Dear I'Lites, My gift to you all for Womans Day.. hope you enjoy reading this story.. Love you all. LOST IDENTITY PART - I “Nitin, eat your grub quickly and start with your studies. Next week you have your final exams”. “Mili, did you solve those sums in Algebra, you are losing your percentage because of your Mathematics. Your tution teacher was telling me, that you tend to forget the theorems of Geometry too and you need more practice”. “Rajesh, won’t you take some time for the kids. Stop watching that news, morning and evening you are glued to the news, else, sports, you are not a bachelor. You are not sharing any of my responsibilities”. “Viji, you are doing a good job, the children are well trained under you. I may pamper them a bit, that’s the reason I maintain a distance. You are the Home Minister; we are your subordinates. I have a very tiring day in office, with back to back meetings, papers, files, decision making, my job gives me all the luxury but takes away my smile”. “You mean to say, my task is easy, can you do it even for a day, I am not sounding filmy, try and find out how hard it is to run the house. God, why did I give up my job in the reputed firm after Nitin was born? I am cursing myself everyday. Actually, I am tired of …” “Viji, will you stop it. I have asked you to hire a full time maid, I am earning enough to pay her, you never bother to hire one, and then crib like this. I spend around 7 hours of wake up time in the house and you spoil it by cribbing”. “You meam maid can take care of this house and the kids. You mean she will be..” “Viji, you are getting in to a wayward argument. Let me just go for my… “Keep cutting my sentences, I do not let you have a fag, you blackmail me saying let me go for a walk and have a fag. Everybody wants to have his way in this house”. Rajesh slipped in to his floaters and moved out to the lawn of the building. He pulled out a fag and took a long puff .. Suddenly he felt a tap on his back.. “Hi Raj, you are down today, how come at this time, you never miss your morning walks, but, in the evening it’s a pleasure to see you”. Rajesh turned towards Neeta a very beautiful, petite young woman in her early 30’s. Neeta works as Manager – Customer Relations and had way with words which were very plesant to hear after what he heard in his house. She looked beautiful in her pink silky pyjamas with a halter neck sleeveless blouse. There was not a single trace of make-up on her face which glowed in the moon light”. “Hey Rajesh, How are you yaar”. Ajay, Neeta’s Darling husband shook hands with Rajesh. “Vicky is busy studying upstairs and we are down here on her usual walk. You are a surprise visitor at this hour of the day”. Rajesh realized that he has not taken a puff for a long time; he curled the fag on his lips and drew a long relishing puff. Neeta was observing him from the corner of her eyes. “I think you should give up smoking, a handsome young man like you need to live longer what say”. There was mischief in her eyes. Rajesh curled the smoke in the air, “Thanks for the compliment”. “Viji is not to be seen, neither in the morning nor in the evening. She always seems to be in a hurry, poor dame, has no time for walks too. Why don’t you hire a maid for her?” The sentence hit him below the belt. Viji, is not going to make me live in peace outdoors too. Is she trying to gain pity from everyone? A flashing thought came in to his head. Neeta is a working woman and yet she manages to look after herself the house and takes time for walks, parties. Why that Viji is not finding time?” Rajesh started questioning himself. These people are cornering me and cause is Viji. I am not going to spare her today. I will bring in the sun early today. He held his fist tight. “Raj, where are you lost? Did we hurt you? Sorry, buddy, we were concerned about your wife, that’s all.” “No, I have been asking her to hire a maid for assistance but she is reluctant. I respect woman and am against her slogging at home tirelessly.” All three of them were walking in a straight row, Neeta was in the middle. Neeta held his hand and pressed it tight. Rajesh for reasons best known to him did not lossen the grip. Ajay was busy telling him about the crash in the stock market. Rajesh was a handsome man who never looked his age, may be in his early 40’s. He would hit the gym regularly, was well dressed and with the blessings of the Almighty he had the power and postion in his profession along with plenty of money. He had nice family, no matter Viji was a bit more to herself. She is a good wife and her life revolves around her husband and children. As they finished three lapses all of them signed off for the day. Rajesh sighed a relief and walked back home feeling revived. He washed his legs and spread himself on the couch.