Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

 
Scene – Two Weeks of Silence, Aching Absence
 
Two weeks passed in that struggle between silence and sad recap.
 
The past two weeks had been a slow, suffocating stretch of time, each day blending into the next, marked only by the soft hum of the ceiling fan and the occasional sound of footsteps from another room.
 
Ravi had tried to settle into the routine of it all, work, silence, the familiar yet unbearable distance between him and Priya Didi.
 
The mornings were always the same. He would wake up, make coffee, and sit at his desk for hours, staring at the screen with a mind that was never fully focused.
 
He had always been a creature of routine, but now each action felt heavy, burdened by the emptiness that lingered in the house.
 
The silence was no longer just quiet; it had become a presence of its own, suffocating him, reminding him of what he had lost.
 
He missed her, but more than that, he missed the simplicity of their past. 

 
The way they used to speak without thinking, the casual conversations that now felt like distant memories.
 
Now, each word felt like an intrusion, and the spaces between them had grown so wide that Ravi feared he might fall into them and never get back up.

 
It wasn’t that Priya Didi was ever far from him, physically.
 
She was there, in the same house, walking from room to room, doing her work, her movements as graceful as ever.
 
The sound of her saree brushing the floor, the soft rhythm of her steps, those were things that should have felt comforting.
 
But instead, they haunted him. Seeing her and not being able to speak to her normally was the sharpest kind of pain.
 
There were days when he would catch a glimpse of her in the kitchen, or see her walking down the hallway.
 
Her profile, the curve of her neck, the way the sunlight hit her hair just right, and each time, it would hurt, a deep, silent ache.
 
She was still there, still beautiful, still everything he had ever loved about her. But she wasn’t his anymore. She hadn’t been for a long time.
 
The silence they shared was more of a chasm now than an absence.
 
Every word he’d said over the past two weeks, his apologies, his attempts to bridge the gap, had fallen on deaf ears.

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