'What the hell is going on between my
husband and that bitch?' Maya's patience was at its lowest ebb and she was
ready to burst.
Sanjay knew that she was serious. 'Look, Maya. There is nothing going on between the two of them. Just over-possessiveness or Insecurity, I'd say.'
'Possessiveness? Or Insecurity? Really Sanjay . . .' she rolled her eyes in disgust. 'That's what you men call it? There is nothing healthy about insecurity or possessiveness, Sanjay, not for a married man.
Insecurity or Possessiveness over a married man by a friend has no meaning.' She got up from her seat and walked around the room gesticulating and muttering something to herself. Suddenly she stopped, kept quiet, waited for Sanjay to speak. When she dint get any response from him, she asked, 'Did my husband have feelings for her or did she have feelings for him? You are his friend. Did he ever tell you anything about it?'
Sanjay tried to pacify Maya saying
that they were colleagues and good friends. Nothing more than that. Yet she
felt that something was amiss. Can a friend have as much hold on a person that
he fails to give time or value the bond shared between husband and wife?
After disconnecting the call, she
stood there with tears streaming down her face in the darkness.
Later as she lay on her bed,
contemplating on the day's events and what led to the argument, her thoughts
drifted back to the day Manav had first mentioned about 'her' saying she is a
good friend who stood through his thick and thin. Being born and brought up in
a City and a broad minded person, she had accepted the 'friendship' which she
failed to realise could be something more.
All that started was a message from
'her' asking her to scold Manav for eating her share of the snack which led to
another message sometime later saying she could have her husband to herself and
would not come in Maya's way. After a while, Manav had given her a call asking
her to apologise to 'her' which had led to heated argument that he was even
ready to divorce Maya if she failed to do as instructed. This had forced Maya
to call Sanjay and seek his opinion as he knew his friend better. Yet there were no answers to the innumerous questions that were floating in her mind
just like the stars over the head at times of confusion and uncertainty
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