13-07-2025, 02:55 AM
Scene 12 – The Quiet Between Them
The kitchen light was warm, soft.
A golden halo that should’ve made everything feel cozy.
But tonight, the house felt quieter than usual.
Ravi sat at the dining table
Elbows lightly resting on the wood, eyes occasionally glancing toward the open kitchen.
He watched Priya move between the counter and the stove with practiced grace, measured, elegant.
But there was a stiffness to her tonight. Her shoulders didn’t sway.
Her footfalls were gentler, more calculated.
Something was off.
He thought of Sirisha,
Of how she'd filled the afternoon with her chatter, her easy laughs.
How naturally she had sat beside him
How effortlessly the time had slipped away.
But that brightness, now, felt like it didn’t belong here.
Not when Priya Didi wouldn’t meet his eyes.
She finally emerged with two plates and set them down gently.
“Khaana thanda ho gaya toh mujhe bolna,” she said, without looking at him.
Her voice was soft. Polite. But… formal.
He waited for her to sit.
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The kitchen light was warm, soft.
A golden halo that should’ve made everything feel cozy.
But tonight, the house felt quieter than usual.
Ravi sat at the dining table
Elbows lightly resting on the wood, eyes occasionally glancing toward the open kitchen.
He watched Priya move between the counter and the stove with practiced grace, measured, elegant.
But there was a stiffness to her tonight. Her shoulders didn’t sway.
Her footfalls were gentler, more calculated.
Something was off.
He thought of Sirisha,
Of how she'd filled the afternoon with her chatter, her easy laughs.
How naturally she had sat beside him
How effortlessly the time had slipped away.
But that brightness, now, felt like it didn’t belong here.
Not when Priya Didi wouldn’t meet his eyes.
She finally emerged with two plates and set them down gently.
“Khaana thanda ho gaya toh mujhe bolna,” she said, without looking at him.
Her voice was soft. Polite. But… formal.
He waited for her to sit.
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