Original Writer: Sampada Mhalagi-Adkar
Translator: Vega
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Manasi....Darling, are you done? I'm getting late." Milind repeated his every morning chatter.
"Yes honey. I am just packing our tiffins." Manasi replied her part of set conversation. They were newly married, just two months before.
Milind and Manasi, both worked in the field of Information Technology. They were one of those IT park lovebirds. Both were handsome and intelligent, perfect for each other. They got married, after their families agreed. Marraige was made hastily as Milind's father had sustained a heart attach, five months before. "Manasi dear, lets go. We might miss the bus." Milind called from the door.
Milind's father had gone to Nashik to visit his daughter. He was a retired man. When he was home, he got entertained by daily morning chatters of his son and daughter-in-law. He remembered his young days. After death of Milind's mother when he was 13, his father and elder sister had brought him up. They never let Milind feel absence of his mother.
Milind and Manasi lived with Milind's father, in his old banglow. The family was a tenant of that bunglow. Milind's father was anticipating that someday owner would construct a building in the place of that house and he would get his own house in it. But he also suggested Milind to buy his own apartment elsewhere. Milind had thought about it and postponed the idea. He had spent a big deal of money for his father's bypass operation. Also he had to keep some money ready if house owner decided to construct a building. Manasi also had agreed to him.
***
Late that evening, Milind and Manasi returned home from a party. After a long time, Milind had taken his bike out. He liked ridding his bike very much. He didn't get many chances of ridding it though. Manasi loathed bikes as she was afraid of accidents. They commuted in office bus.
It was a nice and perfect evening. Just Manasi and me, Milind thought. They knew each other eight months before their marraige but they had hardly got their time together after marraige. This was a good chance for romance. Milind was in a perfect mood. Lying on bed, he was waiting for Manasi. After finishing her kitchen-work, she came into bedroom.
"Milind, how did you like Anand and Sandhya?"- Manasi
"They are good......a nice couple."
"Sandy is my very old friend." Manasi said, caressing Milind's head with her soft hands.
"...."
"Are you listening to me?" She asked. "Isn't their car nice?"
"hmmmm.....Very nice."
"Hey, when do we buy a car?"-Manasi.
"hmmmm..."-Milind sighed.
"Milind............Answer me. Lets buy a car at least, if not house."
"Sure, tomorrow". He pulled her towards him.
"Yeah, I know. There will never be a tomorrow. You are just.........ummm........." His lips were locked on hers.
***
"Milind, Sandy had brought her car to office. She got her license. She even gave me a ride. We drove to a nearby lake. It felt wonderful sitting in a car."
Milind showed no expression on his face.
"Are you even listeing to me?" - Manasi
"Yups baby" Milind continued his work of checking bank statements.
"And you know........her car has a moonroof."
"Has it?.........That's great", was the reply from Milind.
"We will also have a moonroof fitted to our car. It costs a little extra, but it is worth it. and I think we can afford it."
"Sure"
"So when do we buy a car?" Manasi had no intension of diverting from subject.
"We will buy a car"- Milind
"When?" Manasi came near the table where Milind was seated. She seemed eager. Milind had no choice but to look at her.
"Sure we will buy a car honey. What's the hurry? I mean we have a bike and we commute in office bus."
"Whatever.....Lets buy a car at least, if not a house." Manasi repeated her agenda. She had never forced Milind about buying a house. She knew that Milind was brought up in this house and he liked staying there very much. He cherished his childhood memories with his mother in the house. She never forced him for their new house and Milind was also very much aware of it. But now she seemed to have taken car thing seriously. I have to tackle this issue delicately, Milind thought.
"Listen Manasi" Milind said, a serious note in his voice. "We just have had dad's bypass operation done. It did cost us a good fortune. Besides we have to repay my education loan. Also, we have spent some money on our marraige".
Manasi listened, discouraged.
"We have to put some money aside. The house owner can start construction any time. We ought to be ready with the money. Buying a car on loan doesn't seem a good option to me. We aleady have our EMIs. Let us just wait for few more months. We will buy a car, honey."-Milind.
"But why don't we use money from my bank account?"
"Darling, it has some of your own money that you have earned before our marraige."
"So what?"
"I can't take that money. and we have decided to keep the remaining amout for emergency, haven't we?" Milind tried to sooth her without offending her.
"But now I am telling you to use the money, what's the problem in it?" Manasi sounded frustrated.
"You don't seem to understand Darling"
"Then explain me, please."
"Sure....when you have calmed down yourself." Milind returned to what he was doing. Manasi walked off into kitchen, angrily. That day went by with tension filled in the air.
For the next two days, Manasi remained withdrawn and Milind tried to convince her. It's such a good time when only we two are in the house. Baba will return after some days. When we must utilize this golden chance, why is Manasi not cooperating? Milind thought. I must do something to convience her. But what?
Manasi also suffered a dilemma. Baba will return in couple of days. Should I drop my anger now? She thought.
***
Next day, Manasi was to return late from office. Her project was due for release. Milind returned home at his usual time. Though things went smoothly, and they talked to each other, there was still some awkwardness in the house. Manasi still carried the idea of buying a car in her mind.
What do I do to dissuade her from her idea? How do I soothe her anger? Baba might return soon. Milind thought, looking at the calender on the wall.
"Yes" He said loudly to himself as though he discovered something. "Everything is just perfect."
Twenty minutes later, he was ridding his bike toward nearby bus stop.
Milind had gone to pick up Manasi from bus stop. She was late for home today, tired.
"My Mama called on my cellphone. She asked me to worship moon today. I think it's Kojagiri today. I didn't know it and I haven't made any preparation" Manasi said as she threw her purse on bed. "Not even Masala milk.........idiot me!"
"Oh, is it Kojagiri today? Great." - Milind sounded casual. Manasi walked into kitchen.
"Who did this?............you?" Manasi said excitedly as she saw masala milk.
"Yes Ma'm. Not covered, because it's still hot."
"You knew that it was kojagiri today?" There was a complete disbelief in her voice.
"I saw it in calender after I returned from office." - Milind clarified. "Now see what's in that pot." It had a dry bhel in it. Manasi was really touched. Ekdam Sahi, she thought.
"You did all this? You are such a great husband!. Ekdam solid", she said.
"Yes, indeed, I am" He said, a mischiveous smile on his face. "You make other arrangements and come onto terrace. I am going ahead."
"Why terrace? Moon can be seen from window also."
"Dear, are you gonna see a kojagiri moon from a small window? It's an insult to moon." He winked. "Follow me. I am taking milk and bhel with me."
Ten minutes later, Manasi walked onto terrace, dressed in a Panjabi style, carrying pujasahitya in a plate. She looked very beautiful in moonlight.
"Wow, you did all this?" She exclaimed as she looked around the terrace. Milind had turned the terrace into a beautiful place. It was cleaned, sprinked with water. There was a carpet at the center of terrace. Manasi couldn't believe her eyes.
"Yes, my moon was to return home late and tired! Don't I have to comfort her?"-Milind.
She blushed, her beautiful face turning red. God, she looks terrific, Milind thought.
They prayed as they worshiped moon. Then they sat on the carpet with glass of milk in their hands. It was a kojagiri full moon night. The sky was decorated with starts and moon seemed their decorator. The cold breeze carried a scent with it. All in all it was a romantic night. Milind and Manasi sat there drinking in the beauty of nature.
"Manasi, you wanted a moonroof, didn't you? Now, where we are sitting is a moonroof, isn't it? A moonroof without roof and boundry to it. An infinite moonroof. Liked it?"
"Milind, you are great. Thanks dear. I love you"-Manasi leaned on his chest.
"Well, I am no great. Someday we will surely buy a car, fitted with a moonroof. As you liked. But are we not to see moon till then?"-Milind.
"hmmmm............." She looked into his eyes.
"and you know what Manasi, this is our honeymoon phase. Now that I gave you a moon, I deserve my honey." He said as his lips reached for hers.
"Sure, you do" She blushed, pushed him away and ran toward the staircase. "Come, get your honey" she winked as she saw Milind running after her.
-End
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