The Pictures

Point Of View: Amayra

“We Need To Talk”. It was the first sentence he had said to me after our wedding. I tried to free my wrist from his grip.

“What do you need to say? Whatever it is save it, I don’t want to listen.” I said hatefully to him. I started to try harder to free my wrist but his grip tightened. Then his next words surprised me.

“Why do you hate me, Amayra?” I forgot my whole struggle and looked at him as if I was looking at a fool. ‘Why do I hate him? Don’t he know?’ I thought in my mind.

“What mind games are you playing Karan?” I asked while I had stopped struggling, for now, to see what he will see.

“No games Amayra. I just want to know.” He said with tenderness in his voice and the look I had seen in his eyes after so many years. the look of longing and love.

I was lost for a moment. Then I came to my senses and said “Karan, whatever you want to do and whatever mind game are you trying to play with me. I am not going to fall for it again”. The moment I finished speakin