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Every type of love gets it bodily form one way or the other with time. This is a human requirement. We, as humans, have to see and sense to believe, to live and to love. Love has many forms and various ways of expression depended upon who is in love and of course circumstances. One thing is for sure, the much one try to suppress it, the more expressive will it become.

Viren being in love with Nivedita since childhood was suppressing his love for her after he got to know that Nivedita loved Siddhart. He, out of jealousi and love, made Niveditas life a nightmare. It was his love that made sure that Nivedita never broke down, but he couldn't handle love and hatret towards Nivedita at the same time. In the end love won as always and hatred had to bow down in submission to love.

Nivedita had chosen the same path. Her love for Siddhart was real but was of a different kind. Things were different with Viren. He was so mysterious and unpredictable that it was always positive surprise to be with him. He was not the kind who let her be in her shell, he brought the Nivedita out, who she had burried down somewhere inside herself after her mothers death and father silence and bitterness.

She had in couple of weeks tried to suppress her love for Viren so much that tonight, she had to express it. Her love was something different than Virens. Virens love had explosive passion while her love was passionate in a very calm way. Nivedita passion was to be revealed and this was the right time. She was not aware of it and now was the time come where Nivedita and Viren, both got that revealed.

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For how long did he stood there, he did not know at all. The only thing he knew was that after he had finished his work, he rushed back home where he knew that his bride was waiting for him. He had once left her on her weeding day and today was a new day, where there was no room for mistakes happened in the past. He had almost climbed inside from the window when he saw Nivedita putting the veil on her. His eyes followed her moves, as if it was his eyes, who were putting it on her by dictating her fingers.

His eyes were gloomed on the beauty in front of him. He was lost somewhere, where he was unable to find himself. It is said that one dies in love, so if this was true, then he couldn't have had a more beautiful death as this. On the other hand it is said that love makes one live, so if this is was the awakening from the death, then his life couldn't be more beautiful.

Who was this creation of God, who could kill and revive at the same time? She took his breath away with her simplicity, she took his sight away with her beauty and she surely took his heart away with her seduction. Was he alive or was death meant to be so beautiful? He was a prisoner, who did not want any freedom at all. His prison was the life itself and the freedom was equal to death.

He was not able to move and he was frozen in the position he was standing in. Nivedita was shying and blushing. She was waiting for him to come near and unveil him, but he just stood there, gazing at her. For one moment she thought that it might have been her imagination, but then she had pinched herself. He was there but why wasn't he, as he always was. His eyes were reflecting something… but what?

She had to do something to find out and she walked towards him…