She came
back home from a hectic schedule feeling tired, still her tired eyes searched
for him. There was no sign of him. She
went upstairs and started getting fresh, she felt so exhausted, wiping her face
she fell on the bed.
She woke by
the tingling sensations his caressing generated. With half open sleepy eyes she
looked at him, he was still in his formals meaning he had just arrived…
Ohh I’m
sorry I don’t know when I fell asleep, she tried getting up putting her hair into
a bun.
You didn’t
tell me you are not feeling well? You should have called me; I would have come
early from office.
Huh?? No I’m
fine… just feeling tired and exhausted because of the over packed schedule, so
might be because of that I slept… after
that power nap I’m feeling good. You get fresh I will prepare dinner by that
time. She got up to get started but he insisted her to take rest.
You have
fever, don’t do anything now, you take some rest. I will get fresh and just be
back. He said folding his sleeves to elbows.
But…
Shhhhhh… he scolded
her and did not allow her to do anything. She kept watching him going in and
out of the room and once in a while at the thermometer that he placed in her
mouth, finally after a while he came to her and sat there near her bedside, “In
few min we will be ready to have dinner”. He checked the thermometer and
exclaimed… “Look… I was right and now you are going to take rest”. He went in to get fresh…
What? But,
how? What did you do…
Don’t worry
nothing much I have just prepared Dal and rice.
Ummm… she
kept mum… they had dinner in peace and slept.
Next day she
was not able to get up, she was feeling week, she had a bad stomach ache which
had taken over her. She could not get up
and sit, she wondered how she will work in office, She decided to take a leave
and be at home. He was already away, meaning he was getting ready for office.
She went back to sleep. After some time he came to her with cup of tea.
“you are
still here?”
Off course,
dear, you are not well and how can I not be here? Where else would I go?
And office?
Bunk… for you!!! And he widened his eyes.
No… I’m fine
you go to office. She argued but in
vain. She knew he won’t listen.
Whole day he
sat beside her, caring. They went to doctor in evening as she did not recover.
She asked him to order something but he insisted he would prepare himself.
Since doc had advised not to each heavy food, to keep it light, he prepared
khichadi for her.
He took some
in a plate and topped it with ghee, the aroma was very tempting as he entered
the room, she started complaining, I trouble you a lot na… you have to cook
because of me… but I said you can order something from hotel…
See… you are
already having stomach infection and in this condition eating food from hotel
is not advised, he grinned as he fed her.
As she
chewed she started crying!! He panicked,
what happened? He went besides and wiped her tears…
Controlling
her sobs she started explaining, I feel like I’m a baby, I will eat myself…. Im
very bad, you care for me so much and I’m lying here sick… I always trouble
you!!
No dear it’s
not like that, I love doing this for you, after all I get this chance once in a
while, all throughout the year it’s you who keeps caring for me, making note of
my every little need, understanding me, and if I would have been sick you won’t
have cared for me? let me do it for you dear, you just take rest…
But… she knew she cannot win
Before she
could argue on anything more he stuffed her mouth with another spoon of
khichadi.
Hmmm nice
idea to keep her mouth shut he thought to himself.
After 2 days
she felt good. She got ready and went to the kitchen…
Ohhh my god…
she was about to blast… was this the kitchen she left, the empty glucose packet
lying at a side, covered with ants, the gas had spilled water, The kitchen
platform had salt, spices spread over making nice design… the sight was
horrible.
She felt
like shouting and calling his name aloud… and him explanation to what he has
done, but her heart stopped her… it asked her to think for a while, why is all
this here, from 3 days he was in charge of the kitchen, he cooked food for you,
the one who hated to come to kitchen even to take a sip of water. He prepared
glucose for you, cooked food for you; what if he didn’t spend time cleaning the
mess that was created here. She recollected all the moments of care that he
spent with her, how he would rush with glucose water when she would get
hiccups, hmmm she smiled at herself, he had to boil water as she was suffering
from stomach infection which tasted yuck, to provide sweetness and some energy
he would add glucose powder to it… the memory made all her anger fade away in a
sec and she started cleaning the kitchen, keeping all things to their defined
places agreeing to her heart she said to herself… he loves me so much… and was
lost in the pampering she had received for these 3 days, when he came by her
side and asked her how she was feeling.
You can take
rest for today.
No I’m fine,
feeling good now. You get ready I will prepare breakfast.
Sure?? She
nodded affirmatively, Umm ok… he kissed her forehead and left. While she
prepared breakfast she heard him calling…
“Where are
my socks… ” and that brought a smile on her face, and she headed upstairs.
