《Mr and Mrs Shekhawat》PART 1
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Morning arose.
Sanyukta has a habit of getting up early in morning.
She freshen up and came to kitchen. She searched for ingredients for preparing tea.
She found it and prepared tea for her and Randhir.
Its Monday morning.
Randhir is resuming office from today after a break of 10 days for wedding.
At 6:30AM she went to wake up Randhir.
"Randhir...uthaye..." She tapped his shoulders.
He sensed it and slowly opened his eyes.
"Good Morning..." She wished him
"Good Morning..." He woke up and sat straight on bed
"Brush kar lijiye...humne chai banai hai" She said.
He nodded.
Randhir joined her on table in few minutes.
She served him tea.
He eyes the cup and then looked at her.
"Have it..." She requested him
"Hmmm..." He smiled and started siping tea
"Is it good?" She asked him
"Hmmm Haa...very good" He replied
"Okay...I will freshen up now" "Otherwise will get late for office" He said.
He went to their bedroom while Sanyukta started preparing breakfast.
She boiled potatoes and pilled them off for making aloo parantha.
In no time...she prepared aloo paranthe for breakfast.
Sanyukta received a call from her mother in law Renuka.
"Hello Mummyji...How are you and everyone?" Sanyukta asked over the phone
"We are very fine Sanyukta...just missing you both" "I hope we could have spend more time together" "But anyway...Randhir's work is important too" "So howz its going?" "Settle hogaye tum dono?" Renuka asked
"Ho rahe hai settle dhere dhere" "Humne aaj chai banai aur aabhi aloo ke paranthe bana rahe hai Randhir ke liye" She said
"Chai?" Renuka laughed
"What happened Mummyji?" Sanyukta asked confusingly
"Nothing beta...did Randhir had tea today" Renuka asked
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"Yes..." Sanyukta said
"Very good" "Good progress" Renuka chuckled
"Mummyji...I am not able to understand" She said
"Sanyukta...Randhir hates tea." "He always have a cup of green tea in morning and then a cup of coffee in evening" Renuka told her.
Sanyukta bite her tongue knowing the new information about Randhir.
"Aacha...hume nahi pata tha...par aage se yaad rakhenge" Sanyukta assured her
"No problem hai...It happens" "Chalo...you must be getting late" "Will talk to you later" Renuka said
"Ji Mummyji..." Sanyukta said and they disconnected the call.
Randhir got ready.
Sanyukta came to their room.
She folded the duvets properly and undo the curtains.
Rays of sunlight entered the room with fresh air.
Randhir was watching her from corner of her eyes.
She was finding it difficult to carry the huge suitcase.
Randhir rushed to her help.
He lifted the bag and placed it on bed.
"Thanks" She chirped.
He smiled
"Welcome..." He replied.
She collected her clothes and dashed inside washroom to take bath.
Randhir packed his office bag with all essentials like laptop,chargers,some files.
Randhir came to kitchen.
He found a water bottle and a packed lunch box ready.
Sanyukta came to kitchen.
She wore a simple salwaar kameez but looked very beautiful in it.
Her hair were wet.
A pinch of vermillion and mangalsutra.
Combination of red and white bangles(choora) covering her hands.
Randhir adore his wife for some minutes.
"Randhir..." She called him.
She looked beautiful like a fresh flower.
Her face was glowing.
The newly wedded bride's glow.
Randhir couldn't move his eyes from her.
"Randhir..." She broke his trance.
"Breakfast is ready" "Come..." She said
"Hmmm...." He followed her to dinning table.
"Aloo Paranthe" He jumped in happiness eyeing delicious food in front of him.
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"I hope you LIKE THEM" "unlike...tea" She said.
He looked at her.
"Hume nahi pata tha...aapko chai nahi pasand" "Kalse aapke liye green tea bana denge" She said in her soft voice
"Its okkay..." "Tumne banayi thi toh pee li" He smiled.
They both had breakfast together.
"Your lunch box" She handed him the tiffin box
"There is no need to do all this" He said
"Of course there is..." "Aap roz bahar ka khayenge kya" She asked him
"Pehle bhi bahar se hi khata tha" He said
"Pehli ki baat aur thi...aab hum aagaye hai na"
"Roz aapke liye lunch bana denge" "Roz bahar ka khana aacha nahi" She said.
He felt good seeing her care for him.
"Aaj toh I have made aloo ki sabzi and rotis" "I hope its fine" "ghar main aur koi sabzi nahi hai" "You like it" "I'll buy some vegetables today" She said
"Its okay.." He said.
It was 8AM.
Time for Randhir to leave.
Randhir travel by his bike.
It takes him an hour to reach his office.
Randhir wore his socks and shoes.
"Chalo Sanyukta...I am leaving" "You take care" "Darwaza mat kholna please" "Pehle check karna kon hai" "I'll call you in afternoon" "Take rest" He said clubbing her left cheek with his palm.
She nodded.
"Take care..." "Dyaan se jaiye" She said
"Yeah..." He said and left for office.
TBC
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