'It'll rain, I guess. I like it when it rains every colour just pops up. People say it's gloomy and we can't go out and enjoy but honestly I think that gloomy colour is the reason other colours look so bright, and going out was never my problem. You can say staying at home and enjoying my own company is my forte. Did I introduce myself? I guess not.

Hi! I am Sudha or should I say Mrs. Datta?

So as I was saying you can tell I am an introvert and married for six years. My husband works in a big company, a literate engineer and I have a bachelor's in economics which might be laying somewhere in the corner of closet well acquainted with the dust and having some insects for company. His family wanted a housewife to take care of his parents so you can guess the way things escalated. I am a housewife but it's not bad. I like it. I read, watch TV and do the chores at home. No one to disturb, no one to complain.

I am not a fan of cooking. Though I do make decent dinners and lunch isn't as bad either. The only time I like going out is to shop for vegetables at the market. It's like a beautiful garden of shiny little things. Brushing my hand, smelling every unique scents. Watching the light as it shines on them sometimes fading the colours in patches. The little drops of water on it as they all turn themselves into beautiful kaleidoscopes. I don't even feel like picking them or else I'll ruin their pattern.

There is also this flower vendor with the colourful little blossoms organised looking as if a rainbow. But that man talks a lot. I wonder how he can talk so much. Did I keep something in the oven?......

I am sorry did I make you wait long? I was seeing many people make muffins so I thought to make them myself, but silly me I forgot and yes, I burnt them (light laughing as Sudha watches out the window looking at the shower as it gently caresses the earth.)

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I should make tea. Tea with rain is perfect I don't know why others like coffee. It's not as enjoyable frankly, but everyone has a choice. The colours are popping again. All the plants in my balcony love rain especially the light showers. How do I know? Look, they are all dancing to the rhythm as the drops slide down their leaves tickling them. I bet they are giggling. But then again who knows.(Radio playing in the background as Sudha watches out of the window.)

After what I said you might be thinking that I like lockdown. I don't. My husband is always at home complaining and whining, he can't see his girlfriend na...... That's why. Right now he is sitting in the room talking to her, he thinks I can't hear him. ( Sudha slowing approaches the room and tries to listen through the door.) She is complaining as always, apparently her husband doesn't cook good food. Their affair has a grey colour it isn't very appealing.

He'll be hungry now and he likes fruit custard or something healthy in the evening at least that's what he says. I like to put red apples and yellow pineapples together with green grapes. All the bright colours in a platter trying to steal each other's spotlight. I really like colours as you can say and I also like to see them blending together. But I don't like the blend or combination of dark green, grey, red and a tint of bluish colour. They stain my skin. The clotted blood as it transforms with time. I don't like it. I wonder if he does the same to his girlfriend. Does he beat or yell at her when she makes a mistake or is it just me?( Sudha is looking at the mirror caressing her cheeks which have a reddish grey hue on them.) Do I really hate these colours tainting my skin or am I just bored seeing them everywhere?( looks at you with a smile, shrugging.)