Like a Phoenix from the Ashes

Chapter 5

“Get me my breakfast soon or I will be late to my office” Shubham told me after his shower on a Monday morning.

“I’m almost done, let me just serve you the breakfast” I replied by bringing out the breakfast in a tray.

I served the food and he tasted it a little bit. His face showed that he liked what I prepared and he finished everything without any complaints. I thought that he might have liked what I prepared. He then got ready to leave for the work and arranged his stuffs inside his bag. As we reached the door of the apartment, he suddenly turned and came very much closer to me. I was just blinking and that is when he crashed his lips on mine.

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I moaned as his kiss became demanding and urgent. I could feel his member growing slowly and begging to be released from the trousers. I gently started kneading his member on the trouser while my other hand was holding his hairs. He threw his bag and unbuckled his trousers with urgency and wanted to be inside me as early as possible. We suddenly moved towards the couch and he made me sit on his lap and started lifting my knee-length night gown above my waist. He then showed my panties aside and removed his zipper to free his member from inside his boxer shorts. He then held me on place and started massaging my slit till I became completely creamy down there and then entered me. We started rocking against one another on the couch and moaning at the same time. This went on for a while till me and Shubham both climaxed at the same time.

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He then gently lifted me up by holding my waist and placed me next to him on the couch. We both were panting and I turned my head to look at the time, which was half past 9. It was already getting late and I urged Shubham to get up and get ready for the office. He then hurried by running into the washroom to clean his member, after our morning love making session, and got his stuffs and got ready to go out of the apartment. As we reached the door once again, he turned and started staring at my lips. I giggled and gently pushed him out of the apartment. He pouted and looked me with sad looking puppy eyes. I laughed and kissed him on the lips. He smiled as we parted and left by waving a bye to me.

I came inside smiling by remembering the events of the morning and went into kitchen. I checked that everything was prepared for lunch, and hence thought about resting for a while, after the tiring activity in the morning. It was then I realised that we didn’t use protection and I started panicking. However, I relaxed as I understood that I have crossed my danger period in the month a week ago.

I then placed my head on the pillow and fell asleep. I woke up to the constant ringing of my mobile and checked that it was Shubham calling.

“Hello Aanya. What are you doing?” he said from the other side.

“Hello Shubham. I was sleeping and got up just now because of your call”, I replied.

“How many times should I call you? Don’t you have any other work to do than sleeping? Clean the house or arrange my wardrobe or you can even sit and look for some learning courses, and many more work is there for you. Instead you are sleeping without a problem in the world”, he started shouting.

I was really taken aback by his sudden snapping at me. I asked what the matter is again and he just stayed silent. He then told that he simply called and disconnected the call.

I became really sad by his sudden snapping at me. I was just resting and fell asleep without me knowing, and it was just half an hour since he left to his office. I couldn’t stop the tears that were rolling down my eyes and sat and sobbed for few minutes. I then consoled myself and thought about calling Chandra aunty.

“Hello Chandra aunty. What are you doing?” I asked.

“Hello Aanya, we are all doing fine, how about you? How is your married life treating you?” she replied.

I couldn’t stop the tears that were rolling down my eyes, but controlled my sobbing and spoke normally with her. She guessed something was not right, but didn’t think about digging further into it. She also replied casually and disconnected the call. It was when I realised that Rashi’s wedding was nearing and they had to take care of the inviting process of their near and dear ones, as Rashi and Krishya were the daughters of Chandra aunty and Brijesh uncle. I thought about not disturbing her anymore and got up from the bed and went to washroom to wash my tears and freshen up.

I entered kitchen and saw that there was no work to be done there and decided to go through the online portals in search of a job. My idea was to take a break for about a year after my marriage so that I will get adjusted to my new life, and would start working from then on. I would lose a year in my experience certificate, but it was worth it. I didn’t feel like going further with my job search, and so thought about completing my household chores such as cleaning, sweeping and washing clothes and so on. When I was done with all these works, it was time to have my lunch. No matter how much I kept myself busy in the household works, I couldn’t forget the way Shubham behaved today just because I couldn’t pick his call in time.

Shubham returned from the work at around 7pm in the evening. I was preparing dinner and heard the door knock. I went and opened the door and saw Shubham tired from his day’s work. After freshening up, he sat next to me and we watched TV in silence for some time. We had dinner and went to sleep.

Shubham started showing his true colours and making me realise that everything I thought I knew about him was all just a big lie. He was never the sweet person as he showed himself to be with me. Everything made him angry and he was never ready to compromise with anything. Everything had to go his way and, if things don’t go his way, then he would become angry and either stopped talking with me or even started beating me or abusing me with painful words.

Days went on as usual without much of any difference. He normally kept himself busy with his mobile phone or sleeping. There was no normal conversation between us, which usually happens between married couples. He would speak to me only when it is necessary and if I tried to start a conversation, then he would snap at me saying I should use my mobile phone for learning more about the world than just simply watching unnecessary videos. This really made me both mad and sad and even made me to question my decision regarding marrying him in the first place.

His friends and their family used to visit us every now and then and I observed that he is very talkative and fun-filled guy, when there are others present in our place. He would change into the reserved and silent guy the moment people left our place and it was us alone in the house. This behaviour of his made me seriously mad and I thought about confronting him regarding this matter one day.

“Shubham do you have a minute to speak?” I asked by going near him.

“Yes Aanya what is it?” he replied by lifting his head from mobile screen.

“Do you not like me or is it not to your liking that I’m staying here with you?” I asked by controlling my tears.

“What is wrong with you? Have you gone mad or bitten by a rabid dog to speak like this?” was his reply.

Even his reply made me angry. I raised my voice and asked what was actually going on in my mind, “why is it that you don’t like to speak to me much? You are not even bothered to do small talks also with me. Have you got fed up by me or is it that you are second guessing your thoughts about marrying me?” I was in tears.

He looked at me and his lips formed a thin line. He kept aside his mobile phone and pulled me onto his lap. He took the hair strand that was on my cheek and placed it behind my ear and caressed my cheek with his fingers. He then started pulling me and crashed his lips onto mine. I never knew when I went with the flow and let him worship every inch of my body. However, when we were done with the love making, he didn’t answer my question and just wore his boxer shorts and went to washroom to clean his member. This behaviour made me think again regarding whether he likes me or not. Every time I went and confronted him about anything, we would end up having s*x or he would get angry on me and would slap me and beat me.

I was fed up with the way he was behaving with me and thought about telling Arun about everything. It was already 6 months since our marriage and nothing had changed in Shubham’s behaviour. He would party with his friends and families when we visited them or when they visited us and used to make me do all the work, but would turn into the silent and angry guy the minute we were left alone in the house.

Once when drunk with his friends, he was blabbing some idiotic things about his past life.

“I was the great athlete when in college and girls used to run behind me like I’m some god to them. I had many offers to consider, but my mother always wanted me to marry someone from my community. If this was not the case, then I would have had many options to marry and also to consider”.

I was listening to everything that was coming out of his mouth and that was when I realised that he married me only because of the pressure from his mother to marry within the community. Now I understood his behaviour towards me and also his frustration regarding everything that was concerned to me. This was not done, since he not only ruined my life after marrying me, but was also neglecting the fact that his decision had actually destroyed the hopes and dreams of a person. He had even played with the feelings of two families.

I was really mad at his mother for forcing him into doing something that he was not ready to, and in-turn not being bothered about the fact that her desire would end up destroying the life of another human being, which was me.

I was completely ready to make all the changes in my life, as long as Shubham was there to help me with adjusting to my new life. I expected him also to make changes in his life, as he was not a bachelor anymore and had a wife. My expectations were all just a dream and my married life was a one-way track, where only I was supposed to make changes, and Shubham thought that he is perfect in his own way and there is no need for any change in his life.