Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

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Just as his mind started to spiral, his phone buzzed, breaking the stillness. It was Amit. Ravi let out a frustrated sigh before answering.
 
Ravi: "Hey Amit, what’s up?"
 
Amit: "Hey, Ravi. Just wanted to give you a heads-up. The contractor for the old house renovation just called me."
 
Ravi’s heart sank. He had known this was coming, the renovation had been dragging on for a while, and now, it seemed like everything was coming to a head. He had hoped to have the weekend to himself, to be able to meet with Neetu or Sirisha before Priya Didi comes back, but life had other plans.
 
Amit: "The contractor said they’ll be working through the weekend. Sunday too. So, I need you to go over and keep an eye on things. I’m stuck here, and I really don’t want to leave it all on their hands."
 
Ravi rubbed his forehead, feeling the weight of the responsibility settling in. The old house... it was a mess. Every visit felt like a reminder of what Priya Didi and he once had, a house full of memories when they went to see that first time, now they all echoes of the past he.
 
Ravi: "Sure, I’ll go by and check on things. You want me to coordinate with the contractor on Sunday too?"
 
Amit: "Yeah, that’s the plan. They’re working late both days, so I need you to make sure they don’t cut any corners. Just keep things moving."
 
Ravi sighed, glancing over at the clock. The day had already gotten away from him.
 
Ravi: "Got it. I’ll make sure everything’s running smoothly. No problem."
 
Amit: "Thanks, Ravi. I know it’s a lot, but I really appreciate it. If anything comes up, just call me."
 
Ravi: "Will do, Amit. Don’t worry about it."
 
He ended the call, tossing his phone onto the couch. The thought of spending his weekend at the old house, dealing with contractors, dust, and the remnants of the life he had shared with Priya Didi, made his stomach twist. It wasn’t how he had imagined the day unfolding.
 
But it was his responsibility, and there was no way around it. With a deep breath, he stood up, pulling on his jacket. As much as he had been hoping to escape to something lighter, something more carefree, the weight of life always seemed to pull him back.
 


 

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