February 23, 2021 30 By Ruchi Verma

“Come on kunal, get up fast…you will be late!!“, Naina screamed from the kitchen. Packing a lunch box for Rajesh she turned back and saw her again standing behind in red check shirt, jeans with her favorite leather bag, before she can utter a word….”Look I am very busy, not in a mood to argue…leave from hereNaina told firmly.

Not again, Naina…no one is here” Rajesh walked into the kitchen to take his breakfast.

She was right here, but I know you will not believe me. I have to drop Kunal as his bus is not coming today. restlessly Naina told Rajesh.

“Mummaaaaaaa!!!! come here, I need help, chota hoon main” Kunal shouted on a high pitch, well he is 6 years old little sunshine of the home.

This is an almost daily morning scene of “Naina’s Kutumbh”(nameplate hanging outside the main door says this).

Rajesh and Naina were colleagues and got hitched for the last 8 years and Kunal their son made their life perfect with his smile. This home they bought 6 years back when Kunal was born, Rajesh made sure every corner should look perfect with the right choice of home decor and called their home Naina’s Kutumbh.

Hey listen!!! I have called Gupta and Pankaj for dinner, they will come with family. Arrange some dinner, I know you are the best, love you …bye!!!!” Rajesh left for the office informing Naina about dinner.

“Wow, we have a party, Mumma Aatharv will also come with Pankaj uncle kya?” Kunal seems so excited to meet his friend late in the evening.

She smiled “Yes, but let me drop you at school, get your bag now“.

Kunal ran to get his bag, Naina saw her again and warned ” Please no need to say anything in front of Kunal, he is too small. Please leave…leave me alone.”

Girl in a red check shirt, blue jeans smiled and said ” Come back after dropping we will talk about it.”

Big shopping bag filled with grocery items which are required for dinner preparation on the shoulder, hands full with vegetables trying to hold her purse, Naina about to enter her society gate and there she was, “Can I help you, maybe we can talk now while walking towards your home.

Ah!! I told you many times, I really don’t need you. Why don’t you understand, I am happy being myself? You are really making the situation tough for me coming over here daily and following me,” Naina opened her door, screamed at her, trying to make her understand.

Relaxing on bean bag “So you are happy !!” She continued.

Taking out an old album from her bag, she showed Naina an old picture of a girl with boy-cut hair, wearing a shirt and pants, and wrapped around on her waist her favorite red check shirt, that old tomboy Naina once a girl with full of dreams and a leather bag.

You said you are happy, if you were I would never be here. I am living in this golden cage with you as you have killed my dreams, my thoughts, and my wings.” She sounds very angry.

Naina this is me who just can’t breathe, this is me who just can’t live daily with so much suffocation of life, this is me who had a dream to achieve high, this is me who aimed for goals in life, Naina this is ME, Naine, I am YOU.

Daily I am here to make you realise that please let me free, please let me go out from this life and live, Please Naina SET ME FREE, SET YOURSELF FREE and let’s get out from this golden cage.”

Naina, looking at that picture when tears were just rolling out she again said the same to end the conversation “I can’t…I can’t break this cage to fly, as with time my priorities changed and so I am, let’s not talk more Naina…Go from here, you are my old version whom I love the most but life has taken up a U-turn and I can’t return. Sorry!! Stay with me like this.

This story is a part of #StoryTellersBlogHop where 43 Blogger participants are together for the love of the fiction. I have selected the prompt ‘Living in golden cage.’

‘I write this post for StorytellersBlogHop FEB 2021 by Ujjwal MeenalSonal.

© Ruchie Verma.

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