The Door
// I woke up in the middle of the night. I was sweating profusely. I wiped the sweat off from my face and took a deep breath. I slid out from the blanket as my t-shirt was also soaked in sweat and I was feeling drained. I was about to get up when I heard the sound of the bathroom door closing loudly. I got up, muttering in anger. "I've told her a thousand times." But Jaanvi won't ever understand it as usual. Just, when I was about to get out from the bed to scold her, I saw the ceiling fan and the lights swinging. Maybe I was still dizzy by sleep, but I didn't have time for that. I had to teach my wife a lesson for a billionth time, to close the bathroom door gently. I went to the bathroom, but couldn't find her there. I turned towards the bed and found her tucking in the blanket. "What's wrong?" She asked in a groggy tone. "You've got to close that door a little lightly, I've already told you so many times." "Mmm.. Sorry ...