-“We promise each other to share everything and will never fight. If there is something bothering one we will tell the other one.”
-“Yes sweetheart, we will” he agrees.
-“If it’s my fault, let me know, tell me directly. Never stop talking.”
-“how can i live without talking to you baby? ” he kissed her and said.
Misha’s heart echoed those words everytime, she tries to sleep in all those sleepless nights. Sleepless not because of her kid though. It’s been 10 days.. 10 days of silence. Shantanu was not talking to her calls neither replying to messages. She was not sure what is the reason. No, she was not crying. She promised Shantanu she will never shed tears, and she is keeping it.
She was going mad thinking what has she done. What went wrong? She started blaming herself.
She was somehow coping from postpartum depression all by herself. In this blame game she sees herself as the culprit. But no, she is not. Rather she is the victim. Yes, in this phase where she is going through PPD , baby blues and weak emotional breakdown, She was expecting Shantanu to be with her. To understand her. Care for her.
She trusted Shantanu more than herself. She was infact going to be like him. So practical.
There was a flood of memories and thoughts and questions.
Why in any relationship trust get weakens. Why it can’t be intact?
Why 2 people generate misunderstanding due to others?? Any relationship will last long when we trust.
Why because of others their relationship is getting affected and is at stake??
Startled, at 3:17 am, wakes up by her kid’s cry.
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