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Love Should Win

By Maliny Mohan

'Won’t you ever get it Rhea? Time and again I reiterate, only to watch you repeat the same mistake every time you walk down the aisle. This is the last time I am going to correct you. Keep the product on your right hand and wave the left hand so that the gesture highlights the product. Clear ?' The ad director shouted at her, thrashing the script on the table.  She nodded slightly, trying hard to suppress the tears welling up in her eyes. 

Photo credit - Chinmay
This was her dream. Something she cherished since time immemorial. Something for which she has been toiling day in and day out, one step at a time towards the goal, nurturing the dream on the way. But right now, she feared her castle, so diligently constructed, with every ounce of her energy and determination, would tumble down then and there.

She hadn’t been feeling well the whole week. And she knew the reason better than anyone. She hadn’t been eating well. There had been episodes of giddiness every morning. But her workaholic mind wasn’t ready to succumb come what may. And she was perfectly sure that this was going to stay with her for more days to come. She prayed hard to keep moving on. One stumble and she would invite wrath upon her. 

There has been something else bogging her down. A decision which demanded pondering. Lots and lots of it.

But now, the vague veneer of doubt seemed to have been erased. Right that moment, she wasn’t torn between the right and wrong; rather the desire to make it big burned brightly inside her.

Finishing the shoot, she rushed back to her office and fumbled with the pieces of paper lying all over her table. Her fingers caught on a yellow piece of paper with freckled edges. She dialed a number scribbled across that paper and fiddled with the paper weight on her table when a voice at the other end answered. 

Yes ma’am how can I help you? '

Can i fix an appointment with Dr. Priyanka? '

Later that evening, she was painting her nails when the doorbell rang. She hurried to open the door, to let her husband in. He hugged her tight the moment she loosened the latch, taking her by surprise. 'Hey what’s up today? Brewing with love, huh!' she winked.

Oh well baby, I am. But not for you, rather for my latest darling'. She mimicked a scorn when he kissed and lightly caressed her tummy. 'How is my little baby girl huh? Is she causing you trouble.' He teased her. He always did. 

He knew how to bring that smile back on her face, lifting her up from any wretch mood she would slip into. She loved him for that. She wondered why she had hesitated when the idea of marriage was placed before her by her parents. God! It was wonderful. May be she was a tad bit more blessed to have landed with someone as wonderful as him.

Arjun, i need to tell you something. It’s very important .'

Rhea before that I need to tell you something too. Rather I need to give you something. Here look at this.'

Her gaze fell on a fluffy red bundle on his hands, which he was holding with so much care. On his other hand he was holding a knitting needle. 

'This is for you. Now don’t call me silly and don’t you dare call me filmy.' He grinned. 'Remember our first day out to the beach and you saw a lady knitting a woolen dress, while her husband was watching intently at the glow on his wife's face, a glow which only the excitement of a soon to be mother can construe. I need you to take this. I know how much you look forward to being a mother. We will, together, prepare for our little baby's arrival. I love you. More than anything.'

A tear drop rolled down her cheek. He caressed it away with a kiss, holding her close with a hug. 

'Hey what is it that you needed to tell me baby?'

'It’s nothing. Something at work. I forgot. Let me go get your dinner ok. Go take your shower :)'

She grabbed her phone and quietly moved to a corner of the kitchen, dialing a number in between.

'Yes, you have reached Dr. Priyanka's clinic. What may I do for you?'

'I had called up today morning. Rhea. I would like to cancel the appointment I had fixed with you earlier. Ok?'

'Oh congrats, so you have decided to keep the baby?'

'Yes, I have.'

About the author: I am Maliny - a doctor by profession, a writer, dancer, and a music/ movie / adrenaline junkie by passion. I maintain a blog which goes by


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