ArSh/KaSh OS- new OS on pg 48 - Page 20

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It was time to write something special for a special someone. Any guesses? Yes it was our very own ladoo's birthday and she is my sweetheart. So my dear ladoo for you especially on your birthday a small gift from my side hope you like it
Happy Birthday Sweeety😃❤️

MARRIAGE VOWS

At times it felt he was born loving her, even his earliest memory had her presence. He remembered running to his mother as he had fell and scraped his knee. As his mother soothed him kissing him on forehead there she was walking up to him looking at him with her big eyes. He had looked at his mother inquiringly but then had his attention back to her as she spoke to him haltingly pointing towards his scraped knee: hurts?

He would've denied it even at 5 years of age he was not going to admit to a weakness infront of a girl but with his mother looking at him he muttered: a little!

When his mother got the antiseptic to put on his knee she stood by looking at his face and then at his knee. He steeled himself against the sting but then felt someone blowing across the scrape he looked down and saw her. To his amazement she looked up and smiled: better?

Even though the wound still hurt but the fact she blew across his wound actually made him feel better. So he smiled back: better!

That was the first day of his friendship with Shilpa and now that he knew better the very first day when he fell in love with shilpa.

There never was anyone other than Shilpa for him, they were in the same school, same college and then even the same university. Even though they had chosen different professions but that had not stopped their friendship to deepen or for the love to not flourish. It came as no surprise to anyone when they decided to get married. Armaan-Shilpa was already accepted as one the wedding was a formality.

Armaan stood infront of the mirror tying his tie as he went down the memory lane. He tugged at the knot at thought in amazement that it had been a year since they had married. It was their first anniversary both of them had to go to work but he wanted to do something special but what.

Shilpa strode briskly into the room: you are dawdling! Come have breakfast or we'll be late.

Armaan turned around and tugged at shilpa's hand: you're forgetting something

Shilpa rolled her eyes: I'm not!

Armaan leaned close and nipped at her ear making shilpa squirm: Happy Anniversary!!

Shilpa stilled and pulled back to look at his face: you remembered?

Armaan grinned: how can I forget? But you did

In response shilpa tugged at his hand dragging him out of the bedroom to walkdown to the dinning room where the smell of a freshly baked chocolate cake wafted. Shilpa walked in ahead and then turned to face him: HAPPY 1^ST ANNIVERSARY!

Armaan took in her smile and then the cake: you remembered!

Shilpa smiled: how can I forget?

Armaan walked up to her and looked down at the cake: you baked it yourself, when?

Shilpa shrugged: I woke up a bit early (when armaan looked at her in surprise) its my gift to you!

Armaan looked at his wife's face and couldn't imagine life without her, feeling the love he felt for her fill his heart and mind armaan wrapped his arms around her. Shilpa returned his embrace burrowing closer she closed her eyes but whispered: you know we'll get late (but made no move to step out of his arms)

Armaan felt his skin too tight as he felt his feelings too much for his body to contain pressing a kiss to the side of his face: I want to ask you something (in response shilpa sighed as she gave him better access to her neck for his kisses)

Armaan kissed his way forward from her neck to her mouth and then against her lips asked: Marry me?

Shilpa smiled with her eyes closed wrapping her arms around her husbands neck she opened her eyes: you're getting forgetful, we're already married.

Armaan seriously: I haven't forgotten but even after an year has passed my feelings haven't changed. I still love you the same maybe even more and today I want you even more. I want to marry you all over again. So Shilpa I'm asking you will you marry me,

Shilpa stood there with a hand pressed against her heart amazed at her fate that she had a man so completely in love with her. She couldn't remember a time she didn't want to be with Armaan and to have him feel the same and judging from the way he had asked her marry him again she was truly blessed.

Shilpa took a tremulous breath: yes! but I have one condition promise to love me like this always.

Armaan pressed a kiss to the centre of her palm and then her wrist: I promise!

Shilpa flung herself at him wrapping her arms around him unwilling to let him go: this is the best anniversary gift ever! (when her gaze landed on the clock) but we are getting late we need to go.

Armaan pulled back and smiled at him: my practical shilpa what will I do without you, come lets go.

They got into the car as he started the car armaan: so I'll pick you at 7 in the evening.

Shilpa smiled at him: yes! What then?

Armaan looked at her with a slow smile: then we get married

All too soon they had reached the hospital where shilpa worked as an intern, getting out of the car she leaned back into the window: I'll be waiting!

They got married again that evening, as eager and nervous as they were when they got married an year back.

Shilpa kneaded her forehead as the headache brewing behind her eyes threatened to burst her head. She twisted her long hair into a French chignon and then stared back at her reflection. Her eyes looked strained there was a pinched look around her mouth. She grimaced looking at herself taking in the pallor of her face and picked up eye shadow to brighten her eyes.

Armaan walked into the bedroom and saw her applying makeup unaware of his presence. He took in her tired eyes and the frown that marred her expression. Anger once again surged inside him and he spoke harshly: why don't you just forget it! (he knew she was overworked)

Shilpa stilled in the act of applying the eyeshadow taking in his hard expression hurt lancing through her making her hurt all over: and have you throw it at me no thanks I'll be done in a minute.

Armaan felt her words cut at him and stalked out of the bedroom to pace in the lounge. He turned to face the wall which was covered with pictures. He stopped and stared at the photographs taking the picture of their first anniversary that was 5 years back. There was a picture of each anniversary, he had kept his promise of asking shilpa to marry him. Each year they had renewed their vows getting married in a quiet ceremony. But as the years passed strain had also entered as life became a little more complicated. They had both grown in their respective professions making time for one another a little more difficult. Even then they had managed to make a go of things till shilpa had a miscarriage.

It had been a surprise the pregnancy first as they had not been actually trying to get pregnant and then a terrible shock as she lost the baby a little more than a 2 weeks after she found out. Two weeks when the news had become a reality for them, had become their baby.

Like the news the miscarriage was also sudden, the doctors had declared shilpa healthy and that miscarriages happen. Shilpa's hand shook as she applied the last coat of lipstick as pain from armaan's behavior made her feel sick. She pressed a hand to her stomach feeling the emptiness as tears pricked at her eyes. She felt alone as she had since she had miscarried, for the first time armaan had left her alone. They had stopped talking and when they did it was usually cutting and mean.

The problems had started even before the miscarriage, even though they have grown in their professions but those professions had pushed them apart.

Armaan closed his eyes against the remembered pain he had seen in shilpa's eyes against his words. Everyday he could see her moving farther away from him, everyday he could see her overwork herself. She had lost weight her eyes looked tired always the dark shadows a proof of sleepless nights.

Shilpa walked out and saw armaan standing in front of the photos her heart broke as she took in his slumped shoulders. Her heart broke as she saw him look so dejected she wanted to go upto him and wrap her arms around him and share the pain they both felt. She walked right upto him hesitatingly placed her hand on his shoulder: Armaan!

Armaan stiffened at her touch unable to turn around and face her accept the comfort she offered he shrugged her hand away: we are late enough, lets go!

Shilpa felt his rejection of her touch as a slap, she walked behind him as if in a trance. The drive to the venue of the party was quite filled with all the things they were not saying to one another. Once at the party they mingled together showing a united front, they smiled and chatted with couples. Shilpa felt her smile go brittle as she felt the stiffness in armaan's body standing behind her.

Armaan couldn't keep his eyes from following shilpa as she walked away to meet some colleagues. He admired the grace with which she walked and felt the loss of her at his side. He was lost in her memories when he realized the couple he was talking to was speaking to him: I must say we are so impressed by your wife, it's a wonder how she manages to be successful at her job and also be a great hostess to your parties (the husband clapped armaan on the shoulder as he spoke)

Wife: believe me its not easy for me to say this but she is a great woman, the woman she carries herself as a wife and as an individual, you must be so proud of her armaan.

Armaan looked at shilpa talking to a woman and felt the words echo in his head: proud of her.

Shilpa took a deep breath trying to think of something other than armaan but was not so lucky as the woman infront of her was interested in talking about armaan: you are so lucky shilpa! Your husband is a total dream, so yummy looking!

Shilpa smiled: he is!

Woman: seriously besides being obviously good looking he is totally in love with you, I'm so jealous!(shilpa continued smile trying to hide the sadness and hurt that woman's words evoked) seriously the way his eyes follow you(the woman sighed)

Another woman joined them: plus he is so confident and proud of your achievements, we all know how guys can be threatened by their wives professional success but armaan here is so supportive.

Shilpa wanted to cry she looked back at armaan taking in his profile not understanding his silence.

The woman talking to armaan tugged at his arm: just look at the love that shines in her eyes for you armaan, you are so lucky. Both of you

Armaan turned and got caught in shilpa's gaze not sure how to turn away he continued to look into her eyes. Shilpa felt pulled without her even realizing she was moving towards armaan and to her surprise armaan also walked towards her. They met in the middle of the room and stood looking into each other eyes without saying a word.

Someone pushed past shilpa jostling her so that armaan held her against him to keep her from falling. Shilpa felt her heart beat wildly at his touch, she felt close to tears as after so many days he held her after so many days and nights of loneliness.

Armaan wanted to hold her trembling body close feeling the emptiness he felt inside him lessening just by her nearness. He took a step back and looked at the sheen of moisture that covered her eyes, he felt her fingers instinctively clutch his arms but then loosened.

Soon they left for home but once back the silence again stretched between them. Both spent the night thinking about all that had happened the night before, all that they had lost in the last month and all the differences they had let creep into their relationship.

In the morning shilpa was getting ready when her gaze landed on the calendar giving a painful twist to her heart as she looked at the date. It was their wedding anniversary in all that had happened all the hurt that they had caused one another they had actually forgotten their anniversary. Shilpa stood staring at the calendar remembering all the previous anniversaries where armaan every year had asked her to marry him. Shilpa stifled a sob as she acknowledged that she was scared that armaan might actually ask for a divorce.

Armaan stared at his mobile screen as he recognized the date of his anniversary. He remembered all the promises he had made to her and himself each year. He closed his eyes against the reality that he had forgotten those promises, promise to love her always to be with her through thick and thin, in good times and bad times.

He realized that he had led others dictate his relationship with his wife, not only his wife but his best friend in the entire world. He realized that he had stopped talking to shilpa like his best friend and let insecurities which had never featured in their relationship before fester and grow to such an extent that they had stopped talking.

Shilpa wrapped her arms around her middle feeling lost and alone, she wanted her armaan back, her best friend, her lover, her husband. She always knew that she didn't need anyone else as long as she had armaan with her. She knew she had let things deteriorate she had let distances come between them instead of talking about what was bothering both of them. She dragged in a breath trying to loosen the band around her lungs.

She turned around as she heard a sound behind her and saw armaan standing in the doorway. Armaan stood feeling scared that she will reject him but the fear that he will lose her even if he didn't talk to her. Shilpa swallowed the lump in her throat and spoke: do you need something?

Armaan opened his mouth but then closed it not sure how to respond and shook his head in negative. He was turning away when he saw shilpa's disappointed expression the way she bit down on her bottom giving a hint to how much she was hurting.

Armaan turned back and spoke taking shilpa by surprise: I want to ask you a question.

Shilpa looked up at him her heart breaking as she had lost all hope: what?

Armaan with the width of the room between them asked: will you marry me?

Shilpa wasn't sure she heard correctly: excuse me!

Armaan with his eyes blazing with emotions: no! I asked you a question shilpa, will you marry me?

Shilpa felt her ears ringing as she looked at armaan: I don't understand!

Armaan took a step towards her then another till he was standing infront of her, making her look up into his eyes: I asked you a simple question, will you marry me?

Shilpa felt a sob rising in her throat trying to swallow it she croaked: why? After everything why?

Armaan took a step closer crowding her making her step back and bumping into the wall: because I want my life with you, my best friend, my first and only love.

Shilpa felt something broke lose in her she would've crumpled to the floor but armaan got hold of her hauled her up against his chest holding her close.

Armaan whispered brokenly: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I left you alone,(when shilpa started to cry hot tears pouring down her face, armaan lifted her in his arms and sat on the bed cradling her) I love you! I love you!(he continued to whisper the words to her making shilpa cry harder)

Seeing her cry, sensing her anguish armaan whispered: don't! don't cry shilpa! I cant see you like this, your tears are tearing me apart!

Shilpa tried to stop crying, her breath coming out in harsh pants as she tried to control the sobs: I'm ok!

Armaan couldn't help it tears formed in his eyes as she tried valiantly to stop crying only to avoid causing him more pain. Armaan pressed his lips to her cheeks, her eyes: I don't deserve you! But I love you so much shilpa I have hurt you so much.

Shilpa looked at armaan and saw the return of her best friend: I hurt you too, armaan! But I never intended to hurt you, I love you!

Armaan lifted her hand and pressed a kiss to her palm: I know I didn't show but I never blamed you for the miscarriage and I know I left you alone when you needed me the most.

Shilpa willed herself not to cry: it hurt armaan! It hurt more than anything else in the world. First losing our baby and then afterwards it was like losing you. My whole world went dark.

Armaan crushed her to him: you can never lose me! Don't you know there is no other place I want to be, and god willing we'll have more babies with your eyes and smile. And we'll spoil them rotten (making shilpa burst into tears again)

Armaan gently wiped our tears: no more tears shilpa it is time to look forward and start new. We both were so use to one another that we had started to take each other for granted, we had started to take our relationship for granted but not anymore. So can you forgive me shilpa?

Shilpa loved at the only man she had ever loved: there is nothing to forgive, but if you are asking for forgiveness then can you forgive me?

Armaan smiled: always!

Shilpa: if you can forgive me then so can i.

Armaan grasped her chin looking into her eyes: do you love me?

Shilpa startled at the question: do you still need to ask armaan? There is no one else for me, I love you with every fibre of my being.

Armaan trembled feeling humbled by her love: then I have only one thing to ask, will you marry me shilpa?

Shilpa looked into his eyes and saw all the love, the hurt they both had shared and answered simply: yes!

Armaan: don't you want to think about it?

Shilpa shook her head: nothing has changed for me armaan, if possible I love you more coz you are no longer the boy I fell in love with. You are a man, my man who has loved me but who has also hurt me and whom I have also hurt but by some miracle of god you still love me. And I know that as long as I live I will always love you.

Armaan pressed a kiss to her forehead, her chin, her nose and then finally on her lips: lets get married!

Shilpa wrapped her arms around him gently nipping at his lips: later!

Armaan chuckled: I think the honeymoon is suppose to happen after the wedding.

Shilpa pouted making armaan give her a quick kiss: when do we get married?

Armaan smiled slowly: now!

And they did, not only that year but every year after a small private ceremony to renew their vows and to remember what they had almost lost. What do you think they did on their 25^th anniversary?

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Beautiful os dii loved it i hope both realized their mistakes such a lovely ending n thanks for the pm diii :)

really amazing...

that was very cute love story and thanks for the pm

beautiful is the only word i have after reading this OS 😳 the phases which come in every couple's life and hw arsh faced them with their love getting stronger was beautiful 😳 bless...

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