Adultery Priya Didi

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Saturday Evening – The Saree, The Silence, The Storm


Ravi hadn’t expected the silence.

Not from the living room of flat 205 on a Saturday evening.

But it was there, wrapped in the golden glow of the setting sun and the rhythmic ticking of the wall clock.

His laptop was finally closed for the weekend,

And he stretched his arms and walked out,

Thinking of Sirisha’s dinner invite, of the casual conversations that lay ahead.

He wasn’t ready.

Not for her.

She stood near the full-length mirror by the dining table,

Fastening the last clasp of her delicate earring.

A strand of her hair fell across her cheek,

And she tucked it behind her ear with an unconscious grace.

And for a moment

Ravi forgot how to breathe.

Priya Didi.

Wearing a muted teal silk saree that shimmered with undertones of silver as it caught the light.

The fabric clung to her body with an elegance that made the air feel slow, denser.

The pleats fell in perfect rhythm against her hips, gathered at her slender waist,

hugging her body like a whispered promise.

And her blouse—a sleeveless,

Square-cut style in matching teal—held her gently,


revealing just enough to haunt the imagination but never enough to betray her dignity.



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