The Demand

“I will talk to him today.” The wife decided with no more conviction than yesterday. There was no way he would understand what she wants and for once do it without a request from her. After all this has been going on for the last three weeks.

Life was generally dull for her. Work was hectic and to it the added responsibility of house keeping.” Am I not entitled to ask for it?” She deliberated, stirring the onions in the wok with a skill that comes only with practice.

The issue was minor yet of profound importance in the marital life of a working couple. Wife was in a dilemma.” I’m sure he’ll find some excuses.” Her other wise balanced home environment was reeking with unpleasantness.“If we are talking about time, even I don’t have the luxury of it.” She sharpens yet another arrow in her arsenal.

Even yesterday, she had thought of putting it up. Then, no, she decided, no arguments today. She had sat silently, dicing the carrots, watching him glued to the TV.” Like the sanity of the whole world depends solely on his not batting his eyelids.” she had swallowed the nasty remark with great difficulty.

Today she will have to swallow her pride as well. She had to ask him to the dump the packets of garbage of the past three days. She could do it, like she had done for the last three weeks, but then once a division of labor is done both the concerned partied should abide by the rules.

P:S:On Second thoughts: All characters appearing in this work might be fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, might be purely intentional.