(contd. from here)
An hour later, Dinesh, her husband sat across the dining table. ‘Why couldn’t you solve their fight and make them pasta?’ He helped himself to another helping of rice and dal.
‘Because I am not Wonder Woman or Super Woman or an incarnation of any God. I am a normal woman and wish to be treated so.’
Dinesh looked at her in surprise. It was quite unlike the always amiable Hina to reply like that. He chewed his food in silence, contemplating the reason for this outburst. After a few moments of silence, he spoke up again. ‘Can a normal woman celebrate Christmas early?’
‘I thought I’d give you an early Christmas present this year.’
‘What for? You've never given me one all these years.’
‘It’s your favourite festival.’
‘Just… look. You’re my Wonder Woman. I don’t care what you say but, for me, you are. And I sometimes feel like I don’t appreciate you enough.’
‘So you’re just trying to rid yourself off the guilt? That’s what this is about? Give me a pair of cheap earrings and get done with it?’
‘Noo! Let me pamper you by making up for it. Dinner date this Sunday? Just you and me?’
Hina looked at him but said nothing.
‘Please say yes. I’ll give you a foot massage tonight.’
‘Alright! A new dress and we can go jewellery shopping?’
‘Dinesh? I am not…’
‘Okay, fine. I’ll go for that cheesy romantic movie with you! Just say yes. I feel really bad that it is you who has to manage house all by yourself. This is just my way of saying I really do see all that you do.’
Hina looked at him with a mixture of surprise and shock. She recovered her wits quickly, before he could change his mind. ‘Yes, yes, movie, shopping, dinner, and foot massage. Yes.’ She said, happily.
‘Phew! Thank you. I love you and it’s not just the guilt. I really want to say thank you.’
‘You had me at Christmas.’ She giggled.