Protest

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"What is it, tell me why are you so dull?" he asked. She, with a very low voice, "Nothing, everything is fine." He reasoned, "Then why are you acting so weird. You are strolling alone in the garden leaving back your mobile as if there is none to care for you. It has been only three days since you have been left alone for some time. Friday I thought you will come back from the office and would be tired so i left with my friend. Saturday since we were going for rock climbing which obviously you couldn't do so we left you and today also you were so tired from the household work that i didn't think of bothering. I accept that these three days I have not even talked to you but there were reasons." She had always been a tough lady. After her childhood she had hardly shed any tears whatever might have been the situation. But today the shell across her soft heart was being tested. It couldn't bear the pressure and broke away which resulted in tears trickling down her cheeks in the full view of the moonlight that was coming through the non curtained glass window. "Have i been lonely just for these three days?" He couldn't answer, he knew she was right. "Being alone before the marriage was one thing but now i'm living with you and still i feel lonely. It is as if you don't exist at all for me. Even on the occasions when you are present here physically, your mind is absent. You tell me what should i do to have a little space in your heart instead of your house."

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