The Green Smells of Germination by Aniruddha Banhatti (bts books to read .TXT) 📕

made love to her very tenderly.
She glowed.
“Whatever decision you take, I am with you. You don’t worry about our kids. They will come round. And don’t worry about what people will say, I can handle all that!”

In the night, she was thinking. Two years back when their other son had quarreled and separated from them she had gone in depression and she had never come up from it. For one and a half year she had taken anti-depressants. But the fact of being pregnant had lifted her out of that depression. Suddenly life had become meaningful. She remembered the afternoon at Manas. The green smells of germination and life being born everywhere. In the mild glow of the night-lamp, she looked at the beautiful vase she had made with her own hands. She looked at her husband sleeping by her side. She remembered his robust voice, saying, “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of all that!” And she decided. She was going to give birth to a beautiful child of this handsome man sleeping by her side. She felt all the tension drain away from her. She slipped in a dreamless deep sleep.
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Publication Date: 03-13-2011

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