Chapter 29: Chapter 29
NAINA KUMARI
"Naina, why dinner is not served yet?" Kunwar sa yelled from the dining room.
Why? Why should I cook for you? Go to your sweetheart. Tell her to cook for you. Don't you have lots of faith in her? She can't do anything wrong. Why shouldn't the whole earth go upside down Rasiya is the most Veracious person in the whole world to you. He was not giving me any chance to explain myself. Idiot!! Duffer!!
If I didn't have the recording, I would have been hanged today by him. Thanks to God, That day I saw both of them together. Otherwise, I don't know what would happen to me today.
"What on the earth are you doing Naina? Can't you hear me? Answer me." Again came his irritating sound. So I get up from my bed and made my way to the dining room after covering myself properly.
"Yes, you called out to me?" I asked him suppressing my anger.
"What were you doing? For so long I have been calling for you. Why didn't you serve the dinner yet? Did you cook or not?"
He roared at me. And I closed my eye not able to close my ears too.
"You first tell me, What is the need to shout so much? I'm not deaf. I can hear clearly. You don't need to shout like this. If it continues like this, the day is not so far when You will make me deaf."
"You think, I'm always shouting at you? don't I have any other business to do?" He again shouted. This time I placed my palms on my ear.
"Look, I'm already very tense. Now please don't bother me much. Serve dinner fast I want to have some rest." Now this time he said in a calm tone.
Without saying Anything I went to the kitchen and return with a plate full of food. I placed it on the table where he was sitting. I poured a glass of water and after that went back to my room.
"The price of chili powder has come down, that you have put this much amount of chili powder in the vegetable? Looks like the whole box has been put into it. My tongue is burning. And this daal. It's so much salty. Are you planning to kill me?" I heard him whining.
I know. I did this on purpose. So that you also feel the pain that I'm bearing.
I move out of my room and went to him, then say. "Eat it. Otherwise, throw it away. It's up to you" Saying that I started walking back towards my room.
But on the way, he stopped me.
"You're not eating?"
I snapped my head and said.
"Are you worrying about me?" I said with a tint of sarcasm in my voice.
"Really? Is this really important to you, that have I eaten or not? I'm feeling good or not? Did you ever give a thought, to how I deal with your bad temper?"
I lost my temper and burst out on him. My voice became croaky to suppress my sobs.
"Did you ever ask me how was my day? How do I spend my whole day here all alone?" My voice was anguished. And I broke down on the floor in agony. My heart was aching badly. Tears started flowing from my eyes hidden from him.
"Naina." He took my name in a very soft and concern fill tone. And get up from his seat taking steps toward my way.
"You're getting emotional. " He tried to hold me but I stopped him by showing my palm.
"Do not try to touch me." My voice became heavy from crying.
"I'm tired. I'm tired of living my life like this. I'm not your slave who is here only doing your household chores and taking care of you and your house." My cry turned into whimpers.
I sniffed and continued "All the day I just keep working like a dog. I know you don't consider me your wife. Then at least consider me as a human being. Just as you get tired after working a full day, I get tired too. Do you care about it?" I yelled at him with my creaking voice.
"Why would you?" A bitter chuckle leaves my mouth.
"I also have feelings like you. So please if you can't treat me as a wife. Then at least give some respect. You can do this much, right? Kunwar Sa, how could you treat me like this who really cares about you in this way?"
I
said in a soft tone. But the pain was reflected in my every word.
Today I have kept my heart in front of him. What I was holding in my heart I have poured all my pain, my emotions to him. Now it's up to him what he thinks of me. How he takes my words. I don't mind.
"Naina...." He was about to say something but I don't wanna listen to anything from him. Today he has to listen to what I have to say. Till now, I have heard a lot.
"I don't want to listen to anything. I have heard enough now I can't take more. You have made my life a joke."
My voice became thick with tears. And my heart flooded with sadness.
"You don't have to bother yourself with me. Live your life with your love. I give you my blessing. Wish you a happy and healthy relationship." I said with a small voice standing like a dead person. And my heart was crying with blood.
Saying that I turned to go but was stopped by the sudden sound. Sound of breaking glass. He just throw a glass on the floor in frustration.
Now you understand the feeling of being lectured. I feel the same when you poured your all temper on me. Ten-time pain than you. It's nothing. Cause, I'm nothing to you. It's your ego that is get hurt by my harsh words.
I started walking over the glass pieces. So that one pain kills the other pain.
They say physical pain replaces emotional pain. That's bullshit. I feel both, Raw and definite.
The prick of glass is nothing in front of the wound of the heart. The pain given by loved ones hurts more. Today he not only doubt me but also raised his finger on my loyalty.
"Naina, what're you doing? Your foot is bleeding." He said in a panicked tone while coming toward me.
"It's not just my foot that is bleeding, my heart is also bleeding. The only difference is it's visible and about the heart, it's just a feeling. This external pain is nothing in front of my internal pain"
I said like a dead soul. I didn't realize I was in his arm until he placed me on the sofa. I looked at him with my teary eyes over my veil.
I saw him walking towards his room and returned in some seconds with the first aid box. He tried to get my injured foot but I protest.
"No, you can't touch my foot. It's inappropriate. It will bring me sin."
"You and your nonsense things. Keep your mouth shut. Not a single word. Let me do my work."
Saying that he held my injured foot and placed it on his knee. He was sitting on the floor with one knee.
He dressed my wound lifting a little my ghagra. I tried to stop him when he was lifting my ghagra but he glared at me. I gave up after all he is my legally married husband. He can touch me. He has the right.
'Not until he loves me.'
I looked down and again I found myself lifting on the air in his arm. He took me to my room and tucked me carefully after placing me on the bed.
After hurting me now he's applying medicine to my wound. What's more, you're going to make me experience in the future Kunwar Sa?