Inseparable - 1

 After the long day, I directly went to the kitchen. My hunger was at it's peak. There were a few breads lying in the fridge. I took them out and put them in the toaster. There might be an egg left, I thought. I had no courage left to cook something. I boiled the only egg left and had my dinner gulping those breads with water. It was the month ending, and like those working bachelors I too was broke. It happens. When you stay all alone in a city, far from home, slogging the whole damn day under an infuriated crook-necked boss, friends calling only when they need relationship advice or money....and ofcourse a family who don't support a married girl working in a city living alone. 

Yes, I was married because I had to. Not because I wanted to. A husband always showing off his money, dating numerous girls which he thought were the angels from the Greek World.... That marriage for me was more like a formality, as I had to look after his ill father. God's choice of creating destiny! Huh!!
I went to the bathroom so that I could have a great bathe washing away all my stress and anxiety and drenching me to escape from the real world for a second. Those water droplets from the shower still reminded me him...the way we both had spent time with each other sipping beers and laughing without any reason. I closed my eyes to see his smiling face which I really miss. Uhh! Couldn't he wait for one more day...?! If he would...today my entire life could have changed.
Atleast marrying the person you liked is better than than marrying forcefully with someone else.
Whatever...life had brought me there...and I should pass it. It was my duty. Soon I heard the doorbell ringing. It was dad probably. I quickly dried myself with my towel. Wearing my lazy pajamas and a short T-shirt I walked through the hall to answer the door.
"Hello papa. Come in. I don't have money left with me though managed myself a few thousands. Here you go."
Dad sat down on the couch in a slouching way. He too was tired enough. Old age had been showing its affects. Plus, his retail shop don't always show up with a good amount of profit. I literally feel toxic about Shubangsu. Here, the old person had been earning to survive sometimes with my money...and there, his stud son earning crores don't even turn around to see his father.
"Done your dinner, sweetie?", dad was really generous. I don't know why only bad things happen to good people!
"Yes dad. Sorry dad I don't have anything left now to offer you."
"Areee it's completely fine beta. I had done my dinner already. I just came for the money as I have to pay my bills tomorrow."
He smiled and continued, "Always be happy baccha. You have done more than enough for us. I know you too aren't earning a huge amount but still we have your support, either financially or emotionally. I still regret the birth of my own child."
"Please dad. Never say so. Shubangsu is still your only son."
He gave me a fatherly hug and went.
Oh no! I couldn't even speak to anyone about how I felt. Whom to say? No one. Only me. And the lonely apartment.
Dreams dreams dreams. I couldn't even imagine how I dreamt about my future life. Never knew it would be this fucking lonely.
Dreams always give people the temporary happiness. We sit. We dream. We fantasize our life in the greatest way possible. But we never have the guts to imagine for a second about negativity in future life. Maybe that was the reason I ended up my life in a mess.
Scrolling through the laptop, working upon the leftover project work...I finally manage to be done for the day!
I got the beer from my bag. Started sipping and obviously overthinking. I turned off the lights. My phone started beeping thrice. Aah these dating apps that my sister forcefully downloaded!! Well, she had been always upto matchmaking.
I leisurely sat on the couch, with the bottle of beer and checked my phone. 2 matches on my Tinder. Duh! Holy crap! I didn't wanna talk to anyone. I ignored the messages. My fingers automatically went to his number. Should I call him? Uh-huh bad decision! He might be sleeping peacefully with his wife. Better to check his new display picture. "Ooh! CCD with his new married life partner...Black shirt...Ok! He looks good in white though. Maybe he stopped wearing white after our confused relation fell apart."
And in no time I dozed off. Tired as hell. Anxiety always being my best friend.
Knock! Knock! And those slow knocks turned to a big bang! I wasn't expecting anyone, that early morning.
I somehow managed to get up with a new pain in my neck! Maybe it's because of the couch where I slept last night. I went to the door. An average guy, same height as mine almost, sweaty shirt with his sleeves folded. And of course, anger in his face, which was quite disturbing for me as he was perspiring heavily, was standing right in front of me. He immediately went inside my hall. All my unwashed clothes were lying on the floor. Oh no!
"Hey, may I know who you are,Sir?", I asked straight to his mouth.
"Go ask your husband who has been fooling around with my wife!"
Uh-huh! Now that's a new spice in my life.
"Why God? Don't you have any plans to not ruin my life?"