A new beginning

After almost a month of misunderstanding,

He stood before her holding the card,

Slow and steady Tripti opened the invitation card,

Trying hard to digest her lover's name next to that of someone,

Tears gleamed when she saw those bold letters in graffiti,

It spelt Aryan weds Tripi.

The unsaid affair

She hastily woke up tugging the towel till her bare shoulders to reach her handbag. The long ringing call went to a halt before she received. There were already 15 missed calls from Diwakar, her husband. She waited for the call for the next 2 minutes and pulled back into the blanket her boyfriend lied in. It was 10minutes past,and there again the call, this time with much thoughts running in perplexion she received....

Diw: Siya, where have you been from so long?

Siya: I....er...I....I'm still at the parlor doing my last touch. I came late for the appointment and hence I'm still not finished. I'll be there with you in other half an hour darling.

Diw: Are you aware that I gotta catch my flight at 5:45?

Siya: Of coarse sweetheart! Will be there...... TC... Bye......

She hung up and threw the cell casually on the bed in frustration.

Rahul: Siya why can't you just say the bhastard you are not interested to carry on the crap?

Siya: Oh c'mon Rahul this is no time to talk, and please don't start this all again. I can never do that. I'm in a hurry than ever. He's leaving on a business meeting to California. He'll be back only next evening. I gotta go.

She pulled her purple satin gown from the bean bag, it fit her svelte figure perfectly. She hackled her hair back to her usual style and pulled them into a high pony. It was 4:50p.m by now. She hurried towards the parking lot and started her black Swift out of the basement.

Siya: Rahul, what you doing here? (she asked pulling her glass down)

Rahul: Oh Siya...... ( he neared her and kissed her before she could say anything)you'd forgotten....

With no time to react she sped off the street towards home. She was married to Diwakar 4years back. Diwakar being a big business magnet had no much time for personal life. Diwakar traveled out states every 15days on business trips but bought her expensive gifts a fewer times. They had completed their 4th Anniversary recently when he had gifted Siya a grand diamond necklace. All was well between them, till she met Rahul(her gym trainer) at the mall.

Diwakar sat near the lounge on the vast crystal seat busy making calls. She obediently made her way to him and sat next to him while he was still busy on a call. He spoke nothing about the incident but to her dismay he seemed more casual, easy and exited as well.

Siya: "Did you win the contract?"

Diw: "Oh, I got an oversea call assuring positive air about it and I'll be off on this issue for a week. I miss you dear. Everytime I've to leave I feel so helpless and miserable, that’s the reason I buy so many gifts as a compensation. I know its no heed to my presence. And I always have this with me" pointing to her picture in his wallet.

She melt in guilt and bent down completely feeling ashamed of her act a few hours ago. She thought she could never forgive herself. Immediately.....

"Darling could I drop you to the airport?" she offered.

Surprised by her offer he quipped "No..no...no....I'll manage, will be back soon and we can celebrate a vacation" he kissed on her forehead and headed to the car. He was gone.

She dumped into the leather sofa next to the vast aquarium trying to introspect her life. Diwakar's words echoed time and again into her ears. Her thoughts were interrupted by a ring on Diwakar's cell. He carried three phones for personal, business and overseas call. He had forgotten his personal cell on the crystal seat he was sitting. It was 1 unread message.

Darling, I'm so sorry. I'll be late but will make it before the flight takes off unlike last time. I'll be wearing the ruby studded gown you gifted me last tour. Love you....

- Yours SUSAN

She immediately checked the call log to find almost all outgoing and incoming calls to Susan's number. Hard to swallow what she saw, she called her friend working in the local telephone exchange and queried the call history for the number. She was asked to wait for an hour. Meanwhile she browsed through the messages and gallery. She was faxed the details in an hour. She impatiently read the through the details to realize her husband had been dating Susan from past 4 years. .

PS:- Susan was titled Ms.Mexico and had just kickstarted her career in Fashion industry. Susan was her younger sister.

Judgement day

It was a gloomy weather outside. Her lawn looked moist and watered adequately. She stepped into the blue-black convertable, one year old, gifted by her to her husband on their first anniversary. It shone like a sword. She pulled back the gear and pushed off the garage. With a small note of instructions to her maid she speeded towards the street. The traffic seemed calm than any other day. Wind blew mildly through the neighbouring lawns swaying her blonde hair across her beautiful face. Pushing the hair lock back her ears, she drove faster over the recently tarred city street surrounded by the midday men at work.

As she drove past the small lake where love-bitten couples always swooned. She recalled the days when she was one among the crowd.

Those were the happier days of her 26years of life she reminded herself subconsciously. The stone benches had recorded her many memories with him whose photo-frame hung down the rear-view mirror. She recalled and cherished those golden moments with him that shooed away hours like seconds. She still remembered the first day after approval, the evening when even the half an hour long wait seemed a bliss to her. He had come to her with the good news of approval from his circle complimented with a boquet of red roses as a surprise to her. The long tight embrace they made that day could never be surpassed in their 4years of life together. The pleasant day continued to the multi-cuisine dinner. The platinum ring she always craved to have was unexpectedly lipped by her pink supple lips at the last sip of the champaign. Tears of joy rolled on her pink cheeks. Back home was a long drive, he pulled his car along the side, looked at her straight into the eyes. Minimising the distance between their faces he neared her ears to whisper ' I love you'. A long kiss made the day a perfect date. Those were days when he'd call off meetings at the workplace to spend quality time with her.

She had now reached her destination.The city traffic had now gained momentum.The parking lot was almost full. She found the space she needed to park her four-wheeler at the other end of parking lot.She looked into the rare-view, wiped her face, neatly tugged her hair back into the band. Bent towards the backseat to reach the file and her handbag, she carefully parked the convertible next to the lampost and walked swiftly towards the court.

It was the final judgement day for her 1year of divorce case. The case was filed against her spouse on charges of attempt to murder of wife.