18:00 hours.-
It was in her eyes. How ridiculously all this had muffled her mouth, tied her tongue and taken away her will to live.
she spoke, about the times she wanted to hand him the papers. The no. of times she cried to herself, cursed herself that she was sleeping next to him. Her patience, her calculated steps, her want- that their love should never be seceded by who earns more, who smiles more, who thinks less and just the fact that who is more sane. It drove her crazy. Her relentless faith in love, that even if on the outset she cried she could never ask a paper to be their savior or refer to law to make or break their bond. She asked him repeatedly, why did he let their love become docile, a subject of discussion, and why let it,dissipate. Infuriated she asked, wasn't her silent trying, a crime enough, a crime that their failure of communication had changed her, wasn't it a crime that she couldn't share much with him anymore, cause he convinced her that she thought a lot, she reacted a lot, how her thoughts were a subject ready for a debate, Wasn't her silent giving in, a symbol of care enough that he made her come to this, but she stood there, unmoved. She wanted to inhale, but the air was filled with just about the right amount of hatred and blood.
She hung onto being content, she had her days she had her shades. She wrote. She prayed. She feared. Life of A on the onset was cucumber calm and ocean hurling unsettling in the interiors.
We cannot say whether or not A had a split in her personality cause all of her thinking embedded with reason and pragmatism lead to an unfailing confusion and deadlock always. She managed that and that was her niche.
A was associated with S. S was an academician like herself. He loathed the high upbeat Delhi life but at the same time his literature appealed only to them. S decoded her just about to the level A wanted him too.
The air on that day was neat and clean. They left for work. It was a Friday, she worked with him on one of her papers, and endlessly her mind calculated 18 hours summing up to 6 in the evening. That no. stuck in her head.
S, walked into the apartment, and thinking about how things could settle out between . She wanted to talk and that had to follow the decoding of her messages, he guessed. He decided to remain subtle and silent.
16:30 hours- They sat down across the table. She handed him a list. He smirked, that irritated her more. He signed his initials at the bottom. Flipped it across, and said, 'Only if you had the audacity to ask for more'.
17:00 hours- It startled and frustrated her how his actions weren't calculated by her. The fact that he said and did what, and how she expected him too, was difficult. excruciating.
17:30 hours- S walked in, smiled at her, agonizing her further, gave her the divorce papers. She wanted to inhale, but the air was filled with just about the right amount of hatred and blood.