The evening breeze was cold. Twilight was creeping over. Priya rested her head on Rahul’s shoulders. Rahul was holding her hand, toying with her fingers. They sat there in silence, in each others company. Rahul meant the world for Priya. She really wished she could stay here with him, like this for all the rest of time. The noise around them hushed down. It was late in the evening, people began to leave. Priya staring at the rolling waves got a little anxious. She popped out a question.
“How much do you love me?” “Ugh…” Rahul was quite surprised by the question. He gave her a puzzled look. “You see this mighty blue sea…” She spread both her arms wide apart “I love you that much. How much do you love me?” Rahul showed his fist, “This is how much I love you”. Priya was taken aback by his gesture. She was staring at his fist, almost at the verge of crying. Rahul, “They say a man’s heart is the size of his fist and I love you with all my heart” he broke a smile. Tears rushed down her cheek.
“Hey what are you doing? Cant even do a thing properly. Good for nothing” Sameer. It was this shout that brought Priya back to reality. She tried to wipe her tears; she felt a sharp pain in her finger. She cut her finger doing the vegetables. It’s only then she realized why Sameer was shouting at her. Sameer came back with the first aid box. “Why cant you concentrate on what you are doing? Always lost in thoughts” Sameer. He took a bandage and started dressing her finger. Sameer was a strict disciplinarian. He was brought up that way. It’s been a week since their marriage; Priya was still scared of him. Sameer’s phone rang. Priya with a hushed tone, “Your ph..phone is ringing.” Sameer still dressing the wound, “I know… Whoever it is can wait... Nothing is more important than my wife.”