Untold Tale of Indian Wife

•TWENTY-THREE°

And the soul of his little journey felt that loneliness engulf everyone like this ~

His tiny toes initiate to stretched themselves as they began to ache for settling in same position for a while.
His takhti kalam came to rest beside his
rectangular shape backpack.

His mind pay heed to master's lecture. By the expression of his face, anyone who is fond of literacy can feel the passion of learning something from those eyes.

Tutor session came to halt when he glanced at his square watch glass and his hands fell to his side. With a twitch of amusement on his lips.

He asked students to show an act where they get lost in fair so how will they react when fear of never getting a chance to meet their parents gripped them or what steps will they pull in a hope to find their beloved one.

Almost everyone's lips curved in tenderness additionally their heart felt sense of vulnerability except one.

Each student began to exposed the capacity in acting with hint of reality as by running here and there, revealing how bolt of panic will strike them and at final step they even unfolded the concern words of their parents.

Teacher eyebrow quirked slightly when he saw his most silent student began to follow the scence although he isn't either moving nor shouting.

His tiny palm balled in a fist and with a hollow of gloominess in his tone, He commented "What's the point of hoping to find my beloved in fair when they are the one who was responsible for letting my fingers slipped away ?" 

Ramlal dubey lips fell apart and his heart stilled when he get to hear those words from a child. Little one's eyes didn't betray his tone, They were silent, emptied with any drop of emotions. Indeed they are crafted so majestically although books without words, ocean without drop of water and eyes without emotions felt awful because they are meant to hold these.

With a little bow of his head, Shubhankar get back to his respective place and engaged in his studies.

Mrinalini with unhurried pace, heightened lantern and scrutinized her surroundings. She twirled on her steps only to have her breathe hitched and heart halted when door locking sound passed in her ear.  Unsteadily yet rapidly she rotated and in a flash a rough hand grabbed her milky along with a hand which clamped her mouth.

Her heart lightened and felt consolation when the dust of apprehensive and troubled collapsed with serenity of twilight which sparkled in his eyes.
Her body shook slightly when she freed her long holding breathing and let another breathe ease her.

Flying question ticked her "What are you doing here ?" Instead of respecting his sudden question by responding. Mrinalini side glanced at her arm and in a blink of an eye, he took back his hand along with his another one. He folded his arms across his chest and extend his scrutiny glance, Mrinalini huffed and uttered in almost unheard voice "Looking here for something" it was short truth however couldn't be fib.

Shubhankar confessed as matter of concern "Note it in your mind that seldom any human stepped inside this store room" His tone so deadly serious that poison of fear took her.

"Is it haunted ?" She with scared voice asked as she couldn't help herself, after reading countless horror books, this thought enveloped her mind. Sheen of amusement washed over in his eyes at her ridiculous assumption and he moved his head "Nahh silly !" Unexpectedly he had urge to even flicked her forehead
nevertheless he didn't let that happen.

Mrinalini eyes narrowed at the mention of new name although she dismissed it.
she pulled herself in a long breathe and began to elaborated about the true matter. The one and only reaction that he passed was twitching of eyes in obnoxious. By the last lines of her explanation Shubhankar Tripathi got to know that his wife indeed carry active brain. He heaved a sigh and brought his finger to pinch the spot between his eyebrows.

"Mm I agree that often newspaper mention the names of one who lost their life in tragic incident although what's the point of searching her name if you aren't sure that what led to her death".

He decided to took a step closer and she again assumed that might he will scold her for being little bold. By only his one stride he subtracted distance between them. She gathered her courage and lifted her head along with her eyelashes to look at him. Shimmering glow of lantern provided such etheral gleam on his face. His eyes now completely fixated on her. It appears as if someone ignited light only between them and let everything embrace the shade of darkness. Shubhankar with a subtle of hesitation looked away and asked her to handle him the source of brightness.

She nodded and sat on torn sofa. She examined his back as he was engrossed in searching the mention of that lady.
Her eyes studied the ancient material but paused at a box. She hesitated for some time but then asked "Won't you mind if I take a look at some things ?" Shubhankar gave short nod and resume to pay mind to task.

She opened the box and dusted her hand immediately. Her eyes went wide when she glanced at photos which were framed in glass. She wondered that why have they put all these here. Dropping this thought, she carefully took out a picture and almost her breathe hitched when she looked at man who resemble her husband in many ways. There stood a man with utterly confidence. Sheen of elegance and charms showered on his frame. This time she couldn't put off her urge to interrogate and let it out "Is he your father ?"

Her question managed to has him stiffed, his hands paused in mid way and he looked over. Agreeing by "Mm" he again carry on his task. On the other hand
Mrinalini felt perplex albeit briefly unsettled too as how on the earth No one ever mentioned about his father's name.
Now realization kicked in her sense that maybe this is the reason why nobody is allowed in this store room but again entire matter felt so enigmatic enough to have someone's curiosity although she didn't push this matter further and put down that picture.

This time she lifted a family photo, Manorma was standing beside a man although she noticed the haggardness sheen in her eyes. And then she caught the sight of another lady who was getting admire by that man who was standing beside Manorama. She blew out air through her mouth and this time she saw picture of her husband. Her heart fell for that photo like raindrops fell for nature.

Wide grin spread on his lips as he was giggling and his hand extended in a hope that maybe someone will carry him. In next photo he has tilted his head in most adorable way and looking at camera with his baby doe eyes. Mrinalini has to admit that he is one of the cutest baby she has ever saw !

Her eyes now began to admire his baby looks and she noticed little dimple and prior she could understand the gravity of her words, she commented "You had pretty dimples".

He was confused at her words and then after a fleeting moment when he get her words so the tips of his ear dipped in light shade of crimson. Nobody ever said something to him before. Mrinalini didn't get notify about his colour changing thing and felt that this is highly inappropriate to even put this pic here so she spoke with hint of boldness "why don't you arrange it in room ?"

Shubhankar Shrugged in uncertainty therefore Mrinalini decided to put it in their room. Shubhankar lifted his head and asked "What will you do if anyone will ask about your presence ?"
Mrinalini pouted and then suppressed her laugh "They are watching Mahabharat so they are engaged in it"

Her words now let him aware that his wife isn't too naive although she was indeed innocent. He felt content that she is getting comfortable in his presence.

It's been a long time since he has been looking for that lady's name and then he spoke under his breathe when he found that lady's name in newspaper along with photo. The cause of death didn't creep his flesh as he was already expecting that. He now decided to notify his wife and as expected her lips fell apart. He came closer and settle down.
"So How will you inform this to your family ?" Shubhankar raised his hand and wetted his chapped lips.

Mrinalini still lost in exploring things, now she took out another photo in which she saw him standing and then for the first time ever she saw him in western attire, White shirt with grey slacks and he was holding tennis cap. He coughed and stated "College days" Mrinalini nodded and resumed to see some other photos.

In a while they both stood up and Mrinalini was the one who stalked  outside giving him idea that haunting word still lingered in her brain. He shook his head in disbelief and both them engaged in their respective activities.

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