The man of my dreams

Chapter 18

My eyes are literally burning. I feel like I didn't get a wink of sleep last night... I feel something hard poking my thigh... My eyes open wide when I realise what that hard thing is...

I look at him. He is sleeping peacefully but still he is so much hard... I try to get up without disturbing him but fail when my toe brushes his length. He sucks in a deep breath and grips my ankle and pulls me towards him. I yelp in surprise and look at him. He is staring at me so intensely... I can feel my face burning. I look down to hide my blushing face but he has other plans...

He grips my chin and pulls me towards him and places his lips on mine... I feel morning breath in his kiss but what makes me cringe is the taste of cigarette. I push him away, get up hurriedly and run to the bathroom...

This is getting too much... I get freshened up and step outside the restroom. I can't live with him anymore. I think I don't love him but I love the idea of loving him... I don't know anymore. I am an emotional mess and I need a break...

But as soon as I step out of the bathroom, I am pinned to the wall by my husband. I look at him with wet eyes. His eyes soften and he wipes my tears away. He looks at me and asks, "Jaan, why did you leave me unsatisfied on our bed?"

"Why are you so selfish Rahul? You only think about yourself. Did you, for once think about me? I am married in this house and I don't know anyone here. I couldn't even see the face of your brother. I don't know anything about you, your profession, your parents and the most important thing, your addiction... You know that I don't like that. But still you were drunk yesterday. Am I not important to you? Does alcohol have more importance in your life than me?"

He looks at me with guilt in his eyes. He is about to say something but I raise me hand, signalling him to stop and say, "Go and freshen up. You must have work to do. I will make your breakfast."

"You don't need to. We have a maid. She comes and makes meals for both of us."

"From now onwards, you won't need any maid. Fire her. Who else lives in this house?"

"My younger brother, Ritvik."

I gulp at the name. Does it mean that they are still brothers? But I quickly compose myself and ask, "What would you both like for breakfast?"

"I want bread omelette and ritwik can eat the same."

"Okay," but I will not allow this. They are in their own home. They don't need to eat double roti (bread) when they can have eat roti (Indian whole wheat bread, often referred to anything that is homemade) ... He will not go to the office after eating that crap...

I go to the kitchen and look around in awe. It is nothing like my kitchen. Everything here is stainless steel and aluminium. In my hostel, every utensil is made up of earth. The earthen vessels preserve the 100% nutrition of the food while aluminium and steel preserve only 13 to 17%. Also, food cooked in these metals remains fresh forever and we get more nutrition from the mother earth. Not to mention, the taste of the food is also awesome... We don't have any stomach or intestine problems and there is no problem of cholesterol or cancer of we use earthen vessels. That's why I prefer earthen vessels and not other utensils.

I sigh. Now, Rahul has a lot of shopping to do... Nevertheless, I make aloo ka parothas (an Indian dish) and apply a lot of ghee on them. Everyone believes that ghee produces cholesterol but they don't know that it were the Britishers who spread this news to promote oil. Of course, oil is the one that causes cancer and cholesterol...

I put dahi (yoghurt) in a bowl beside the parothas and yes, it is without sugar. Adding sugar lessens it's nutrition tremendously and we blame dahi for getting fat...

I wait for both of them but when Rahul comes and sees the plate, his eyes darkens considerably. He walks towards me like a predator and yanks me towards him and growls in my ear, "What is this Jaan? I told you I want bread and omelette. Then why did you make something like this? Do you want me to become fat and lose this wonderful body?"

"Why do you need this body anyway? I am not interested in your body and by the way, bread combined with egg leaves only 7% egg's nutrition. If you really want to keep this body, eat this," I say, pointing towards the plate.

He sighs and says, "Ritvik is going to throw a big tantrum today. May God keep you safe..."

He kisses me and leaves for work. Where does he work? I really don't know anything about him...