The Fate Of Infidelity

Abhishek sat there, with his eyes opened in utter shock and terror. He couldn’t well digest or believe it what he was reading. His wife could do this to him? Arundhati? The world started spinning around him. He wanted this revelation to be a concealment that he could hide from himself. He didn’t want it to be accepted as a truth. This jungle of thoughts made him go ballistic. Suddenly an air of nostalgia grew thick….

They lay on the beach, the warm zephyr blowing Arundhati’s curls. Their gazes met. Abhishek could hardly deny that he had ever been this deep in someone’s eyes. This depth though gave a floating feeling to him. A feeling he didn’t want to come out of, not even if the world ended. They epitomized a pure form of love that could not get tainted by betraying any laws of the society, because their parents were in strong opposition of their love.

“Marry me. And ya, I am not asking you. That’s an order.” She laughed. He found her response in her tears of happiness.

Both being doctors, they found solace only when they came home. Being together was the thing they craved for. As they say happiness doesn’t last longer. Abhishek met with an accident that resulted in the amputation of his right hand. A gynecologist. His world ended before him. Down the years he became more and more reclusive, indicating no signs of happiness on his face. Arundhati’s futile efforts to cheer him up, left her starve for a feeling of belonging, love and care.
That day she came in home a little agitated.
He said, “I have made a decision. I am joining a call center. I can’t live on your expense day in and day out. It’s eating me, this feeling of dependence. I hope you don’t mind. Now I think we will be meeting only on weekends.”
Why couldn’t he find another job. she didn’t dare to ask him.

Their communication grew drastically less. He seemed to be always busy and even her concern for him deteriorated. Even on weekends, they would struggle for words. Even their eyes stopped speaking. They saw their relationship going nowhere, but none of them had any reasons for why it should end.
They let it fade, naturally.
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She entered the room. Least had she expected that Abhishek would be in her room and that too with her personal diary in his hand. His look of terror made her ask-“have you been reading my personal diary??”

“Yes, and I want you out of my house. Now.”
“Who are you to tell me that. I too live here.”

“I don’t want to live with a bitch like you. Do you realize that Aruna is a woman? A woman? You are going around with a woman??”
“THAT was just an accident. You have to understand and trust me. She was the one who made advances. I totally avoided her.”
“Wasn’t she one of your fucking patients? Just get lost. I am getting creeps, seeing you in front of my eyes.”
“But try to understand me… why cant you believe me?”
“I have got no reason to believe you. You have shown what you are. GET LOST.”
“Fine. I too am sick of your cloistered behavior.”

She left the house….not with tears but with a big grin on her face. Along the corner, she was waiting. Aruna. “You are ingenious aruna. He read the diary. Our plan worked. It was flawless. I knew he would read the diary that was kept open!! Getting out of his life I feel like a bird. Its good to be out of confinement. Now I am all yours.”

There Abhishek sat with a phone in his hand,” Come over Anne darling, there’s no one in the house, forever.”