The Puzzled Waking!

Beep. Beep. Beep. I tossed my I-phone (?) on my never-seen-before bed (?).

I breathed heavily. Beads of sweat appeared right above my lips and eyebrows. I was angry. Too angry to be pacified. I was not ready to be consoled. I walked up and down my corridor which was now long and tidy. (?)

Deepan and I were married (?) for three years now and Ram had come into our life too quick. We were still trying to understand each other when Ram happened. ‘Really?’

Deepan worked for CMRL as a security Engineer and had returned from IRAQ after his training (?). We had met each other in the CMRL customer care. He was the one who helped me find my lost card.

Last few weeks were busy and we could not spend quality time with each other. Today being his birthday (?) I had asked him to turn up home (at Winner Constructions, Ayodhya?) early so that I could make him some special dinner.

He had not picked my calls, responded to my mails and even rejected my video call on WhatsApp.

Time was quarter past 8 and Anusha was busy working from my hall. ‘Why is she here?’

Tanvi walked out of the kitchen and handed me a plate of Dhal-Chawal.
‘Dhal for dinner?’

I ate my dinner in silence and Ram was nowhere to see. I thought if Ram was already fed and in bed. My mobile rang and I saw that it was my husband (?).

“Husband Calling…” I answered the call.

“Ji. Naaliku enaku lunch kondu varaatheenga. I’m dieting.”

It sounded like Prashanth. Weird… I thought.

I put my Samsung phone (?) besides me and sat in silence.

I noticed that the apartment construction was still not complete. The walls had not been painted and even the fans and lights were not fixed. 'Seriously?'

“Husband Calling…” I answered the call again.

“I will be home in sometime. Just leaving from work.”

This time it sounded like Aman. ‘Why is he coming here?’

I decided to sleep and walked into my bedroom. I switched on the AC and laid down on my bed. I switched off the light and saw the stars and moon shine on my ceiling (?) I drifted to sleep slowly and remembered few beautiful women walking close to me to rock me to sleep (?).

“SSCREEEEEEEEECH...”

I opened my eyes saw Hari walk into the bedroom.

“Hi! Innum thoongalaya?” He inquired. I could not stabilize myself. I looked around.

Ram was sleeping peacefully next to me. The room was complete and properly painted. Tanvi and Anusha were no were to be seen. My phone was Moto-E (1st Gen) and its pouch had my metro card. I searched for “Husband” contact on my phone but could not find it. Prashanth and Aman had not called in the near past too.

It was 11:20 PM.
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I finally remembered that I had laid along with Ram faking sleep, to put him to bed...
at 11:10 PM..!