Raina~ My journey from a contracted husband to a father ~ 2 It was a new country and totally a different culture for my wife. It's not like that immigrants are not allowed, but a white marrying a brown is still not as much acceptable. I thought Malini would be shocked by my luxurious car which came to pick us up, but she wasn't. She knew I was rich and didn't care. We did not speak a single word, she was looking outside of the window and I was looking at her. Draped in a red saree, lips coated in red paint, her cheeks flushed, and a beautiful dot was in the middle of her brows. I married a goddess. I wanted to hold her hand with mine but did not. We arrived in the posh area of Chicago where the old riches lived. We got out of the car, and this time she held my hand tightly, she looked scared. "Your house is big" she whispered and I squeezed her hand gently, reassuring her that everything would be fine. I am with her. We walked inside our home, and every pair of eyes was on us.
Raina~ I wept with my dada's letter against my chest. How could he do this to me? I have heard his and mom's story all my life. And he knows how much we enjoy it. My phone pinged and I turned it on, it was a message from my dad. It was a voice note, precisely. I clicked on the play button "I love you, Raybean" My heart melted, and soon I heard him saying my childhood name. More tears escape from my eyes until they turn into painful sobs again. I miss him so much. My dad, god, how can I forget that he is all alone? He needs me more than ever and I left him in my ego, in my stupid anger. I feel so ashamed of myself right now that I want to die. I felt a pair of hands grabbing my shoulders and shaking me gently, calling out for my name. I looked up and saw my husband's concerned eyes. I jumped in his arms, and he held me tight against his chest. He stroked my back gently and kissed the top of my head. "Don't cry baby" he cooed and I clutched onto his jacket. I miss my dada, I miss
Raina~ I stare at the small house through the window in front of me, in awe. It may be small but it is still the best house in the world. It is where my parents lived their initial life of marriage, it is where my eldest sister was born. It is the place, very close to my dad's heart. Even after our birth none of us siblings knew about this place because according to Mom and dad, this is their private place, away from their monster kids. This is where they would come for romance. Well, I do not want to think about their romance, because my dad already has put so much of imagination in my mind through that letter. I sighed and opening the door of the beauty I got out and closed it almost lovingly behind me. I jumped into the house porch through the little fence. And without ringing the bell I tried to open the gate but couldn't. I face palmed myself, how will it open, I have no key. And there is no padlock. Guess, I have to bang on the door. I raised my hand and fisted and punche
Raina~ My head was hung low and tears of shame, I brought upon by family streamed down from my eyes. The guilt I have been feeling for what I did to them still weighs upon me. The shame my family went through because of me. How I was called a slut by the society, I know how much this pained my parents to have slut as a daughter. If I had the power to time travel, I would go back in time and change the circumstances and save my family's ruined reputation. But I can't and I have to live with this guilt and shame forever. My shoulders start to shake and I cry harder. I was instantly pull into the lap of my dad and he wrapped his arms around me, telling me to calm down and tell him that what was bothering him. I buried my face into his chest and sobbed harder. "What happened, Ray, did I do something thing wrong? I am sorry, you are my most lovable child, I love no one as I love you, princess. Stop crying, please" he begged and I couldn't help but let out more tears. He is such a go
Raina~ I tapped my fingers on the table and put my head on it. I can not leave a single moment without my shit. We were behaving so normal moments ago and now I have annoyed my dad and sister so much that they went out to get rid of me. I slapped my forehead again, for overthinking. Why do I overthink? Even after knowing that it is super unhealthy for me. I know my sister and my dad would never think like this for me. There must be something they wanted to talk about in private. But what is taking them so long? It's been already fifteen minutes now. Maybe my panic attack panicked them and they went out to take a breath of fresh air. Ugghh, I can control my own shit. That is why everyone says that I am so weak. They step inside the home and lock the door behind them. Their eyes were red, cheeks flushed they must have cried because of me. "I am sorry that I bothered both of you" I say and casted my gaze lower. "Yes, you did but we are used to it because that is what you are" . Tar
Agastya~ I rested my head against the window shield and looked out at the sky, I was flying in between. The white clouds flew with us, and the stars shined bright in the sky. Raina, my wife she loves seeing clouds because it reminds her of a child eating cotton candies, which she never got to eat. It hurts me to leave her back at home alone, but I am relieved that she is with her father. Maybe their relationship is finally starting to get better. And I hope so too. Because I know how much both father and daughter love each other. I close my eyes and try to get some sleep before I reach Ibiza.*** I stared at the men sitting on the cell floor, I have seen them at my last visit with Susannah and she confirmed it that they were the ones who wronged her. Their faces were swollen and puffy, with several scratches and splits, their body had burnt marks and blood was gushing out from different parts of their body. Bloody, rascals they deserved it. "What did they say, cop?" I ask, in a
Raina~ I woke up to the pungent smell of hospital disinfectant, invading my nostrils. The room was silent apart from my heavy breathing and the beep beep sound you often hear in hospitals that indicates you're alive. I slowly opened my eyes, squinting in an attempt to sharpen the blurred images before me.I knew that my dad would bring me here, it has happened often before. I woke up in the hospital room. Which I hate so much. I must be used to it by now, but I am not I still hate the walls, the same, and those smiling doctors, even my baba, my nana, and my husband are themselves very established doctors. "You are awake" I hear the frail voice of my dada and I look at him with lazy eyes. His hands grazed over mine and kissed the back of my hand. "Am I going to die, Dad?" I ask, nonchalantly. Because I don't care if I die, the desire to live is just no more in me. But I just wanted to see my husband last time. I want to tell him, that not forget me always remember me, I will take
Raina~ ♡Raina♡A series of chuckles escape from my mouth as the text I read before breaking my phone flashed across my mind like a reel.Divya: told you, it was only his infatuation with you, see he came back to me.I laughed and laughed until tears streamed down from my eyes and my shoulders shake violently. A scream rip through my throat. Why Agastya, why would you do this to me?I was such a fool, so stupid to trust him. He lured me, with his talking shit. He took advantage of me just like everyone else. Why I am so naive, to give everyone all of me? My hand traveled to my belly, it was non existent. I rubbed my palm over it. 'I am sorry, baby. I am sorry, you will never be able get to see your mama and papa together. Sorry.'I glance at the broken phone and smiled bitterly, I am not even feeling sad anymore. His actions for past days saying it all. His distance, his coldness. Then his sudden love and confession of obsession for me. It was all lie.The image of her lips touchin