-: SHAMRAT :-

I stared back at my reflection on the mirror, my eyes full of annoyance, jaw clenched and my teeth on display.

A set of 32 beautiful blue teeth.

"Sir, they will be there within 10 minutes," Arnav reported walking into my office, gazing at me with a quizzical look.

I grinded my teeth in exasperation, lightly punching my fist on my clamped shut mouth. Sometimes, I felt that I had married a teenager, who always had something up her sleeve to embarrass me.

"Get me a mask Arnav." He immediately strode out of the room.

After the tiny deep conversation I had with Shree yesterday, I thought she wouldn't play these pranks with me anymore. Those stupid plans she had hatched in her evil mind to make me divorce her, was definitely going to test my patience in the upcoming days.

"Sir, here." I quickly clasp the mask on my mouth, and sat down on my chair. The cup of tea I had ordered 15 minutes ago was sitting idly on my table, no more warm.

Arnav gave me a side glance, his lower lip pressed hard between his teeth, and his cheeks were turning pink.

"What Arnva?" I groaned, rubbing my forehead. Shree was such a pain in my arse.

He chuckled lowly. "Remeber, when Mr. Dhawan wore a mask while visiting DM last year, because he had a viral fever?"

I shook my head. What had that incident got to do with me?

"Mrs. Arora made Mr. Dhawan discard his mask to show others how strong her immunity system is. I hope that doesn't happen today," Arnav snorted.

I rolled my eyes at his words. Why the hell was I surrounded with children trapped in adult bodies?

After a few minutes Arnav got the call and we left for the meeting. Mrs. Vrinda had given us a rather strange location for the meeting. It was a very old pond, which was dead for more than a few decades. Once upon a time, during the times of my grandfather, this used to be the main source of water for my village. But now, as I had constructed several wells and tubewells in the village, most of them had forgotten about it.

I stepped down from my car and my eyes wandered over the wide acres of land. She was standing in front of the pond, her hands crossed in front of her.

"Shamrat, you see this?" Mrs. Vrinda asked, gliding her hand across the dead pond covered in aquatic weeds.

"Yes ma'am."

"And you still haven't done anything to reinvigorate it. Why?" she asked, taking out cigarette out of her handbag and litting it up.

The mask was heavily sitting on my mouth and the scorching sun above my head wasn't really helping at all, as sweat slithered down my cupid's bow.

My eyes wandered over the vast acres of swamp. The upper surface of the pond was pretty much covered in aquatic weeds resulting in its slow death. Later, the locals started dumping their waste into it, which was why this was nothing compared to what it used to be, once.

"Too much work, and too less results. I am in habit of using labours on projects which can be beneficial. And this waterbody doesn't serve much purpose now."

As soon as my words were uttered, she whirled around and gave me a death glare, which was stenacious enough to make any man look down. But I didn't.

"8 months. Thats what you are getting. If I don't see this pond flourishing again by the end of the time, you can kiss the Orchid Preservation Schemes goodbye."

What the ...  Was she serious!? How the hell and why the hell, to be more specific, would I invest in this dead swamp?

Miss Vrindha might had seen the agitation of my face when she turned around and kept a hand of my shoulder. She was a short lady, but nobody should dare to underestimate her for the short height.

"I cannot just reactivate the pond within 8 months. It had been dead for decades. Waste had been dumped in it for years and all the fisheds are dead," I argued.

"Then make some use of your brains Shamrat. You haven't been doing that lately."

I rolled my eyes at her comment but kept my mouth shut. She was a very stubborn woman, who knew how to keep everyone on their toes.

"And why the hell are you wearing a mask in such a humid day?" she asked, fanning herself with a piece of paper.

I persued my lips from behind the mask, gliding my tongue over my teeth.

"Acne problem. My skin specialist advised me not to bare my sensitive skin to direct sunlight." Do hell with you Shri. I sounded totally like a wuss to my own ears.

Miss Vrindha chuckled out, her eyes crinkling in sheer merry. "Oh Shamrat! Never knew you were so skin conscious."

"He had to be ma'am. Specially, now that he is married," Arnav taunted from behind and I passed him a death glare. This little bastard ...

"Really! I would want to meet her. The woman who has the manwhore of village wrapped around her little finger. Bring her next time, will you Shamrat?"

"Sure ma'am," I coughed at her words, pressing my fist over my mask. Manwhore? I never knew that she was aware kf my premarital activities.

She went away without another word.

Oh Shri! You were so much in trouble.

*******

-: RAJESHRI :-

"What do you think of this bhabi?" Damini asked for the umpteenth time and I nodded my head with a small smile.

"This would definitely look good on you."

She giggled back and told the shopkeeper to pack the eleven suits she had picked. Shopping with this girl was a nightmare. Everytime she entered a shop, she inspected more than fifty pieces and would consider taking only ten. This was the third store and I didn't have even an eon of energy left in me. My soles were literally aching.

"Okay, thats it for today. Thanks for accompanying me bhabi!" Damini exclaimed giving me a hug and I patted her back with a tired smile. She might be a shopping addict but she was extremely sweet.

"Don't mention it. I had a great time too."

"Yeah, I can see that. You just took 2 suits and that too for everyday look. Bhai clearly needs to spend more money on you."

I pursued my lips turning away from her, as she ambled towards the car. If possible I wouldn't have taken anything, but she wouldn't shut up, so I had to buy something atleast.

As soon as I reach home, I discarded the bags in the room and striped, walking into the shower. Cold water dribbled down my body as I let the shower wash away all my tiredness. It was a hectic day, starting with accompanying Ma and ending with Damini. She was a lovely girl but when she starts talking, it's incessant. I didn't want my in laws to think that I was a skulk.

My eyes darted up towards the shower head and I sighed in bliss. I wanted one of these in our house too, for a long time but Baba couldn't afford a shower in our outdoor bathroom. At moments like this I felt really lucky. They had a bath tub too but I didn't want to use that.

What if I drown in it?

The moment I felt satisfied with the shower I grabbed a towel and pat dry my hair. Wrapping it around my body I stepped out of the washroom and trodded towards the closet to look for fresh clothes. Before I could open the closet, the door of the room banged opened and I gasped out.

Shamrat just was standing at the door with furious dark eyes and clenched jaw. The nerves on his throat  flexed.

He was in front of me within two long strides and cornered me on the wall, keeping one of his bulky arms beside my face.

"Was it really necessary?" he gritted, as his sharp angry orbs pierced into mine. His blue teeth was still quite visible and despite his malignant demeanour, I giggled.

His eyes narrowed down in chafe, as his other hand cinched around my waist from above the towel. My body instantly reacted to his touch and my belly fluttered.

"You think i'ts funny?" I nodded slowly,  biting my upper lip to stop yhe grin from being visible, now that my current position registered in my head. I was literally millimeters away from my down-right sexy husband, wrapped around only in towel. And his hot breath and adam's apple was making me more warm from inside.

Shamrat just might has noticed a changed in my posture or my expression, as he pulled back his head little bit to gaze at my body. His eyes glided down from my eyes to my toes, as I tried to grasp the towel near my cleavage and tried to pull it down near my thighs.

I was expressing some sort of teasing comment from him at my attire. But as soon as he looked up my throat dried in jitters. His already dark eyes had darkened more and his breaths deepened.

"I ... um ... I should go. Ma mi ... might be waiting for me." I tired to duck from below his arms, but before I could move a single inch, he grabbed my naked shoulders and pulled me towards him. My eyes widened as I peered up at him, his tousled hair falling perfectly on his forehead. His features stygian.

My lips wobbled and goosebumps erupted on my skin at our propinquity. He licked his lip, keeping his keen eyes locked on my lips and my core clenched at his actions. I gasped silently at my body's reaction.

Slowly he leaned down, giving me enough  time to decided whether I should pull back or stay. I was thawing at his hands, everyday ... each day.

I swallowed down and gazed at his lips, glancing up at his oh-so-sexy dark orbs. The desire to pull back didn't come and I  surrendered to him, my eyes fluttering close.

His lips brushed mine in a soft gentle touch and my insides blommed like a flower. Tingles shot down my legs, my back arched ... moulding into his body. I was just about to respond back to his addictive lips when my nose pricked and I sneezed.

Shamrat ji swiftly pulled back when another sneeze followed, repeated by another.

"Aachoo!"

I rubbed the base of my nose and passed a sheepish smile to his are-you-serious look.

"Way to ruin a romantic moment," he complained grabbing my kurta from the closet and handing it back to me.

"What do you expect when I had been standing over here half naked, with dripping hair and with the AC switched on?" I retorted, rolling my eyes.

"Well, I know the best way to warm your bod ... "

"Achoo!"

He was trying to say something in his husky voice but I sneezed on his face, again. His face contorted and he growled in annoyance. I grimaced and dashed off towards the washroom grabbing the pajama and my inner wears on the way.

When I came out of the washroom dressed and ready to sleep, he was still waiting for me, but thankfully in home attire.

"What?" I shrugged and gave him a side look and his menancing glare.

"You thinks this stupid tricks will give you any reaults?" he questioned, narrowing his eyes down in a ominous way.

"It never hurts to try." I wryly smiled at him, and made my bed on the floor.

"You are really testing my patience every day Shri. When I decide to pay you back for all this, you have no idea what kind of beast would be unleashed upon you." He smirked, grabbing his blanket.

"Well, didn't you say you have the patience of a saint. Let's test that theory, shall we?" I passed his a taunting smile and fell back on the mattress, covering my head to toe with a blanket.

*******
-: SHAMRAT :-

Over the course of last three weeks, Shri sticked to her words and didn't loose any moment to bother or annoy me. Starting from serving me coffee with salt, replacing my macho perfumes with feminine flower scented body mists, to painting my face with permanent markers while sleeping ... she drove me to the edge.

Given the fact that Damini was also a part of Shri's pranks, I became the poor victim of two she devils. 

My nails hammered on the desk as I sat in the conference room of the BDO office. He had summoned all the Pradhans of the villages that fell under his jurisdiction, for a a monthly meeting.

The table top was made of maple wood, polished and the best comfortable chairs were provided to us. The room was also freshly painted and little decors were added after he got posted in our district. Mr. Rakesh liked to have a say in every nitty-gritty related to his area of expertise, and he was very sophisticated man too ... who had order every pradhan, the first time he came here,  to be formal and disciplined at his office.

At the beginning some of the elder pradhans used to come to his office in unkempt clothes or in dirty dhotis, muching on bettle leaves ... spittle drolling out of their mouths. They were thrown out the moment Mr. Rakesh's eye had landed on them.

Since then, every one had been on their best behaviour ...

All of us stood up as soon as Mr. Rakesh entered into the room, and sat on his chair.

"Good Morning Everyone. I hope you all are having great time, keeping everything at your villages in check."

The meeting started soon, followed with every Pradhan handling out their charts and reports along with verbal details about their villages.

"Okay, now ... I would like to know from you Shamrat. I hope everything is running smooth at your village"

"Tu lagaweli jab lipistic, hilela arra distric

Zilla top lalelu, zilla top lalelu ... "

The moment I was about to handover the reports to him, that infamous bhojpuri song rang out from my briefcase, echoing in the almost silent room. Everyone stilled, their wide eyes stopping at me.

I fumbled with my papers trying to look into the briefcase to stop the horrendous music but every piece of paper fell down from my hands, getting scattered near my feet.

"MR. SHAMRAT RATHORE! What kind of behaviour is this? Did I not make clear to keep all of your phones on silent mode, before entering the room!?"

I was too mortified to inform him that it wasn't my phone. My mobile was still inside my pocket, on silent mode. Still floundering with my briefcase , my fingers touch a small type mobile which my emmitating that hideous song. I quickly cut the call and switched it off.

"I'm sorry sir. It won't get repeated," I apologised for something I didn't do ... my head hunging in shame.

"It better don't."

Arnav quickly handed me all the  papers, arranged properly .... and I passed them to Mr. Rakesh.

After the meeting ended, I left the office. All the other pradhans along with their men, were silently ridiculing me ... laughing at my back.

I quickly took out the phone. It wasn't mine, but this was Mini's first phone. I had bought it for her a long time ago. She had discarded it as soon as she got her hand on Androids.

My fist banged on the bonnet of my car as soon as I realised who had dared to do this. My teeth gritted as I tried to take deep breaths, breathing through my mouth.

Switching it on I checked the call list.

Tumhari moth (Your death)

I recognised the number as soon as I saw it.

Rajeshri! Today she crossed the limit.

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