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Shweta looked at the door of their bedroom which was partially open and tried to wake up Abhi, her husband, who was sleeping beside her on the left side of the bed. It was midnight and she had woken up because of a sound. She was startled because they were the only ones in their duplex house. She looked at Abhi and then at the door. It was dark inside the room and outside the bedroom as well so it was hard to see.
She was scared because the other day Mrs Sinha from around had told her about a burglary in a house in Sector 10, Faridabad. They had locked the family in one room while they looted the house.
Because of the lockdown her locality in Sector 9, Faridabad, looked like a ghost town all day so she woke up concerned after hearing the sound in her house. She was too scared to get off her bed. Suddenly she felt as if she missed a few heartbeats as the door moved and now it was half-open but she still couldn’t see anything outside as it was dark.
She tried to scream but the words were not coming out of her mouth. Though the AC was set on a moderate temperature she was sweating profusely and breathing heavily. She elbowed Abhi who simply was not in a mood to get up and turned to the other side to get comfy.
‘Wake up,’ she squeaked as she looked at the door in horror but Abhi didn’t move. She was breathing heavily and her eyes, wide open, hooked at the door. As her vision adjusted to the darkness her view of outside the room became clearer and she took a sigh of relief as there was no one outside. She again turns towards Abhi who was still sleeping.
‘Abhi must have left the door opened before we went to sleep,’ she thought to try to comfort self.
‘Some window must be open in the stairs and a gush of wind must have pushed the door open,’ she continued and this time almost mumbled in nervousness and smiled as she realised that she was talking to herself. She was barely able to smile. Due to fear her lips were trembling.
Shweta kept staring at the door for a while and then, gathering some courage, gets up and nervously walks towards the door. As she reaches the door she looks around and opens the door to peek outside into the lobby and quickly closes the door. She double marches back to the bed and takes a sigh of relief. She sits on the bed on her side and tries to relax to lower her breathing. Shweta then picks up the bottle placed on the table next to the bed and fills a glass of water; her hands were still shaking. Feeling much better after drinking some water she gets back in the bed with her eyes on the door and takes another sip of water and keeps the glass on the table. She looks at the door nervously for a while and then dozes off.
‘Wake up sleepy head,’ said Abhi as he tried to wake her up but she didn’t move. He kissed her on her cheek. Shweta felt the kiss, smiles with her eyes closed and stretches as if she was getting out of her beauty sleep. She opens her eyes looking lovingly at Abhi. As she gets back to her senses flashes from last night started playing in front of her eyes and she suddenly gets up startled looking at the door.
‘Easy there honey,’ said Abhi ashe passed a glass of water to her. Shweta took the glass of water with shaking hands and looked at the wall clock it was 10:30 AM.
Abhi hugged her, ‘bad dream?’ he asked. Shweta takes a few sips and controls her breathing.
‘I thought someone was there in the house last night,’ she said in a faint voice. She was still shaken and barely able to speak. She then narrated the full story and Abhi felt awkward.
‘You tried waking me up and I didn’t wake up, haan?’ Abhi asked scratching his head.
‘If something like this happens again just slap the big J out of me and wake me up, you don’t have to do this alone, ok?’ he said comforting Shweta who was now feeling much better.
‘I must have left the door unlocked when I got up to use the washroom last night,’ said Abhi.
Abhi hugged her tightly and gently kissed her.
‘Good morning!’ he said as Shweta kissed back hugging Abhi tightly.
‘You stay here and let me make the breakfast in bed for you,’ said Abhi as he got up and Shweta held his hand.
‘And, make a mess like you did the other day?’ she said smiling and pulled him back in the bed.
‘You stay here Mr Sharma and let me do the cooking,’ she said.
‘Don’t worry I won't make a mess today, you stay here,’ said Abhi as he jumps out of the bed. Shweta smiles as Abhi walks out of the bedroom.
Abhi’s parents were stuck in Australia where they had gone to meet Abhi’s younger sister. Due to the Novel Corona Virus crisis, all flights were cancelled and they were stuck there so, Abhi and Shweta were alone in the big house. Not that they were complaining because they were married only six months ago and the lockdown time was a boon for both. The first few months they were surrounded by relatives and friends almost every day so, they both were loving the time together because it gave them a chance to understand and connect well. Though Shweta felt uncomfortable living in the big house without other family members but Abhi ensured she didn’t feel uncomfortable. The bedroom was on the first floor and the kitchen and the living room was on the ground floor.
Shweta was quite weary and the incidence of last night had shaken her further so she was feeling restless alone in the bedroom. It had been 20 minutes since Abhi had gone down and Shweta was getting impatient so, she gets off the bed and walks out of the bedroom. She shakes her head seeing the lobby lights still not switched on by Abhi. She switches on the lights in the lobby and the stairs. She was still shaking from last night. She walked down the stairs slowly looking at the glass façade in the stairs.
‘This can’t be broken, its toughened glass,’ she mumbled while gently hitting the glass façade and comforting self about the safety of her house. She looks out of the façade towards the main gate which was securely locked. She smiles and walks down. The stairs led to the living room. She quietly sneaks behind Abhi who was busy in the kitchen.
‘BOO…,’ she tries to scare Abhi. Abhi startles and turns around smiling.
‘See, no mess,’ he said looking at Shweta.
‘Now you go ahead and make yourself comfortable at the dining table,’ he said. Shweta smiles and goes towards the dining table.
‘Grab the newspaper, will ya,’ said Abhi as Shweta changes her direction and walks towards the...
She was scared because the other day Mrs Sinha from around had told her about a burglary in a house in Sector 10, Faridabad. They had locked the family in one room while they looted the house.
Because of the lockdown her locality in Sector 9, Faridabad, looked like a ghost town all day so she woke up concerned after hearing the sound in her house. She was too scared to get off her bed. Suddenly she felt as if she missed a few heartbeats as the door moved and now it was half-open but she still couldn’t see anything outside as it was dark.
She tried to scream but the words were not coming out of her mouth. Though the AC was set on a moderate temperature she was sweating profusely and breathing heavily. She elbowed Abhi who simply was not in a mood to get up and turned to the other side to get comfy.
‘Wake up,’ she squeaked as she looked at the door in horror but Abhi didn’t move. She was breathing heavily and her eyes, wide open, hooked at the door. As her vision adjusted to the darkness her view of outside the room became clearer and she took a sigh of relief as there was no one outside. She again turns towards Abhi who was still sleeping.
‘Abhi must have left the door opened before we went to sleep,’ she thought to try to comfort self.
‘Some window must be open in the stairs and a gush of wind must have pushed the door open,’ she continued and this time almost mumbled in nervousness and smiled as she realised that she was talking to herself. She was barely able to smile. Due to fear her lips were trembling.
Shweta kept staring at the door for a while and then, gathering some courage, gets up and nervously walks towards the door. As she reaches the door she looks around and opens the door to peek outside into the lobby and quickly closes the door. She double marches back to the bed and takes a sigh of relief. She sits on the bed on her side and tries to relax to lower her breathing. Shweta then picks up the bottle placed on the table next to the bed and fills a glass of water; her hands were still shaking. Feeling much better after drinking some water she gets back in the bed with her eyes on the door and takes another sip of water and keeps the glass on the table. She looks at the door nervously for a while and then dozes off.
‘Wake up sleepy head,’ said Abhi as he tried to wake her up but she didn’t move. He kissed her on her cheek. Shweta felt the kiss, smiles with her eyes closed and stretches as if she was getting out of her beauty sleep. She opens her eyes looking lovingly at Abhi. As she gets back to her senses flashes from last night started playing in front of her eyes and she suddenly gets up startled looking at the door.
‘Easy there honey,’ said Abhi ashe passed a glass of water to her. Shweta took the glass of water with shaking hands and looked at the wall clock it was 10:30 AM.
Abhi hugged her, ‘bad dream?’ he asked. Shweta takes a few sips and controls her breathing.
‘I thought someone was there in the house last night,’ she said in a faint voice. She was still shaken and barely able to speak. She then narrated the full story and Abhi felt awkward.
‘You tried waking me up and I didn’t wake up, haan?’ Abhi asked scratching his head.
‘If something like this happens again just slap the big J out of me and wake me up, you don’t have to do this alone, ok?’ he said comforting Shweta who was now feeling much better.
‘I must have left the door unlocked when I got up to use the washroom last night,’ said Abhi.
Abhi hugged her tightly and gently kissed her.
‘Good morning!’ he said as Shweta kissed back hugging Abhi tightly.
‘You stay here and let me make the breakfast in bed for you,’ said Abhi as he got up and Shweta held his hand.
‘And, make a mess like you did the other day?’ she said smiling and pulled him back in the bed.
‘You stay here Mr Sharma and let me do the cooking,’ she said.
‘Don’t worry I won't make a mess today, you stay here,’ said Abhi as he jumps out of the bed. Shweta smiles as Abhi walks out of the bedroom.
Abhi’s parents were stuck in Australia where they had gone to meet Abhi’s younger sister. Due to the Novel Corona Virus crisis, all flights were cancelled and they were stuck there so, Abhi and Shweta were alone in the big house. Not that they were complaining because they were married only six months ago and the lockdown time was a boon for both. The first few months they were surrounded by relatives and friends almost every day so, they both were loving the time together because it gave them a chance to understand and connect well. Though Shweta felt uncomfortable living in the big house without other family members but Abhi ensured she didn’t feel uncomfortable. The bedroom was on the first floor and the kitchen and the living room was on the ground floor.
Shweta was quite weary and the incidence of last night had shaken her further so she was feeling restless alone in the bedroom. It had been 20 minutes since Abhi had gone down and Shweta was getting impatient so, she gets off the bed and walks out of the bedroom. She shakes her head seeing the lobby lights still not switched on by Abhi. She switches on the lights in the lobby and the stairs. She was still shaking from last night. She walked down the stairs slowly looking at the glass façade in the stairs.
‘This can’t be broken, its toughened glass,’ she mumbled while gently hitting the glass façade and comforting self about the safety of her house. She looks out of the façade towards the main gate which was securely locked. She smiles and walks down. The stairs led to the living room. She quietly sneaks behind Abhi who was busy in the kitchen.
‘BOO…,’ she tries to scare Abhi. Abhi startles and turns around smiling.
‘See, no mess,’ he said looking at Shweta.
‘Now you go ahead and make yourself comfortable at the dining table,’ he said. Shweta smiles and goes towards the dining table.
‘Grab the newspaper, will ya,’ said Abhi as Shweta changes her direction and walks towards the...
