The next few days, Samaira repeatedly contacted Rohan and
spoke to him. She appeared to sound mature at some times, and then coquettish
at others. Rohan too enjoyed their light-hearted banter as they exchanged notes
about what was currently happening in their lives. Of course, Samaira’s life
was far too colorful and his was far too humdrum. He wondered about whether his
narration bored Samaira, but she was always attentive and eager. She regaled
him with anecdotes from her shooting sessions and even mimicked her co-stars
and directors. As their hearty laughs echoed down the lines, they felt very
close. It was as if they were having a one-to-one, direct conversation, in
person.
But when
these calls lasted for long hours at night, Amisha would have a vague sense of
foreboding. Initially, she had been pleased that Samaira had established such
excellent rapport with her husband, whom she had never even met, before he went
to Mumbai. But she gradually began resenting the long-distance calls that
lasted for quite some time. As it was, she herself never got a chance to
interact with Rohan, till late at night, as they would both be busy with their
respective schedules. She usually looked forward to those precious moments of
quiet and relaxation. But these days, he had gifted away those moments, rather
hours, to her sister. She often wondered whether she had committed a blunder by
getting those two acquainted!
She felt
torn between the love for her younger sister and the love for her husband. Both
were equally dear to her and both seemed to be oblivious to her own plight! What
could she do? She knew that things could get out of hand if she let the growing
affinity between them; unchecked.
Rohan was
however, unaffected by the calls, seemingly, as he continued to be as attentive
as ever, to his wife, as well. He would enquire about her day, in-between
Samaira’s calls, apprise her of important chores to be attended to, etc. Yet
Amisha felt as if he was trying hard to keep both Samaira and herself happy. How
long would this difficult situation last, she wondered. She even wondered
whether she should warn her sister to keep away from her hubby. She knew that
she could never do that, as she genuinely loved her sister and wanted her to be
happy. She seemed to have found a friend and confidante in Rohan. Amisha wanted
to maintain the status-quo as she didn’t have any complaints against her hubby,
otherwise.
He was an
ideal husband. She told herself to stop being jealous and insecure and get on
with her life as usual. Sometimes though, she would feel very restless and
uneasy, when Rohan spoke in intimate tones to Samaira. At those times, he
conveniently acted as if Amisha wasn’t there at all, in that room! It was as if
Amisha was an outsider. After the call ended, when he would talk to her, full
of concern about her (Amisha), she’d feel as if he was trying too hard to be
the conscientious husband!
Was he fooling her? What was
brewing between Samaira and Rohan? A budding romance or something deeper…? Did
Rohan and Samaira have a fling or a full-fledged affair? How could she find
out? Whom could she question? If she questioned either of the two, they’d know
that she was suspecting them. She didn’t want to fall in their esteem. But the
only thing that truly bothered her was the fact that if Rohan ever chose the
beautiful Samaira over her, her life would be finished. She had to do something
and do it soon!
To be continued.....
The copyright of this story is with Mrs. Priya Ramesh Swaminathan.
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