Break Up Games

Usually, couples chill out, make out, go out on Sundays. But God had different plans while pairing this couple. When the rest of Mumbai was enjoying the holiday, the scene was different on the 18th floor of High street Apartments in flat no 1808.

The room thermometer on the wall was showing 31 degrees.

" Gopal... I'm telling this for the third time. Come out right now", Poonam yelled while knocking the door of the toilet.

Her voice echoed as fans were off due to power cut.

"Just a few minutes darling...", Gopal said sweetly with the wrench in his mouth while tightening the pipe of bidet spray, " I am almost done"

"To hell with your few minutes. I told you to call the plumber. But no. You want to fix everything yourself. So penny-pinching. It's Sunday and 4 o clock already sitting in the home. Listen, I have to go to the loo. It's urgent. Come out fast Gopal.", Poonam yelled again thrashing the door.

Gopal had no choice but to open. As soon as he opened the door, Poonam immediately rushed in pulling him outside.

"Look. I am tired of all this and don't know where we are going.", said Poonam with disgust.

"You and your hormonal mood swings", murmured clueless Gopal. He too lost his temper when she banged the door fiercely on his face. "Aaaaaaahh...", he yelled in frustration but in a voice that cannot be heard by his sweetheart.

A few moments later, Poonam came out and saw Gopal seating quietly holding his head in his hands.

Her heartfelt the pain of seeing his man sad. She moved closer to him and gently fondled his head and said, "Gopu, I feel I am torturing you too much. And you never fight back. We are so different. I think we...."

Before she could finish, Gopal intervened with excitement, "We are made for each other Poonie. We had married against everybody's will, to create a world we always dreamt of. It's 7 years of togetherness."

He got up, took Poonam's hands in his hands and continued, "I feel I understand you more than yourself. I took all your anger as sweet fights of love. But today, I could see hatred in your eyes when you dragged me outside. What was that darling...and why?"

Poonam couldn't match her eyes with Gopal and took her hands back from his hand with a jolt and turned back.

" I am giving you so many hints... But you don't seem to understand at all", said Poonam in a bitter voice without looking at Gopal. "It's not working anymore. This is not the world of our dreams. We have not been able to buy a new house even after 7 years. We can't afford even a plumber. And honestly speaking, I don't think our relationship is progressing. We can't be like teenage lovers all our life. I don't feel like we are a family anymore." Poonam pours out her outburst in a single breath.

Gopal was shocked to know her thoughts. He went to her, grabbed her shoulder and turned her towards him. But she was still not looking at her.

" Poonam...", Gopal tried to converse but Poonam jolted her head upwards looking into his eyes and shouted, "Stop being so nice. Fight with me. Quarrel with me. Can't you see I want to break up..... Just go away." And she pushed him so hard that he fell on the floor.

Poonam didn't expect that he would fall. She couldn't see his pain but didn't want to let him know. She again turned back and shouted, "Just go away a loser. I don't even want to even see your...."

Before she could finish, surprisingly she had Gopal's hands on her waist. She couldn't know when he got up and before she can think more, he pulled her towards him very gently and kissed her on lips in the way she couldn't speak more.

Her heartfelt the same passion and warm emotions as their first stolen kiss on her home's terrace.

After a few minutes when they separated, Poonam remembered that she was breaking up with Gopal and tried to get angry, but instead, she broke into tears and couldn't stop crying. She couldn't control herself and sat down on the floor.

"Stop being so nice to me. Please hate me. I want to break up...", she said the same words, but she couldn't say them in the same tone before. She was sobbing and trying to control her emotions.

Gopal sat beside her without speaking anything.

He didn't stop her or touched her for a moment. Then he said in a heartwarming voice, "It's okay. It's perfectly okay Poonam. We will surely break up. I respect your wish. Like always. All I want to say is you don't need to be so harsh and bitter. Just simply say it, and I will do it for my Poonie. Stop being so bitter as I know it's hurting you more than me." He spoke in a calm and slow voice stressing each word.

Poonam was stunned on this response. She never imagined that Gopal would react this way. She was going through turbulence of emotions with each of his words. " Why don't you fight back. Why don't you hate me back", she said sobbing.

" Because I love you. More than anyone in the world. I know the reasons you are giving are not true. I fix small things myself so that I can give you a great holiday every month. I am doing this low paying job just because you didn't want me to go to Mumbai for two years, and set my career. And I will go away if you want." said Gopal and raised crying beau's face gently by chin and continued, "But only after I ensure that you have found someone who will never hurt you anyway"

Poonam was shocked and tried to decipher the language of his eyes. She could only see infinite love and compassion.

She stood up with a jerk and shouted, "Stand up you fraud...".

Gopal obeyed silently.

She held his face fiercely with her hands in a way that her nails were hurting Gopal. She looked straight into his eyes and shouted, " You are a big damn fraud. You are a bigot Gopal. You said you will accompany me, be with me in whatever I do. Do you remember...?"

Gopal nodded affirmatively. But Poonam ensured that grip of her hands on his face doesn't get loose.

She yelled again, " Then why don't you accompany me in hating you....!!!?"

Gopal could only say," I...I.." But before he could complete Poonam dragged his face towards her and stopped him speaking with a lovely long smooch.

All the complaints, anger, questions, and answers melted away in the union of two hearts.

Poonam was thinking, " Gopu, you again saved me from stupidity without embarrassing me. It's true that I can never find someone like you" She cuddled him more strongly.

Gopal too was enjoying the moment of love fondling her back gradually while thinking, " Girls and their mood swings...!!! Anyway, I could fix my toilet and our relationship. I am a great fixer. Thanks, God, for being kind to us"

Room thermometer was showing 25 degrees when they finished their smooch