(04-05-2018, 10:31 AM)thewall81317 : It was awkward to enter the home. Me and mom were alone now. To my surprise she was still wearing the sindoor.

I opened the conversation by :
“ Mom, lets talk about what happened yesterday. I understand that you were in a fit of rage and nothing needs to change between us. You don't need to feel upset or awkward about it. Let’s go back to the way we were. “

Mom : Rajesh, I am not upset about it. Neither am I feeling awkward.

Me : Fine, it settled then. Please wipe off this sindoor from your hair.

Mom : Rajesh, this is not a colour which can be wiped off like that. We are married by customs now. I am not upset about it but I believe you are. If that is the case I will not ask you to treat me like your wife. But you are my husband in my mind from now on.

Me : It's not that mom. I am just thinking from society's point of view.

Mom : Rajesh. do you like me as a women. I have seen you staring at me at times. Tell me I am wrong !  

Me : I really like you mom. I have been really attracted to you, but

Mom : then how does it matter. No one know us here and from now on call me sangeeta.

She went in the kitchen to arrange dinner. We both sat in silence and had our dinner. She asked me if I would like to watch TV, which I refused and said I would like to go to bed.
 
I started going towards my room when she called out and said
" Rajesh from today we live in the same room. It’s our first night. Let me get ready. You freshen up in the other room and I will call you when I am ready."