His point of view-
I watched her the whole day in office today..she kept dozing off at her desk..
By the end of the 3 meeting she was completely drained out but she din’t complain..she kept meeting the clients with her sweet smile….
Aww how sweet
It was then i decided to do something special for her today…
Her point of view-
“Dinner is just getting ready..why don’t you in the meantime take a hot shower” he said ..and i just stared at him in awe…
What was this guy..?
He had cooked for me?? Oh my god..!
Did he really do that..
I started moving towards the room when he called out from the kitchen “The water is already filled up in the tub..so come soon”
Whaaattt??? He had filled hot water for me as well..??
What was he upto..??
What ever it is i am too tired to think about it..so i just go on with the flow…
Bathed…dressed i headed downstairs for dinner..i am really hungry..
I had to skip my lunch for the client meeting..
With each step i descend the smell of the food is numbing my senses…
He puts a plate of hot steaming delicious yummilicious pasta in front of me..but i am too tired to even lift the fork let alone eat it…
I ask him for some water and put my head on the table..Tired ..
He comes back in a jiffy and pours water in my glass..
He pulls my chair and my plate towards himself and feeds me the pasta…
“Bachaa khao.!” He says me after every bite..
I wonder where he gets all his patience from..
When we are done..he picks me up and takes me to my room and places me on the bed like i am some doll..
He switches off the light and goes to his room…
The pain in my body doesn’t let me sleep and i keep tossing and turning in bed..
I think about half an hour later i see him coming back to the room with a bottle..
I try to make out what it is..but i fail miserabily as my head hurts..!
He starts pouring the liquid on my body and then i realise that its hot oil..
Gently he massages my legs … hands and my head…and i can feel my musceles relax..
He slowly lifts my top and it scares me…
What is trying to do??
What is the meaning of all this??
” Shh Bachaa relax…Trust me” he says..and i let myself loose…
He gently puts oil on my back and massages it…
After he has done massaging my back..he put my tshirt down …tucks me in bed..gently carreses my hair..
” Good Night ” he mutters when he sees sleep taking over me..
He gives me a slight peck on the forhead and with that he leaves the room..
His point of view-