Sanskaar,
Second night of me shifting back into 'Our room', I still cannot seem to understand you. How did you know that I was feeling uncomfortable sharing bed with you? Did you really have to go back to that tiny couch? But I feel as if the couch is not so unfamiliar with your weight. I don't remember Sanskaar, but I feel as if you have spent many night on that furniture. Aren't you supposed to exert your right as husband over me? On this bed? But may be you are cut from entirely different cloth. Please forgive me.
Swara