The unwavering of Bond

Romita's face was etched with embarrassment as she re-entered the living room, her gaze cast downward, her voice barely audible. "Mr. Rajveer, I'm sorry..."

"Please, call me Veer," Rajveer replied with a gentle smile.

Romita's weak smile acknowledged his kindness. Rajveer was struck by the contrast between Romita's tranquil demeanor and the turmoil she faced. He wondered how she maintained her serenity amidst such adversity.

Vrishti, sitting beside Rajveer, felt a lump form in her throat as she watched her aunt's vulnerability. She had always admired Romita's strength and resilience but seeing her like this, fragile and apologetic, tugged at Vrishti's heartstrings.

"Vrishti told me about your love story," Rajveer said, his voice filled with emotion. "It's truly inspiring. You're an amazing woman, Aunty. Your courage and devotion are remarkable."

Romita's eyes shone with determination, her voice steady. "It's not courage, Veer. It's love. And love is a choice. I choose to love my husband every day, no matter what."

Vrishti's eyes welled up with emotions as she listened to her aunt's words. She wiped the corner of her eyes with the pad of her right thumb. She felt a surge of pride and admiration for Romita's unwavering commitment to Christian. She glanced at Rajveer, seeing the empathy and understanding in his eyes, and felt grateful for his kindness.

Rajveer's eyes locked onto Romita's, his heart swelling with empathy. "I can only imagine how tough this must be for you. He has Alzheimer's, second stage... he doesn't recognize you most days."

Romita's nod was resolute, her chest grew heavy but her eyes remain calmed . "Perhaps he's not the same person anymore, Veer. But I'm happy to be beside him, to care for him till the end. That's my choice, my love."

Vrishti's heart ached as she saw the pain and sadness in her aunt's eyes. She wanted to hug Romita, to comfort her, but she remained still, letting Rajveer's words and presence offer solace.

Rajveer's throat constricted as he listened to their conversation, his eyes stinging with unshed emotions but he held back them beneath the surface of his chocolate brown orbs . He felt his heart swell with a deep sense of reverence, witnessing the embodiment of true love in Romita's selfless devotion. The lump in his throat grew, as if his very soul was stirred by the profound beauty of their bond. He felt humbled, grateful, and honored to have shared in this intimate moment, his heart overflowing with admiration for the kind old lady. In this fleeting instant, Rajveer's understanding of love was forever altered, as he beheld its purest form in Romita's unwavering commitment to Christian.

As they spent more time with her aunt, Rajveer's eyes were opened to the true essence of love. He witnessed Romita's unwavering dedication to her husband , her selfless care, and her unconditional devotion. Every gesture, every word, and every action was infused with love, patience, and kindness.

The aunt's eyes sparkled with warmth as she led them to the dining area, her hands trembling slightly as she served them food she had prepared with love.

Rajveer was deeply moved by the aunt's kindness, her generosity, and her warmth. He felt overwhelmed with emotion, his heart swelling with gratitude. He glanced at Vrishti, who was watching him too , her face reflecting the depth of her feelings.

Vrishti broke the silence, her voice was delightful above a whisper. "Aunty, this is so delicious... thank you."

The aunt's face lit up with a warm smile, her eyes shining with love. "Thank you, beta. I made your favorite dish, Vrishti. And I'm so glad you brought your friend to meet me."

Rajveer's heart welled up, but he struggled to contain his emotions, savoring the meal and the moment. He couldn't believe the love and care that went into making this food, the dedication, and the devotion.

"Aunty, this is the best meal I've ever had," Rajveer said, his voice filled with delight and cheer, trying to lift the somber mood.

The aunt's face radiated joy, her eyes sparkling with happiness. "I'm so glad you like it, beta. I made it with love, just like I do for my husband every day."

Vrishti got up, her eyes brimming with happiness, and hugged her aunt tightly. "Aunty, you're the best. I don't know how you do it, taking care of an uncle like this."

The aunt's eyes were beaming with happiness but she held back her emotions as she was expert in controlling that . She hugged Vrishti back, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's all worth it, beta. Every moment, every sacrifice. You enjoyed the meal what more else I want "

Rajveer felt a lump form in his throat as he watched the tender moment between Vrishti and her Aunty. In his life there was no value of relationship he had received from his closest one , his heart overflowing with emotion. He saw the love, the pain, and the dedication etched on the aunt's face, and he knew that this was what a family looked like.

As they finished their meal, the aunt began to clear the table, her hands moving with a quiet efficiency. Vrishti and Rajveer offered to help, but she smiled and waved them away. "No, no, beta. You're my guests. Sit, relax, and talk to me."

As they were once again busy sitting in the living room , sipping coffee, Rajveer couldn't help but steal glances at the aunt, who was watching them with a warm smile. He saw the lines on her face, the gray in her hair, and the tiredness in her eyes, but he also saw the love, the joy, and the contentment that radiated from her very being.

Vrishti came and occupied her seat once again and whispered to Rajveer, "She's an angel, isn't she?"

Rajveer nodded, his eyes welling up with tears. "She's more than that. She's a testament to the power of love."

The aunt looked up, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "What are you two talking about?"

Vrishti smiled. "We're talking about you, Aunty. And how much we admire you."

The aunt's face flushed with pleasure, her eyes shining with happiness. "Oh, beta, you're making me blush."

As they left the aunt's house, Rajveer turned to Vrishti and said, "I'll never forget this day. And I'll never forget your aunt's love."

Vrishti smiled, her eyes shining delightfully. "Me neither, Veer.”