Ki & Ka - Short Story

"Wow, the Kulcha* tastes heavenly!" Rishi exclaimed lost in its taste.

"You are gifted." praised the father-in-law, while gesturing for more gravy by sliding the bowl towards Bindu.

She was running in and out of the kitchen fetching extra sugar for the Lassi* fulfilling her mother-in-law's sweet tooth. She made sure that her family had a satiable breakfast.

Bindu ate the scarce leftovers without complaining but feeling lonely. She cared for everyone and looked after the house fondly. Rishi would always be occupied with his work and after returning from the office he would eat and fall asleep.

Bindu carried all the household responsibilities single-handedly. She expected Rishi to accompany her in a few instances, like asking her about her well-being or just how was her day. But even at the weekends, he would spend time watching movies rather than giving her the quality time she deserved.

One night she spoke her heart to him. "Whenever I try to initiate any light-hearted conversation, you seem to be indifferent. It hurts. Please change that. And also I feel overwhelmed and alone here. It would be nice if you assist me a little in the chores, whenever you are at home. That would add a little spark in our lives as well." she finished with moist eyes.

Instead of being compassionate, he gave a smug smile and said, "I don't get why you feel overwhelmed when we had already hired a maid for help. It's not a rocket- science managing our small family. Plus, I don't think that there is any problem with my behavior, I strongly feel you are over-reacting, dear"

"Oh, Fine then. Why not let us swap our roles next weekend, meanwhile in the weekdays, you get to know my activities." She challenged angrily at his in-sensitiveness. He agreed instantly.

Following Saturday, Bindu's slumber was interrupted by the strong aroma of bed coffee prepared by him. After relishing the last sip, and looking at him from the corners of her eyes, she simpered and slid beneath the cozy blanket.

Rishi rushed to the kitchen for breakfast preparations. He thanked God for he had learned to cook during his bachelor days staying away from home for a job. He turned on the mixer for grinding, suddenly tomato juice splashed on his face, shirt, and all over the wall because of the overpacked jar.

His mother could not bear the sight of him toiling. He served breakfast to his parents. Bindu waited till he joined. They had food together.

The impending mountain of the to-do list was seeking his attention. He took the pile of laundry clothes and put them inside the washing machine for rinsing and while taking out for drying he found ten 200 rupee notes drenched and torn.

At noon, he inadvertently spilled hot ghee over his arms during frying Puris*. He screamed involuntarily. Bindu immediately ran to him, quickly washed his hands and applied honey on his burn.

He noticed her arm which had marks of burns. They had dinner outside that night upon his mother's order as she doesn't want to see his son suffering like this for a stupid challenge.

The next morning Rishi woke to the clinking sounds of glass bangles. Bindu was smiling with two cups of coffee. He said modestly, "I am sorry darling. I always underestimated your work. I promise to be your real partner hereafter."

Bindu hugged him.

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Glossary:

Kulcha – It is one of the most popular bread in India like naan, roti, and paranthas.

Lassi- a sweet Indian drink made from yogurt.

Puri- It is a round, crisp/soft deep-fried snack.


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