Secret of a Happy Married Life
Characters are introduced.
Amit Roy: 42 years old, accountant in a private company, husband of Mridul for the last 18 years, impotent for the last 2 years.
Mridul Roy: 37 years old, housewife.
Tirath Nath: 28 years old, postman.
Story so far.
Amit met Mridul in a chat room, soon they fell in love and got married within a year. They decided to not have kids. They were leading a happy life but Amit’s impotency has started disturbing their relationship.
The postman, Tirath Nath, is a devout hindu brahmin. Very serene and polite. He is content with whatever life offers him. He is having a physical relationship with Mridul for the last one year.
The setup.
Tirath and Mridul are lying naked on the double-bed, exhausted. Amit is in the office, unaware of his wife’s nooner.
Here we enter the scene.
Tirath Nath (very softly): La la la re, la re, saajana, mohe…
Mridul: I love you Tir.
Tirath Nath (as before): mohe deke, mohe deke hazaar rang re…
Suddenly the door opens, it’s Amit. He is visibly shocked but does not say anything.
Tirath Nath (in a tired voice): Amit!
Mridul starts to get up, wrapping herself in the bedsheet.
–Next Day–
The setup.
It’s 11 am. Mridul is alone in the house. Amit left for the office around 9 am without speaking to her. Mridul is in the bedroom reading a book.
Here we enter the scene.
Mridul (softly speaking the lines she is reading from the book): He was baby tuckoo. The moocow came down the road where Betty Byrne lived…
Suddenly the door opens, it’s Amit.
Amit (sarcasm apparent in his voice): Oh! You are alone today!
Curtain.
-K.
Tags: Secret of a Happy Married Life, nooner
K. says:
Note: the story is set in future.
December 2nd, 2005 at 11:12 pm
duhnston says:
the postman certainly doesnt give a jew’s ass about the anachronisms.
December 2nd, 2005 at 11:19 pm
K. says:
you shouldn’t presume what the future holds.
December 2nd, 2005 at 11:42 pm
duhnston says:
yes, i am the one that set this story in the future.
December 2nd, 2005 at 11:47 pm
Isaiah says:
Amit is K..
December 3rd, 2005 at 04:41 pm
K. says:
ya and ishan is mridul.
December 3rd, 2005 at 09:30 pm
Isaiah says:
i might well have been Tirath Nath with all that brahmin and crap but I think duhnston is the postman.
December 3rd, 2005 at 09:51 pm
Neha M says:
if amit is kunal, who’s mridul?
December 4th, 2005 at 08:27 pm
K. says:
Ishan.
December 4th, 2005 at 09:11 pm
Isaiah says:
Neha M, you shud read the comments as well, they present a different tale altogether.
December 5th, 2005 at 12:18 am
duhnston says:
i spoke to my postwoman today. she said she doesnt usually stay long in people’s homes. she does like to stop for tea.
December 5th, 2005 at 03:38 pm
Neha M says:
uh?
December 5th, 2005 at 05:10 pm
K. says:
the chai on her lips, and some potato chips.
December 5th, 2005 at 08:00 pm
shubhadeep says:
the story is bullshit
its something like
KE THA RAJA EK THI RANI
DONO MAR GAYE KHATA KAHANI
June 2nd, 2007 at 09:33 am