As fragile as they are strong
As right as they are wrong
Mistaken often
Are the insecurities of a Woman
"You know what's wrong in our relationship???.....YOU"
"ME", she shouted, "yeah...you go screwing around and I am the one who is wrong in our relationship"
"What the fuck"
"Don't you wtf me alright..you think I don't know...that drooling look on your face when you see that long-legged sexy bitch next door..or any other female of that kind"
"You are so fuckin' impossible"
Before she could think of something to say he stomped out of the house banging the door.
Takshila and Mayur have been married for two years now, and this was getting worse with each passing minute. Takshila, like every other fight, that today's has also been pointless, worthless and her fault. If Mayur can't be trusted then you can't eve trust your own self and she knew it well. She knew he loves her truly , deeply and completely. But this doesn't keep her from being insecure and too very needy of him. She is painfully aware of charismatic and Godly looking Mayur and a very average and plain her.
Mayur has been drinking for over an hour, annoyed at the way things between him and Takshila is going.
"Hey buddy", someone's hand at his shoulders broke the painful trance he was in.
"Swar", he was pleasantly surprised, "such a long time".
Swar was the counseller at the company he used to work with, and they had hit it off right from their first meet, like partners in crime. Mayur always found him easy to talk to. Over the drinks conversation drifted to Mayur and Takshila and the problem between them.
"She is Insecure", said Swar after hearing out Mayur.
"Insecure", half surprised half amused he said,"what for? We have been married for two years now. She has everything she needs or wants. Why then?"
"Mayur, its not about what she has. She thinks she doesn't deserve all this and you. She has this fear that one day you will just walk out on her for someone better..." and Swar went on explaining him all about women Insecurity.
Takshila waited.....in absolute Zero..fearing he will not come...fearing he left forever..for his own good.
Mayur stood at the door..confident of what he wants to do. he loves Takshila a lot...enough to do anything to make things better....he rang the bell. five min of absolute silence..then a faint click. Takshila stood there stunned..her hairs untidy..her mascara and kajal messed up with her tears creating a line down her cheeks. And suddenly with a huge desperate cry she hugs him tight. throwing her arms wildly around his neck she clang to him for her dear life.
"Ohh Mayur..I thought you are never gonna come back..am sorry..I know I have been such a bitch...every fight had been my mistake...please forgive me.."
Mayur held her tight..letting her blabber...let her to let loose herself..he kept caressing her while she cried like a troubled desperate child.
"Shhh baby...I know..its okay..I now understand..I will never leave you", and with this he led her inside...handed her a glass of champagne and made her sit on his lap...cuddled. And they talked..about his pain and hers...about his fears and hers...he told her he loved her the way she is and that how intimidated and out of place he feels with other females.
"True there are females better and worst that you...but..my love..there is no other you...no other Takshila for him", he said.
He opened up for her...bared his hear and soul...his cellphone and his emails..and everything she desired to see. And sometime between their comfortable after talk silence she dozed off...curled up like a cat...with a content look on her face. He carried her to bed. he knew this was going to be long and tiring...and tough...but he was more than willing...for his own sake..for their love and for Takshila...HIS TAKSHILA
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