Rathi looked at her baby bump, protruding out from her lean frame. The cold water beneath her thighs doesn't give shivers anymore but Aadhiyan did, the truth that she found out in the morning trembled the life out of her. Her hands slowly caressed over her stomach; she tried not to remind her about how dangerous her husband is; or will he harm this child if she is not here with him or in this world and Rathi felt like this child is going to decide whether she can be alive or not. She slugged down her saliva along with her fear and angst and exhaled slowly standing in the middle of the lake.The sun is shining mildly from the top and the streaming beam of sunshine fell on her half-naked frame. She closed her eyes feeling the mix of warmth and ice.All of a sudden, that familiar warmth and aura bounded her from behind. She became edgy and gasped in fear when Aadhiyan moved her long raven hair to her front side and gave a wet kiss on her nape. Then he encircled his hands

Sitting on the rock chair in front of her father in law's house, Rathi watched the rain that's gently started pouring, arising the Petrichor which is her favorite fragrance to smell. Aadhavan has planted a lot of floral plants before his house which was bloomed at that evening time, flowers are her favorite sight to see and the sound of rain is her favorite sound to hear but, she couldn't relish anything. In fact, she hates everything around her, she hates to stay in this place and she hates these people.It's been a day since she came back from her near-death experience. She despises the fact that she's here alive and that got the gloomiest expression on her face. The stains of turmeric-ginger paste she applied on her cheeks for the swelling is still there; her eyes were tired after all the crying and her body is too light to feel any pain. Her wounds started healing but she doesn't know how she's going to heal her heart.Imagine the girl who went to escape the hell w

After taking a hot bath Rathi came out wearing her saree, her eyes had a calm stare, and her face somewhat better compared to yesterday. The inflammation on her face is healed but still has that scar.She went behind the house to dry her hair but she stopped when she saw her father-in-law standing under the banyan tree placing his palm on its rough wood. Rathi watched his face which is deep in the thoughts of something, maybe their conversation yesterday might have reminded him about his wife and Rathi thought that tree must be her late mother-in-law. She doesn't want to disturb him so she walked to the front.The sun is shining clearing up the clouds, the birds were chirping and the butterflies were fluttering around the flowers pleasantly. Rathi observed the ambiance with a smile on her face. She took off the towel on her hair and stood under the sunlight. The combination of moisture and warmth felt blissful to feel.Like disturbing her peace Iniyan yelled, "A

In Tamil, Mama- Father in law, Anna- brother and Ayya means sir or master. So please remember these things. "You are excited to see Rathi, aren't you?" Mithran asked."No, why should I? I have so many things to take care of. Even if I am going to live in the same house, I shouldn't talk to her until the right time comes." Aadhiyan replied...."Did she ate her breakfast?" Aadhiyan asked Shankari."No,""Why?" Aadhiyan asked worriedly sitting on the dining hall of Rathi's old house. "Beca

The tweeting sound of birds mildly heard against her ears and the piercing sunshine dangles over her eyelids when Rathi finally able to open her eyes after a long sleep. It felt like so long since the room was so bright with the sunshine. When you're in a difficult situation of your life, even the time will act against you and move slowly, like that, the past three days felt like three years.Rathi looked around the ambiance to find no one around her. The bedsheets were neatly folded in the place where Aadhiyan slept yesterday and her father in law's place is empty. She got up and adjusted her saree before walking out to find them."Where is he?" Rathi asked. Aadhavan is cleaning the lawn which is all covered by the leaves and mud which were carried here by th