I used to spend hours gazing at her face as she slept. When awake, we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. I would not say what we had was “love,” it was more of an obsession. Everyday after work, we would go on these long walks. On these walks, she would tell me everything about her day. At times she would look into my eyes and tell me that I am a good listener. I guess I was a good listener.
Then, last month, I began to notice some strange happenings. One day, she came home reeking of this cologne; the kind that she didn't own. Frankly, I didn't think much of it at the time. Neither did I think much of the long "business" phone calls. What really began to bother me was that now she wouldn't come home till late into the night. And she wont tell me where she was. She would just stare at me as if it was none of my business. Some days, she would come in so late, she wont even cook dinner. We would eat the Chinese food she picked up on her way home.
Then one day, I overheard her talking on the phone with this mystery person. This "someone" was coming over to our house!
Before she left to bring him home, she turned to me and said, "I am going to bring over a friend, is it fine with you?"
I just stared at her. With a look of guilt on her face, she turned around and walked out of the house.
Inside, I was heartbroken. And I was shaking all over with anger. But I waited for her to bring this "friend" over.
After about half an hour, I heard her car pull in the parking space. Then I heard footsteps approaching the door.
As the door opened, I saw this young man. He was holding her hand. A sense of betrayal swept over me.
I jumped right at him and pinned him to the ground.
"Down boy! Down!" she shouted, but I didn't stop. He scampered and ran out into the parking lot. I was about to chase him but she pulled me back by my collar.
"I dont think your dog likes me" he said coming back. Laughing.
"Its okay. I will just let him out for sometime."
Once he was in, she forced me out and locked the door. I sat on the ground staring at the door. A sense of betrayal swept over me.
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Created by Manu Prabhakaran and Rejo John.
Then, last month, I began to notice some strange happenings. One day, she came home reeking of this cologne; the kind that she didn't own. Frankly, I didn't think much of it at the time. Neither did I think much of the long "business" phone calls. What really began to bother me was that now she wouldn't come home till late into the night. And she wont tell me where she was. She would just stare at me as if it was none of my business. Some days, she would come in so late, she wont even cook dinner. We would eat the Chinese food she picked up on her way home.
Then one day, I overheard her talking on the phone with this mystery person. This "someone" was coming over to our house!
Before she left to bring him home, she turned to me and said, "I am going to bring over a friend, is it fine with you?"
I just stared at her. With a look of guilt on her face, she turned around and walked out of the house.
Inside, I was heartbroken. And I was shaking all over with anger. But I waited for her to bring this "friend" over.
After about half an hour, I heard her car pull in the parking space. Then I heard footsteps approaching the door.
As the door opened, I saw this young man. He was holding her hand. A sense of betrayal swept over me.
I jumped right at him and pinned him to the ground.
"Down boy! Down!" she shouted, but I didn't stop. He scampered and ran out into the parking lot. I was about to chase him but she pulled me back by my collar.
"I dont think your dog likes me" he said coming back. Laughing.
"Its okay. I will just let him out for sometime."
Once he was in, she forced me out and locked the door. I sat on the ground staring at the door. A sense of betrayal swept over me.
***
Created by Manu Prabhakaran and Rejo John.
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