“If alive to your spouse’s innate promiscuity, it’s practicable as well.’
“Maybe but it’s not for me.”
“Better I leave you to your own counsel,” he said getting up to leave.
“With either way leading me nowhere, how can you leave me stranded as is where?” she said holding him back.
“Am I forcing you to stay that way?” he said and moved towards the main door.
“Wait Sanjay,” she said aloud as he was about to open the door.
“What’s new?” he said turning around.
“Well Cupid has given me the clue,” she said pacing up to him.
“What is that?”
“Why not I become naughty and start an affair?”
“On the rebound, that is?
“So be it,” she said holding his hand.
“So, the stupid Cupid wants you to set rebounds in motion.”
“Not so if it’s with a single man,” she said caressing his hand.
“What are you aiming at?”
“Wonder why it never occurred to me to ask you why you didn’t marry any?”
“Neither did I complain about it, did I?”
“You are my good boy, aren’t you?” she said hugging him.
“Be a good girl and control yourself,” he said en-lacing her nevertheless.
“Did you ever fantasize it with me?” she crooned into his ears.
“Look Maya…” he began, and as if not wanting to hear anything to the contrary, tightening their embrace, she sealed his lips with hers.
Ravi Subramanian’s prompt [*] for “Write India Campaign of Times of India” 2015