot has been going inside his mind after seeing his wife in such unimaginable state, yes it was unimaginable for him since he never thought if their fight could be the reason of her breakdown. She is a fearless woman according to him and fearless woman doesn't fell weak.

But those all were Raman assumptions because truth was deep buried inside Ishita heart.

"Maa Papa. Aap log rest kar lijiye thoda. I will stay along her." Raman dared to whisper seeing his mother pale face and his father bend shoulder.

"Hmm." Om Prakash hummed in an affirmation as Raman called his newly appointed driver Sateesh to drop his parents back to their home. When he sat next to Ishita and while looking at her sleeping figure he wondered solemnly how would he manage to speak her whenever she would be awake. He was far away from emotions of a man who wants to comfort his lady, Raman Bhalla never tried to connect any thread with his wife except exchanging physical relationship than how would he manage to exchange a decent conversation with her which might help her in feeling better.

Wait! He doesn't know the exact issue than the conversation about same is out of questions.

His shoulder slumped down as he blankly stared the wall opposite to him. The rest of the evening passed when he did nothing except sitting over stool or couch placed little far away from patient bed. It was around late evening when some incoherent voice fell in his ears and he switched on the lights of the room. His wife was wide awake, sitting resting her back against headrest and staring at him with wide eyes and a parted lips forming O. The man who was nervous to face his wife back then unable to remove his gaze away from her. His grey orbs remained hooked with her chocolate brown eyes, trying to know the thoughts which may be running in her inner conscious.

His wife state was not different, Ishita Bhalla was blank when she spotted her husband physically present after whole six months, the period which she lived in a deep agony of hurting her husband . She blamed herself each day for their separation, she cried hiding her face in heap of pillows even after posing herself strong infront of world. She tried to bury her pain in the loud music of pub and in the glasses of alcohol but her pillow witnessed her pain and agony without fail. Ishita had alot to complaint to her husband but as she saw him today, she didn't feel like to vocalise about anything.

He is an accused in her eyes who left no chance to make her days and nights hell.

The unrealised love and care for him replaced with disgust in Ishita heart.

"Hello." It was Raman voice who dared to initiate conversation with his wife after whole six months but received silence in response. The air was thick between the couple as they averted their eyes in brick of second and chose to stare at wall rather than bearing each other. The silence between them was short-lived as the doctor who was treating Ishita arrived along nurse. Her blood pressure and vitals started to check whereas she remained seated at her place eager to know about her progress.

"Your vitals are fine Ishita. We might discharge you tomorrow." An audible sigh of relief came out from the couple mouth listening same. Raman Bhalla wanted to sort all the issues with Ishita at his home whereas Ishita was tired being admitted from past six days. Before doctor could leave, Mihika and Mihir came to see Ishita and the rest of the time passed with same leaving no chance for Raman and Ishita to interact.