Chapter 7

Part two

After entering their, own paradise, he let go of her. She is very quiet today which is not appropriate with her nature. She usually is very playful, joyful and mischievous time to time. She always celebrates every festival with equal enthusiasm and joy. Besides Holi and the Spring-festival is her favourite. He feels mad at himself because it's his doing. He was very busy from past few days and away from home, from her. And he couldn't make time to call her, too. He notices that she wears a simple white churidaar-kurta with red duppatta. No make-ups, no jewelry, nothing, not even colours are on her except her Mangalsutra around her neck and a very thin vermilion line, Sindur on her partings. He sets aside his duffel bag, briefcase and black jacket on the couch and approaches her...

"I am very sorry. I was very irresponsible earlier." He holds her shoulder and faces her to him. She stares at him indifferently. Her tiny, black eyes, who are famous for delivering so many different expressions within a minute are stilled. As if they are deep, dark seas full of mystery and mirth. He pauses for a moment, then slowly wraps his hand around her waist and with other hand cups her face and lifts towards her. "I am feeling terrible as I left you alone for days. My cowardice and ambition came between us. I forgot that I have some certain responsibility and duty towards you too." He slowly makes her sit on their bed. Then he bends on his knees before her and looks up to her, "For my negligence and indifference you always suffer. You bear my ignorance with yours great patience and wisdom. You don't complain when I become arrogant." He holds her both hands in his. Now his mirthful, serene eyes become wet. His deep voice quivered. "Thank you, for everything. Thank you for your unconditional love, endless affection, undivided attention and care towards me." He kisses them, "I am thankful to God that you come to my life."

Main to yeh sochta tha,

(I wondered,)

Ki aajkal,

(Nowadays),

Uparwale ko fursat nahin.

(Almighty is very busy, has no time.)

Phir bhi tumhe banake woh,

(Still he created You)

Meri nazar mein chad gaya.

(And he came across me.)

Rut bin aur bad gaya.

(Like,seasonal feelings without the seasons.)

Kaise mujhe tum mil gayi?

(How do I get you?)

Kismat pe ayein naa yakeen.

( I can't believe in my fortune.)

Utar ayi jheel par,

(You landed on a stilled lake,)

Jaise chand utarta hai kabhi,

(Just like the moon's reflection who sometime seems to land on there.)

Haule haule, aise.

(Very slowly and silently.)

Gunguni dhoop ki tarha se...tarannum mein tum,

(Like sweet but warm sunlight, amongst so many starlings,)

Chhuke mujhe, guzri ho yun.

(You brush me with you and pass.)

Dekhun tumhe! Ya main shunu!??

(I don't know whether I should see you or listen!!??)

"Don't ever say like that," finally the long silence is broken as well her dam of grief. Pearls like tear drops are spilling from her both eyes. He tries to wipe them but she drags him and makes him sit beside him too. "You know this very well I was not sad because of you or your any behavior. I was sad because I was worrying about you. Without you, nothing matters to me. I can't imagine my being without me." Saying this she buries herself in his embrace, her safest shelter. He presses a light feather kiss on her temple and mumbles, "That is why I am apologizing. My Ego diverts me for a little bit." She tilts her head to look at him. Looking in her eyes he says, "Forgive me, give me a chance to prove my love towards you." He kisses her eyes, her cheeks and mumbles, " Let me color you with my own.," he kisses her lips now, first softly, then deepens it with all his passion.

Ang laga de re,

( Touch me,)

Mohe rang laga de re.

(Colour me,)

Main to teri joganiya, tu jog laga de re.

( I am yours worshipper, you are my worship.)

Jog laga de re,

(Give me the worship.)

Prem ka rog laga de re...

(Give me the disease, Love...)

Main toh teri...jog laga de re.

(I am yours...my worship.)

Ram Ratan Dhan

Lagan Magan Mann,

Tann mora Chandan re...

(By the gemlike name of Ram my body and mind is merged in you.)

Ujli gori preet piya satrang laga de re.

(Colours me ,with the glowing, bright colour of Love, Love.)

"Let me make this festival of Holi, full of colours of passion and love." He says slowly in her ears. Then slowly picks her in his arm.

Raat Banjar si hai,

( The night is barren.)

Kali khanjar si hai.

(Like a sharp black knife.)

Tere sine ki lau,

(The fire of your desire,)

Mere andar bhi hai.

(Is as same as yours, in my heart)

Tu hawa de isse,

(You stoke this..)

Toh mera tann jwale.

(So my flesh can be burnt.)

Jwala de re sang jwala de re...

(Burn it with you, so that it could reach its soul, You.)

Mohe ang laga de re...jog laga de re.

(Touch me...give me my worship.)

"Let make me forget you all those time, when you felt unloved and uncared. Let me feel you cherished and wipe away all your painful and grieving memory. Let my passion and pleasure makes yours free from every barrier and boundary." He whispers and lays her on the middle of the bed.

Raas hai Raat mein,

(There is pure elation and bliss in this night,)

Teri har baat mein,

(In your each word,)

Bol main kya karoon?

(Tell me what should I do?)

Aise halat mein?

(In this situation?)

Hoon main teri malang,

( I am yours soberness, yours sanity.)

Tu hi mera nasha.

(You are my intoxication.)

Chada de re Bhaang chada de re...

(Let the addiction of Bhang flows within our veins.)

Prem ki bhang chada de re.

(Let the intoxication of love runs through our veins)

Mai toh teri joganiya...jog laga de re.

(I am yours...you are my worship)

Ram Ratan Dhan.

Lagan Magan Mann.

Tann mora chandan re...

(By the gemlike name of Ram our body, mind and soul are merged in one.)

"Let me love you...let me make us one, whole once again." He urges to her. She smiles and holds him near to her heart and utters, "Then love me, make me whole, give me our gift of love."

She opens her eyes slowly with the sense of contentment and whole. She finds herself laying on him, entwining their limbs together. She smiles and stares at her with a fixed glance. He stirs a little and whispers, "Good afternoon. How are you feeling?" She blushes and says, "With you, I am always great. By the way congratulations, you did fade away the colour of Bhaang with yours." Her eyes are finally twinkling again but with pure joy. Saying this she tries to disengage herself from him. But he tightens his grip onto her and replies, "Anytime wifey dear. But right now we need to hurry. Let's go to the shower, together." He says this with mischievous eyes and before she voices any protest he once again picks her up in his arm and rushes for the bathroom.

Hours later, they both are adjusting their hair before the mirror. Suddenly she notices her cell phone is blinking. She cautiously picks it up and finds numerous missed calls. She panics, "Mohit, what have you done?" Mohit startles a little but then realizing grins wide and asks, "What I have done, Mouni? Please explain." Then he whispers in her ears, "With details," while wraps his arms around her.

"I am not talking about that."her ears are red hot with embarrassment and she says rolling her eyes, "I am talking about this. Could you see?" she asks flashing her phone in front of his eyes.

He grins, "Yeah, Salman Khan's another Deewani gives you...uhh..1,2,3...WHAT?120 MISSED CALLS." He gets a shock and his jaws drops open.

"Now what?" she asks timidly. "We first need to reach your Institution...Hurry up." He barks at her and prepares for the leave.