Author: writerbyheart01
Published: 09/11/24
"Collection of Memories" captures the diverse palette of life—sweet moments that bring joy, tangy encounters that add excitement, and salty experiences that bring depth. Yet, even the most delightful blend can be overshadowed by a hint of bitterness, lingering longer than any other taste. What unfolds when bitterness seeps into a relationship, erasing the sweetness and eclipsing every other emotion? In this tale, love and hate are not just opposites but entwined forces battling for control. When both are added to the fragile balance of a relationship, which will prevail, and what memories will be left standing? Explore a journey where passion and resentment collide, revealing the raw essence of human connection. Will love’s warmth triumph, or will hate’s shadow cast over everything, leaving only a lingering aftertaste?
"How was your first day bhabhi?" Neha asked and Sara smiled proudly
"It was great, thanks you so much for what you have done for me" Sara replied while inserting key in keyhole and Neha passed a genuine smile. A week ago Sara came across a job article in newspaper, and since she was new in that city Neha helped her in every possible way. And finally Sara got that job on the base of her abilities.
"Come on bhabhi.. Its okay, but if you're still want to thank me then you can cook biryani for me." Neha said in her chirpy voice making Sara laugh but she nodded.
"Done, tonight you'll get biryani" Saying that Sara entered in the home and throw herself on couch, she was tired but happy too. Changing herself in a baggy pajama and T-shirt she started cleaning home and preparing for evening snacks as well as dinner. She didn't realise when time run so fast and doorbell was rang.
"Lo ji Aa gaya Bandar" she rolled her eyes but open the door and the Bandar (monkey) entered in with a tired expression
"Pani to de diya kar" Sitting on couch he said with disappointment and Sara glare him, but instead of arguing she place a bottle and empty glass in front of him.
(At least give me a glass of water)
"Subah kaha gayi thi aur wapas kab ayi?" He asked after drinking water, Sara was sitting in front of him reading a book and making notes, she listen what Adnaan said but chose to ignore.
(Where you have gone in the morning and when did you come back?)
"Sara I'm asking something" He emphasise after placing the entry glass on glass table with a thud
"Ohh.. Janab Aap mujhse mukhatib hain?" Sara asked with a smirk but stood up and moved towards kitchen, Adnaan also follow her.
(oh, so mister is talking to me?)
"Sara you know it well that I'm asking to you only!" He said with rage after placing his both hands on kitchen counter "Where were you?" He added.
"Its non of your business" She replied and wave her hand on the pan to feel the temperature of oil.
"You're my wife and its my business to know where do you go and when you come back" Gritting his teeth he asked with rage, though he wasn't shouting but his blood was boiling in anger.
"Excuse me!" Sara gave him a questioning look and shift the pan of hot oil on other burner. "I know unfortunately I'm your wife but it doesn't mean that I'll give my each and every detail to you." Saying that Sara picked the bread rolls from plate and slowly put them in oil.
"I'm not asking about every single detail but at least..." She didn't let him complete his sentence.
"It's my personal choice whether I wanna share anything with you or not!" Sara replied in her confident as well as loud voice and Adnaan glare her as so she did.
"But let me clear one thing for your kind information, I'm not having any extra material affair with my colleague so you don't have to worry about that." Glaring him back she said in hushed tone while gritting her teeth but Adnaan's expressions were changed, his face lost its color.
"W.. Wh.. What do you mean?" He stammered and his forehead was suddenly covered with droplets of sweat.
"What is difficult to understand in this? Am I speaking in Persian?" Sara asked and while making her brows furrowed and Adnaan tried to glare her but his pondering heart doesn't allow him to be confident. He was trying to understand how deal with this matter when the doorbell was rang and he went to open the door.
"khala aap (you) ...." Adnaan said trying to be normal but he was not, but the old woman smiled with a nod
"Adnaan bhai I'm also here.. Can't you see me?" Neha asked with fake anger and Adnaan smiled while giving way to both of them to enter in.
"Beta sab kheriyat hai na? Pareshan lag rahe ho!" The old lady asked lovingly, though she was only a neighbour but for Adnaan he was like his aunty.
(Son is all good, isn't it? You're looking anxious!)
"No khala, everything is fine" Adnaan fake a smile, and Neha passed a teasing smile, in the time being Sara also came out from kitchen with snacks.
"Wow! Bread rolls. I think we're here at correct time" Neha said happily and Sara smiled. She made tea for four of them and Neha passed a box of chocolate to Sara and Adnaan.
"Why these chocolates?" Adnaan asked with confusion
"You've selected for best employment of the year and Sara got job, so these are in the form of some sweet wishes from us" The old lady said with a smile and both husband wife looked at each other, they were getting to know about one another's like from neighbours.
"Thanks khala, now I won't let you go without having dinner." Sara said happily but she felt bad that her husband doesn't share his anything with her as so Adnaan felt.
Neighbours had their dinner with Sara and Adnaan, and as usually dinner was very tasty, everyone prised Sara's cooking.
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Next Morning
Sara was serving breakfast and Adnaan was getting ready for office but his heart was asking only one question.
'Does Sara get to know everything?'
Ans that question was enough to made him restless.
"Where you have get job?" He asked and Sara looked towards him but again started placing dishes on table, he felt angry but tension was more.
"This weekend, there is an official party and you've to attend that with me, so be prepared" Adnaan said and Sara turned towards him. "I'm nominated for best employee of the year, and there are are many chances that I'll get that award" He added and Sara shrugged
"Great! Congratulations but I don't want to go" Saying that Sara again started her breakfast with the intention to ignore him.
"As you wish." Saying that Adnaan started having breakfast as he understood that Sara doesn't know anything otherwise she wouldn't let him go to party alone.
Sara hurriedly stuffing her mouth with toast and suddenly choked on that.
"Aaraam se khaa le" Adnaan scolded but placed the glass of juice in front of her, she silently took a sip from that and looked at her husband, but they both glare each other.
(Eat Slowly)
"Where are you doing job?" He asked and Sara ignored
"Sara I'm asking something" He stressed on his words but Sara stood up from there shrugging her handbag but her wrist was catched by Adnaan
"This is a new place for you, at least inform me in which area you're working, or where do you go? How do you manage to go.." He asked a responsible question and Sara sat down on next chair.
"I'm doing job in St. John's college as IT and computer science teacher." Sara replied without looking towards him but somehow managed to free hand.
"Teaching?" He asked with shocked expression and she nodded.
"Idiot, duffer After doing MCA, you're doing teaching. If you wanted to do Job then why you didn't tell me? You can work in any IT field, with a good salary package, how much will you get in teaching field? Maximum 30k that too after getting permanent job" Adnaan told and Sara smiled
"My Salary is more than your expectation and secondly I am satisfied with what I already am doing." Saying that she stood up and Adnaan sighed as he knew arguing with Sara wasn't a good option.
"One more thing" She stopped before going towards the door and Adnaan looked up
"Har wo ladki Jiski hobby cooking aur knitting hoti hai, wo apne husband par burden nahi hoti. Apni Mansi ko Bata dena" Saying that she left the home very next moment and Adnaan smack her forehead.
(Every girl who has hobby cooking and knitting is not a burden on her husband. Tell this to your Mansi)
"Why they both are behaving like co-wives? I'm not interested in any of them" He muttered in defeated tone.
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"Never trust your husband!" The old woman said with a hint of anger mixed with wiseness.
"But Mummy he is not a cheater" she defend her husband.
"How can't you say this with surety? Never trust Man, I'm again warning you. Keep an eye on your husband. Check his mobile, keep his report where does he go and with whom.. It shouldn't be like this, that you leave him alone to go everywhere and he started Betraying you. Keep him in your hold" The old lady delivered another lesson.
"Madam Ameerpet aa gya.. Aapka ticket yahi tak ka hai" The conductor of bus wave his hand in front of Sara and she suddenly nodded while shifting her attention from the mother daughter duo sitting next to her towards the man who was telling that.
(Madam we've arrived at Ameerpet.. your ticket is valid only till here)
"Thank you, bhaiya" Thanking her she went down from bus but the conversation of that mother daughter was knocking her head.
"Adnaan already doesn't love me moreover he always stay with Mansi and.. I told him to attend party without me!" She mumbled while stepping towards in the gate of society.
"Sara madam, aapka parcel aaya tha. Aapke ke ghar pr koi nahi hota to mene receive kar liya tha" Watchman said while passing a box wrapped in brown paper.
(Sara Madam, This is your parcel. I received it as no one was at your home)
"Thanks" holding that box she said and that was Adnaan's parcel. Thinking about same conversation she listened in bus she was went to her appointment and got busy in her domestic chores.
"Why I'm thinking about that Bandar?" she scolded herself but that scolding wasn't enough to control her heart who was madly in love Adnaan without even knowing.
"Idea" Suddenly she use her not so cruel mind to generate most cruel idea of her life
"I won't let him go in that party, I'll burn his shirt with iron and at the end time I'll throw something on him. Or I'll do anything to stop him" She mumbled with an evil smirk as if she was dangerous woman of this world but she smack her forehead.
"He may get award that day... Its impossible to stop him to go" She mumbled.
"I shouldn't refuse to go with him, now neither he'll ask nor I can hurt my self respect by saying to join him" She made a cry face.
"Saraaaaa... Do something... Plan something.." She mumbled and door bell rang at same time, she open the door and Adnaan entered in.
"Who dropped you?" Sara enquired and He furrowed
"Avinash... Why are you asking?" He asked rudely.
"There is a parcel for you" She said and he nodded, without bothering to even drink water he unwrapped the box and a smile captured his lips.
There was a small photo frame in which Adnaan was standing with his old friend of college, there was another hand written letter with few best wishes and a wedding invitation. Adnaan smiled more and took out his mobile to call his friend, but he didn't call in front of Sara. He stepped out from apartment while dialling number.
"Who is this friend with whom he can't talk in front of me?" She mumbled and picked the photo frame.
Adnaan was standing beside a beautiful girl. "Is he talking to this girl? Was she his girlfriend in college time?" A jealous wife was becoming deactivate but Adnaan came back with a smile and Sara suddenly placed the photo frame back
"Go and take shower, I'm making coffee" she said rudely and Adnaan glare him before going to his bedroom while mumbling "Jangli Billi Pagal ho gayi!"
(Wild cat have gone crazy!)
When Adnaan went to bathroom Sara slowly pick his mobile to check call logs but the mobile was locked, she entered many random passwords but unfortunately no one worked, even due to entering wrong password many times his mobile was locked and asking to log in again. Sara's eyes became wide and she ran to kitchen after placing back the mobile on bed.
"What the hell I'm doing?" she cursed herself after chewing her cheek.
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Party
🎉 🎉
😁😁😁
Excited??
But let me tell you a secret
🤫🤫🤫🤫🤫
In this story
Party🎊 = Dhamaka 🤯
_Naaz Jamal