Randhir came out of bathroom in his black vest and trousers wiping his hairs.
A sudden pungent smell knocked his sense.
Roaming his eyes around he found his few weeks old wife standing in corner with a burnt shirt in her hand.
It was his most favourite and lucky shirt.
He took steady steps towards her and stood in front of her looking at the lifeless shirt.
"Woh...woh....iron ka temperature achanak se badh gya. Meri galti nahi hai" Sanyukta, his wife said in a scared tone.
He replied nothing instead walked to the cupboard and took out unironed shirt and wore it.
He took his laptop bag and rushed downstairs for breakfast.
She too went behind him unknown of his mood as they hardly talked with each other in these weeks.
"Umm main breakfast deti hu" sanyu said as she found him sitting on the chair waiting for breakfast.
She hurriedly went to the kitchen and brought a plate of burnt toast with some Mayo sauce.
"Umm...woh....jal gye.
Dhyaan nahi tha mera" sanyu said looking down.
Without saying a word, he gulped the burnt hardened toast somehow and went to his office.
Evening when he came home , he found the dining table filled with various delicacies.
Soon he got freshen up and came down as he was hungry.
"Woh.....yeh mutter paneer aur daal kadhai " sanyu served him.
He smiled and took a morsel of food in his mouth only to be coughed badly.
The paneer was too spicy to eat and daal was too salty.
Her rotis were fit to consume.
Sanyu offered him glass of water and rubbed his back.
"Woh...maine...sahi se banaya tha.
You tube se.
Pata nahi kya ho gya" sanyu cried .
Her eyes were red with tears.
Later at night sanyu was sitting in balcony looking at moon .
Rd came and kept his hand on her shoulder.
"Kya hua?" Rd asked.
"Aapne mujhse shaadi kyu ki?
" it was her first question after der marriage.
"I m good for nothing.
Kuch achhe se nahi kar sakti.
Even if I try to do , at end of the day I m gonna fail.
Uske vajah se aapko bhi suffer karna pad raha hai" sanyu said not looking in her eyes.
Rd sat besides her and rested his head on her shoulder.
"Maa nahi hai meri iss duniya mei.
10 saal ka tha jab woh mujhe chodke chali gyi maasi k saath.
Par maasi kabhi unki kami puri nahi kar paayi.
Jab tumhe pehli baar dekha toh mujhe meri maa ki yaad aayi.
Wahi bhuri aankhei
Wahi halki si smile.
Wahi awaz.
Bas tab decide kiya ki tumse shaadi karunga.
Tum meri maid nahi ho jo mere sab kaam karo.
U r my wife.
My princess.
Behave like one" he side hugged her making her smile.
"Kal se maid aa jaegi sab kaam karne.
Cook bhi appoint kiye hai maine.
So no need to worry.
You juz concentrate on ur PhD. entrance "
Randhir completed his sentence and next second sanyu was on his lap kissing him crazily.
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Sandhir's OS Diary
FanfictionSo I have really very liking towards one shots. Especially on my favourite fictional character sandhir. So for it I have created a book. It will have os based on every genre. Do give it a chance.
