"Who is this Sridevi?" she asked, just as he opened the door and entered the living room. He had a hectic day at office, and the last thing he wanted now was another fight. Over the last six months, she found some reason or other to pick up fights in the evenings. His hectic job schedule added fuel to the fire. He wished they could go back to their courtship days two years ago.
"Not now. I am tired. I need to eat and watch some TV. Let's talk about this in the night," he replied.
"So that you can think of some elaborate story in the meanwhile?" she asked.
He sat down on the sofa, removed the shoes and socks. His phone was buzzing but he switched it off. He looked around for the TV remote and found it on the tea-table. He switched on the TV.
"You don't pick up my calls, you don't reply to my messages, and now you don't want to talk. Does this relationship mean anything to you, anymore?" she said, shouting at the top of her voice.
"I was busy at office. Now I need some time alone with the TV. Did you hear me? ALONE," he raised his voice, emphasizing that last word.
She looked at him for a couple of seconds, turned around, and walked towards the room. By the time she opened the door and fell down on the bed, her eyes were filled with tears. Before she realized it,
she dozed away.
She was awakened by music. The song, 'vaseegara', though sensuous and melodious, was playing on the computer speakers behind her in high volume.
"You won't even let me sleep in peace?" she asked.
He didn't reply.
She turned back and was ready to fire some of her chosen torpedoes for the occasion, but he was sitting on the bed next to her with dinner that she forgot to eat.
"Are you trying to bribe me out of this Sridevi-issue by serving me dinner at bed? It won't work Mister," she said firmly.
"So you read the letters?" he asked.
"How else did you think I found out about the affair," she said.
"If I wrote those letters for someone, why do you think I didn't send it to them? Why did I leave them locked up in my drawer?" he asked.
"How am I supposed to know? Maybe you wanted to give them all at once and surprise her. Or maybe you didn't have the guts to give it," she said, and smiled at the thought.
"Don't be crazy. Sridevi is the name I have given to our daughter," he said.
"But we don't have a daughter," she said.
"We can, if you want," he said, placed the dinner plate on the bed next to him, and placed his left palm on hers. He moved his palm over her hand, her neck, and then to her cheeks.
She was looking away but eventually shifted her glance towards him. She smiled once she saw his smiling lips, and placed her palm over his, which was affixed to her cheek. "OK," she said.
"But first you need to have your dinner," he said and smiled once again.
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