Anjali
Aarav and I reach home after coming from the office. I change my dress and wear a simple light blue PJs and a t-shirt, with mangalsutra and sindoor and two golden bangles, one on each wrist. Afterwards, I go to the kitchen to make dinner. While preparing it, I think of speaking to Aarav about our divorce. It has already been one month since we got married. I also feel that Aarav is in love with me, and I don’t want to encourage his feeling by staying here with him. It’s good for us to apply for a divorce preparation soon. It’s good for both of us.
Finally, I am finished making the chapathi with paneer butter masala. Aarav likes this so much.
I call him and he comes downstairs. I serve him, then have dinner.
“Aarav I want to talk to you,” I say to him nervously.
“Yes tell me c
