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Chapter 7

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‘How am I supposed to understand anything when you’re simply not talking to me? What should I assume of your silence?’ Ashima shouted.

‘What’s for dinner? Have you made something or should I order it from outside?’

‘Order it from outside…’ Ashima kicked the chair and locked herself in the bedroom.

‘Listen, you want an answer, right? Here it is, I have a problem with your job, I don’t want you to work and I don’t want random guys calling you at wee hours for flirting with you, I can’t tolerate this bullshit!’

‘Flirt? What the hell are you saying?’ Ashima threw the door open and literally screamed at him for putting profane allegations on her morale.

‘Who is this Jatin?’

‘He’s a colleague! What the hell is your problem? Don’t you talk to girls and women who work with you? Do I ever complain?’

‘It’s different, they’re unmarried, you’re married now, so you should at least understand your limits!’

‘Limits? Whoa! Look who’s talking about limits, the one who married a girl elder than him, the one who promised me a life better than I used to live, and the one, who made a fake promise of giving me freedom and independence!’

‘Things have changed, we’re married now.’

‘So what if we’re married? Just the relationship status changes, and not the person! But with you, the case is different, not only extreme, but insane!’

‘You’re not trying to understand…’

‘I don’t want to understand your male chauvinism. I could never expect this from you, Aarav you are the limit!’

Ashima ran off into another room and locked it from inside. Aarav also didn’t try to talk to her. He laid down on his bed, and tried falling asleep, but something inside, wasn’t allowing him to sleep.

‘Am I really nagging her? Am I really forcing her to stay with me? What if she leaves me for some other guy? Am I really blocking her freedom? Am I not giving her the desired life? Is the problem from my side?’

The questions were flooding his mind, and his senses were all awake. The blades of the ceiling fan were rotating overhead, and he compared his own life to it, which was now into a vicious, never ending circle. He himself gave permission to Ashima to join a company, he himself agreed for her decision of taking up a job. She never forced him into anything. It was their mutual consent, then why now? Was his possessiveness obstructing her entire life? Was he way too insecure for his lady that he couldn’t even tolerate any other guy talking to her?

He was immediately snapped back to reality as he thought about the guy, talking to Ashima. Just a talk can never upset him so much, he knew, it was their chat. What Ashima didn’t know was that Aarav checked her phone in the morning, which had a whatsapp conversation between Ashima and Jatin, and that too at 2am. He couldn’t recall the entire talk as he read it in a hurry, when Ashima went for a bath, but what he remembered were the last few messages.

Ashima: It’s so late, I think I should sleep.

Jatin: Why are you worried? Your husband is already asleep.

Ashima: It’s not about Aarav, I myself am really tired. Bye.

Jatin: Alright babe, b-bye, see you tomorrow.

Jatin: You looked gorgeous. You are a real beauty!

Jatin: Hey? Asleep?

Jatin: Good night, lovely. Can’t wait to meet you tomorrow!

‘Who the hell is this Jatin?’ Aarav thought, and in anger, he punched the adjoining cupboard so hard, that Ashima, sobbing in next room heard the noise. She came running into Aarav’s room and found his hand bleeding.

‘Oh my god, what happened? Are you mad?’

She clutched his hand and tied it with a napkin from the bedside drawer.

‘Don’t touch me, stay away you unfaithful bitch!’ Aarav pushed her and her head hit the lamp. She fell down, and a pool of blood surrounded her head. She was unconscious.


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  Comments (23)

  • vashi

    July 29, 2013


    • Mehek

      July 29, 2013


  • ranju

    August 8, 2013

    Simply superb…..

  • Mansi

    August 24, 2013

    Even I wanna write a book now… 😀

  • Hemel

    August 28, 2013

    Nice story

  • Chehak

    September 23, 2013

    Beautiful.. :-). at a point it gave me goosebumps and tears..nice job sweety..

    • Mehek

      September 23, 2013

      Thank you Ma’am 🙂

  • Varsha

    September 30, 2013

    just….read ur fiction….its really touching and beautiful…:)..:) love It.

  • kajal

    October 12, 2013

    urE incrEdible…. i just l0vEd arrangEd l0ve and arrAnged mArriage and i’m lo0king f0rward f0r this 0ne as wEll 😉

    • Mehek

      October 14, 2013

      Thank you, hope you like other stories as well 🙂

  • manisha

    December 14, 2013

    after a long tym read smthn superb… superb wrk gurlie

    • Mehek

      December 17, 2013

      thank you sweetie 🙂

  • Mansi

    January 11, 2014

    Awesome writing Mahek
    It really took me in Ashima n Aarav’s World….. 🙂

    • Mehek

      January 11, 2014

      Thank you dear! 🙂 You may also like my other stories like – Arranged Love, Arranged Marriage and the ongoing one, Arranged Emotions 🙂 Take Care!

  • Mansi

    January 11, 2014

    I m following A Girl’s Heart, An Ocean of Secrets since long dear
    n i read ur both, however Arranged Love ws out of dis World ♥♥♥
    n nw following ur Arranged Emotions my most awaited sequel….. ….

    • Mehek

      January 11, 2014

      🙂 Thank you

  • Ishita

    January 24, 2014

    I just loved ur stories…..
    dey r so heart touchn….
    i just wanna read mre n mre n dnt wnt eva 2 end it…. <3

    • Mehek

      January 24, 2014

      Thank you so much dear ^_^

  • Bimu

    April 27, 2014

    I’m sorry but the theme of a ‘gay’ didn’t fit into the story perfectly.

  • Jaya lalwani

    July 11, 2014

    Mehek mam ur stories r addictive actually u r addictive

    • Mehek

      July 11, 2014

      Thank you so much Jaya, means so much! 🙂


    June 17, 2015

    wow mehek…. its so well written & beautiful story… loved it….

    • Mehek

      June 18, 2015

      Thank you so much Akrti 🙂