Originally posted by: ronitfan
Dinner with Ragini? Of course he'd love it.. But he didn't want it to be an awkward affair where Aman would join them at the table eventually and make things uncomfortable. If that happened, forget eating he would not be able to keep a sane smile in his face..
Ashaben called out to him again and he really didn't have the heart to deny her. He wondered why she was still fond of him.. He'd left her daughter and now her daughter was all settled in with her new husband.. He stopped wrapping his head around it and moved instinctively towards Ragini's room to use the wash basin. She gasped and tried to stop him but then realized he had no motive this time and had moved in that direction after Sunny Tai had motioned him..
She started arranging a separate plate for him.. It felt so unreal.. Setting up a place for him at the table.. And at the same time, it felt like the missing piece of her life's puzzle :)
To be continued super soon..
She shook off that thought from the head and started serving the vegetables on the plates.. she asked Ashaben and Sunny tai to join them for dinner but they made their excuses, saying they had already finished their dinner as Ragini was late from the hospital.. Ragini eyed her mother suspiciously and she thought she saw a faint smile on her face as she was turning towards the store.. her mother loved to play matchmaker.. didn't Ragini know that..
Meanwhile, Nachiket made his way gingerly towards Ragini's bathroom.. in his hurry to wash his hands, he had not realised he was entering her room.. he just stood there at the centre of the room for a while.. trying to study Ragini through her room. He took in the decor, the things in the room.. tried to get an idea of the person she had become after they had separated. The door to her closet was open and Nachiket looked at the sarees visible through the gap. She was still the same, her closet arranged as neatly as possible. He took care of not moving towards her closet and intruding her space.. he just wanted to observe..
She was still the OCD Ragini.. finicky and particular about anything and everything. He smiled to himself recalling how angry she would get when he would cut the vegetables in uneven pieces in a bid to help her. She'd huff and puff and then take away the knife from him, asking him not to help her if he couldn't cut the vegetables properly.. Nachiket would just shrug and walk off, laughing at her silently.. they had lots of maids and cooks, but she would still insist on cooking for him, and still berate him when he tried to help.. those memories physically hurt him today..
Going towards the bathroom now, he quickly washed his hands and as he looked around for the towel, looked at the mirror.. aah.. the bindis on the mirror.. there was a black one and a pink one.. the small, round pink bindi had adorned her forehead just the day before.. and he had helped himself to a generous view of her, taking in her beauty.. he nodded his head in jest.. smiling sadly at the bindi.. and then his eyes caught the glimpse of some medicines placed near her toothpaste. That was very strange.
His concern showed itself as a frown as he could not help himself from checking what medicines she stocked there.. away from everyone in the family. As far as he remembered his Ragini, she had never needed any medicines and had always asked him to avoid medicines as far as he could.. he was a doctor and knew his medicines but she still stayed away from them.. it worried him that she had two bottles of medicine there.. the first one was a powerful drug his friends recommended for migraine.. nd the other one had sleeping pills. His heart contracted.. he read the drug description again and prayed and hoped she never took the two pills together by mistake.. it could be extremely dangerous.. he was feeling stuffy and claustrophobic by what he had discovered.. and suddenly he started breathing a little heavy...
He wanted to reach out to her.. talk to her.. ask her what was wrong.. not all migraine patients needed sleeping pills.. why was she having difficulty sleeping? Was she not having a happy marriage with Aman? What could possibly be going wrong with her - she had everything going now.. kids, husband, family.. and migraine? His frown grew deeper.. just like the lines on his forehead.. his own father had struggled with migraine.. so much so that even a silver of light could not be tolerated and would send him to more agony.. he let out a deep breath imagining Ragini going through the same.. and let out a sigh he did not know he was holding..
To be continued :)
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