Sugar-Part 22

by | Jan 25, 2014 | Uncategorized | 22 comments

Started at: If only she could understand this-Part 1

Contd from: Am I very late?-Part 21

“If you chicken out now, I will tell your husband about us. I have invested too much in you,” he threatened one fine morning.


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Invested? It was a rather harsh word to use for love. No? But then perhaps it was his anger speaking.

Rajlakshmi was feeling heavy inside. One month later it would be his sixteenth death anniversary. And that just made her weird. Her daughter would begin to start her cyclic mood swings. Her husband more cranky. And she?

Invested. Yes that is how they had started to see each other. Five years and one daughter is a good deal of investment. No?

Did he pay all of it back by his death? She wondered.

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 She almost stumbled back home. Her eyes were dreary. Her lips dry. She had walked all the way back from college. Not bothered to board a bus or a rickshaw or anything.
“Sugar,” he had said those words unwittingly. But what did he know what they did to her.
“You are to call me daddy, sugar. Always,” he would speak through gritted teeth at times.

Even at five she could feel the fear his eyes subjugated her to. There was less love and more menace in them. He wanted to complete something, they always looked on a mission. Hungry. Insatiable.
“He loves you, honey. More than anyone else ever has,” her mother would allay her apprehensions. Building pictures of a better future and love, together as a family.
Devyani would only shake her head. Clutching the doll tighter.
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She ran off. Just like that. He was walking on the side path, following the man who he despised utterly. She ran off. He kept saying these words in his head. He wanted to understand why or what would he explain to the family. Where had his wife and kid gone? 

Perhaps this man could provide some answers. He quickened his pace, realising that the gap between him and the man had increased.

He could hear voices ahead. They led him through the jungle. Who was he speaking to? And why was there this sense of urgency in him? Like he was on a path to mission?

Slowly there was no sound of footsteps to lead him. Not even voices. Somewhere he had taken a wrong turn.

And suddenly the sound of a heated argument. The voices returned, this time loud and audible.

“I told you there is no looking back now. You did not listen to me. Did you?” the man was clearly not in a good mood.

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Rajlakshmi had started to have her doubts. Long before her daughter had started complaining. Perhaps the charm had worn off or the reality of running away dawned on. Whatever it was the silver lining was fast evaporating.

“I think we need to take some time before we pull this through,” she finally voiced her concerns one day.

“Why my love,” he suddenly inched closer and squeezed her hand.

She looked down at the entangled hands. Strange she didn’t feel a thing.

“It is all not sounding right to me anymore. You know Saraswat has done a lot for me. I always complain never speak about the good sides of my marriage,” she whispered.

He looked on, somewhere far. His face giving nothing away.

“You will regret this. There will be consequences. I gave you my life’s best five years. There is now looking back now,” he jeered, jerking his hand off.

contd. at He has returned-Part 23

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And this time again, I am taking part in the thirty day writing challenge UBC. I have completed the challenge successfully twice before. Once in July and another time in October. Both these times I wrote a thirty-part running story and even released them as novellas. You can download them from The Other Side of Human love and The Unsent Life.

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22 Comments

  1. tulika singh
    tulika singh on January 25, 2014 at 6:57 pm

    OMG he’s turning out to be such a cad!!! Am off now to bed. Was waiting for your post.

    Reply
    • Richa Singh
      Richa Singh on January 26, 2014 at 7:39 am

      haha thank you so much πŸ™‚ it is support from you people which makes me continue each day πŸ™‚

      Reply
  2. Nabanita
    Nabanita on January 25, 2014 at 7:10 pm

    Woman you are going to bring in a big twist here, aren’t you ?

    Can’t wait to read the rest !

    Reply
  3. Laurel Regan
    Laurel Regan on January 25, 2014 at 7:12 pm

    Love this – very well written! Thank you for sharing!

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    • Richa Singh
      Richa Singh on January 26, 2014 at 7:45 am

      Thanks a lot Laurel for reading πŸ™‚

      Reply
  4. myriadrainbowhues
    myriadrainbowhues on January 25, 2014 at 7:37 pm

    Please do make it ghastly! Why do I smell some dirty history is going t be dug here! Making me scared now…for Rajlakshmi & Devyani too πŸ™

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    • Richa Singh
      Richa Singh on January 26, 2014 at 7:45 am

      Well something is going to be dug out for sure…

      Reply
  6. Aditi
    Aditi on January 25, 2014 at 9:06 pm

    OMG! Seems all three had the motive! Richa what are you doing to me? Please post the next part like RIGHT NOW!

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    • Richa Singh
      Richa Singh on January 26, 2014 at 7:48 am

      Hahaha I like what you said Aditi… all three have a motive… interesting..

      Reply
  7. Suzy
    Suzy on January 25, 2014 at 11:07 pm

    He doesn’t sound like a nice guy at all – hmmm interesting little twists and turns.

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    • Richa Singh
      Richa Singh on January 26, 2014 at 7:49 am

      I am glad you like the twists πŸ™‚

      Reply
  8. Kathy Combs
    Kathy Combs on January 26, 2014 at 1:14 am

    That man is so sinister!! He is not nice and has evil running through his veins!!! This story surely keeps one guessing!! ♥

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    • Richa Singh
      Richa Singh on January 26, 2014 at 7:50 am

      Yes he is no nice… evil? Perhaps.

      Reply
    • Richa Singh
      Richa Singh on January 26, 2014 at 7:53 am

      Thanks a lot Carol πŸ™‚ yes very glad we connected πŸ™‚

      Reply
  10. Seeta
    Seeta on January 27, 2014 at 6:26 am

    So R killed him? and D has been scarred for life?? πŸ™

    Reply
  11. Shilpa Garg
    Shilpa Garg on January 28, 2014 at 7:12 am

    God!! Looks like this man has some hidden agenda!

    Reply

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