Betwixt!

 There has never been a secret between mom and me. I was vocal enough, since childhood, regarding my problems, my hesitations, silliest of doubts in my mind.

And she was approachable enough to babble anything and everything.


She never judged, even if my stories were frivolous. She always gave a patient ear to all my chatters. Mom is this one person in front of whom I shed all my inhibitions, comfortably.


As I matured, she also started sharing her worries, her uncertainties and insecurities with me. When we discussed something it was 100% sure of being reticent of disclosure.


But after my marriage, I don't remember since when Mr.Hubby breached this firewall. He actually bypassed it and all the data packets started entering and exiting the network without much effort. Well, he must've put in some efforts for sure, hacking a fool-proof security isn't easy that way!



The phone calls slowly became trunk calls, remember those old times, when the long-distance calls traversed from one or more trunk lines, involving more than one telephone exchange. So now the secrets travelled through him. Mr.Hubby knew everything before me. Things started turning into surprise for me.



"Mom dad are visiting us this week", I would say and he would smile and reply, "Yes! On the 10th, precisely".

"Oh, he knows the dates too!", provoked me, in my mind.


I cannot exactly call him a hacker, as hackers gain unauthorised access to data. But this ethical hacker got the access through proper channel, the horses mouth.


The other day, I planned a surprise for my mom's birthday. I couldn't be there, so had ordered her a cake and bouquet of flowers with personalised note, that was to reach her early morning on her birthday. But to my surprise I received her call a day prior, "I am excited for tomorrow's surprise", she said. And I ragingly wanted to do a surgical attack on this gharka bhedi. 


Sometimes I think, is he my mom's son-in-law or the real son. How can my mom replace her confidante of years?Should I rebel? Should I go on a hunger strike to win back my confidante? 


"Don't fight with him dear, it's okay sometimes, to take a fall and retreat. It's not a war, it's your husband ", says my mom when I tell her about our latest fight. "Mom you've changed sides, how could you?", I say. "Mom is always on the side of truth ", she replies. Agitated me, blurts, "So I am a liar now?".

"Son-in-law had called me prior. He told me everything that had happened. He feels sorry to have bothered you, you must understand his feelings too dear", she adds. Indignantly, I hung up.


This malware has already infected the system so much so that no Antivirus is going to work. I put my weapons down completely and surrender to the nemesis now!





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AUTHOR'S NOTE: For the prompt 'Between Mom and me'.

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