Her awaken eyes didn't need an alarm to go off , the same life that has been on a loop since few months now was particularly depressing for her .

Making the bed she walked out of the bedroom to the kitchen , freshening up she made a cup of tea and sat on the recliner in the balcony looking at the empty road , at five in the morning of a sunday, the road resembled a quite good shady town .

Sunday meant to be a depressing day since she has started living here not that her life before was heavenly , that was an another time story .

Washing the dishes and patting them dry , she left the  kitchen for the room , picking the book that she left yesternight to read , snuggling into the comforter, she started to read.

She slept again reading the book,  sighing she woke up , with light steps sauntered into the kitchen.  Toasting two pieces of bread and boiling a cup of coffee,  she sat in the hall munching it.

"Dori Kheenchi Dori Pal Ne Ki Tune Mori
Mere Sapno Ko Jhulaya Saari Raat
Bhale Bagiya Teri Chhodi
Bhale Nindiya Teri Chori
Bas Itti Baat To Rakhiyo Meri Yaad "

The song played in the radio breaking her thoughts , the calling bell rang through the home , she took her time to answer the door, thinking it might be her mother who never fails to show up at the door on Sundays. 

Opening the door, she had her worst nightmare standing soaked in the rain . Well she didn't know it was pouring. How can she ?

“ What do you want ?”

“ You.”

“ huh , wh….what ? ”

The man shivered and asked , “ can you let me in ? I'm shivering to death.”

“ Was it raining heavily ?”

She asked herself moving a bit away from the door. Nonetheless, the man replied,

“ If  you didn't have lost in those dumb books,you might have known. "

Not that she asked him but he answered her. Huffing she slammed the door only for the man to stumble since that was something unexpected.

Forwarding a towel, she refused to meet his eyes. The man in front of her was her only love maybe still. She would have been the happiest person alive if only he had given that smile some months ago.

Grabbing the towel he walk to her room leaving her shocked to her wits.

“ Here ”  forwarding a cup of tea ,she said.

“ Thanks.”

“ Have it and show yourself out.”

With that she sat a few distance away from him. The home seemed too small having him there.

“Akshara."

The voice of the man whom she loved the most and loves the most brought her back from her thoughts

“ What ?”

“  Can we start again?”

“ No we can't and now you should get going.”

“ Wait, listen.”

“No.  I don't want to.”

“ Everyone deserves a second chance Akshara.”

The silence was overwhelming she knew she still loves him but she can't let her heart break again.

She stood up abruptly not having enough strength to stop herself from throwing her hands around him and scold him for whatever she'd gone through. 

Making his favorite breakfast, she placed a plate infront of him who grinning grabbed it. They didn't utter a word. 

~~~~~~~~~~~

“ I'll order lunch .”

He  said to her who just walked to her room. It's been almost 3 hours of him being at her home. She decided to have a shower not wanting to face him again.

Running the tap on , she sighed. In the middle of the shower , she heard the calling bell ringing ,thinking it might be the delivery boy she relived a sigh knowing he will answer. 

Drying her hair and wrapping it in a towel , she walked  out of the room to witness her parents with a questioning gaze and him with a small forced smile.

Can the Sunday be more dramatic ?

“ How come he is here , Akshu ? ”

Her mother,  Mrs Janki Sharma beeseched while her father glared at no one in particular.

She stood frozen in her path unable to answer. 

How can she just forget?

Every Sunday since few months Akshara's parents visit her , they have lunch together and then they leave.

Mr Keshav Sharma and Mrs Janki Sharma,  parents of Akshara sat stupefied to see their son in law , ex son in law to be exact , at their daughter's home.

“ What are you doing here , Arjun?”

Asked an astounded Keshav Sharma .

“ Dad , he was just passing by and stopped in because of the rain , he'll be going now .”

Said the last part Akshara to her husband Arjun.

The lunch was served and all had it silently.  Arjun felt like being in an Award movie where everything happens in snail speed.

Since the lunch was a silent affair,  everyone sat in the hall like robots . Akshara's father decided to break the silence

“ How'd you know she lived here?”

When Arjun didn't answer,  her mother chipped in

“ You both were in contact even after divorce ?”

“We are not divorced…yet .”

Arjun spoke lightly but confidently looking at her mother.

“We would have been if you didn't disappear on the last hearing. ”

Considering a high chance of argument,  Keshav Sharma made them both shut up. 

“Why are you here after all , Arjun ?”

The helplessness in the old man's voice didn't go unnoticed.

“Uncle Aunty , I know ,I admit it's all my fault . I shouldn't have let her go . I'm really sorry . I'm ashamed .”

With his head hung, he said and Akshara looked away blinking her eyes to not let anyone know her eyes pouring .

Seeing her son-in-law pleading,  Janki mumbled to her husband,

“Suniye ji , I think we should let both of them talk .”

“There's no need.  They'll fight like cats and dogs. ”

“But……”

“What'd you think , Akshara?”

A silent was her answer,  if the man stayed any longer,  she'd just go with him to anywhere he goes. She knew it.

“I want him to be gone from here. ”

With that she stood up to leave but a hand grabbed her hand making her body still, her heart thump loudly. 

“Please,  just a chance , Akshara . I'm really sorry. ”

“I don't want your sorry.”

She forcefully jerked off his hand from hers and walked away.

Slamming the door loudly , she leaned against the door letting her eyes take the cue.

A while later, her mother knocked on the door to inform her abkut their depart .

She walked out only to find everyone gone, her husband as well.

A dry chuckle left her mouth seeing his dampened clothes in the balcony and also his backpack.

She let the loneliness engulf her.

The day was long and night still young. 

Author's note:

Just a small story 😍