Bhairav

I hear her bangles. Someone pecks on my forehead and then my cheeks. Then I feel someone rotating the ends of my moustaches. I know who it is. I open my eyes, finally fully awake and then look at her. We are on the mattress since last night our bed broke. It's very early in the morning, she usually doesn't wake up this early but I heard her bangles earlier. Her face is still glowing despite the only light source being a lantern. She slightly moves and a lock of hair falls on her face. I remove it with my finger. Her sindoor is still smudged on her forehead. I trace it. Her lashes flicker but she doesn't open her eyes. Her lips which were slightly parted earlier are now pressed together and her breathing has increased.