Words of Silence: PAGE 202 Oct 25 2006 - Page 70

😃Chapter Thirty Six

But now the chance was gone. Forever.

Christmas Carols played inside the house while Kripa and Angad strolled outside into the garden.

"Can we go on a drive, Kripa?"

"Why?"

"Because I want to." He pulled her back and brought his fingers to her face. "Because I want to be alone with you. Because I love you."

It was so easy, she thought, for him to tell her those three easy words.

"I love you." He repeated them bringing her into his arms. "I love you." His said for the third time.

"Well I guess we can go for a drive. Let me just tell Karan." When she tried to leave him and caught her closer. She looked at him and his finger trailing down her cheek sent chills down her spine. "Or I can text him." She decided kissing his cheek. He wrinkled his nose and fished the keys out of his pocket.

Angad stopped his car at a park. It was empty and deserted. The snow was still on the ground, soft and white. Like a cold blanket. He left the key in the car and turned the music higher. Then walked and opened Kripa's door. She stood, his hand in hers. He pulled her closer and kissed her cheek.

"Are you dancing with me without asking?" Her arms cross around his neck as she stepped closer him.

"Do I have to ask you?" He saw the moon shine through her eyes as she smiled through them.

"It's always nice to ask a lady."

"Maybe, but not you. You're not a lady." Before she could turn away he held her tighter. "You're the most beautiful lady." He leaned into her and kissed the tip of her nose.

"Thank you." She rested her head against his shoulder and pressed herself into him. The music from his car was soft and gentle. Romantic and soothing. "Are you excited?" She spoke against his neck. Her breath was warm, swirling his blood through his body.

"About?" He wrapped his arms around her tighter. They were standing so close. Desires and dreams stung their hearts as they danced slowly, moving in sways.

"Well you are getting married." She was startled when he jerked her away. However his arms were still around her. "Don't get angry, ok imagine that you're getting married with me, not Amna. How do you feel?" She pulled him closer, just a breath away.

"Well in that case I'm on top of the world. I was to yell and scream and tell everyone that I'm madly in love with the Kripa Kapoor. Doctor Kripa Kapoor."

She giggled.

"I want to run somewhere far, far away from here. Somewhere no one can disturb me with you. I want to go somewhere all I do is hold you close, love you, and tell you all day how important you are to me." His smile softened and his lips curved into a soft smile. "You are very important Kripa." He stopped for a second. "How do you feel?"

"Good." she answered lamely.

He frowned, "Ok. Tell me something. What are some of the most important thing to keep a wife happy? You know I am getting married for the first time."

With Amna, for the first and last time, Kripa thought.

"Small things matter to keep a girl happy, Angad." She stopped dancing and turned around, rubbing her arms. "Small things like telling her in the morning how good she looks despite the fact her eyes are still slightly swollen and her hair's a mess." There was a sadness in her voice that she didn't want Angad to hear but he heard it and felt her pain. While she was still turned around her hugged her from the back.

"And?" His lips rested against her neck, warming her.

"Listen to her when she talks to you. Don't wait to kiss her until you are in your room, locked away, she wants everyone to know you love her. Don't ever have an argument and go to bed angry. Love her there, keep the fights for another time. Kiss her before going to sleep everyday."

"Replace 'she' with 'I' Kripa, and 'her' with 'me.'" He turned her around and looked at her red eyes. "I don't care what I have to do to keep someone else happy. I want to you what I have to do to keep you happy."

She kissed both his cheeks and wrapped her arms around him tightly. "I need you to stay close to me. That all I you have to do to keep me happy."

"That's boring." He frowned and pulled her closer when the wind picked up. "And, it's cold. Let go back in the car." When they were comfortable and cuddly in the back seat Angad told Kripa to continue. "Ok continue with what I have to do to make you happy."

"I just did."

"No. That was boring. I want you to continue with the list."

She laughed, "Your so cute." After pulling his cheek she continued. "Lets see, cuddle while you're watching a movie or T.V. If you go to sleep at twelve sit with her in bed for an hour before that and talk to her. Ask her how her days was. Tell her if you had any problems. Say 'I love you' more than once a day."

"I love you. I love you. I love you." She looked at his grin and kissed his hand.

"Discuss what you want for dinner. Take walks after dinner. Leave your office work at the office. Pamper her once in a while. Get her flowers, help her cook, ask her for a dance randomly. There are so many things Angad. I could continue for hours."

"Then continue."

"You really want your marriage to work out don't you?"

He shrugged, "Maybe."

Kripa couldn't understand what he was trying to tell her. "Don't wait till Friday night to be loving, love her everyday. Sleep holding each other sometimes. This is an important one, after making loving with her hold her, talk to her, pamper her, don't just go to sleep like a loser."

He laughed. "And what if it isn't love?"

"Angad." She sat up and looked at him.

"Kripa do you really think I can marry Amna and live with her happily forever?"

"No I don't think you can. But you made a mistake and she loves you. You can't leave her now, it's to late. You have to love her."

"Will you be able to love again? Tell me Kripa will you be able to marry someone else and keep him happy? Allow him to keep you happy?"

She shrugged. "I've lived almost a decade alone Angad. I'm sure I can live a few more alone. Who said I'm going to live till I'm seventy maybe I won't wake up-"

"Shut-up Kripa. Just shut-up. You're full of pure nonsense."

"Angad I-"

"Shut-up!" He said again. "I don't even understand why I'm in love with a selfish lady like yourself." He turned his face and then got out of the car and slammed the door.

A few minutes later Kripa stepped out and placed a hand on his arm and turned him around. "Angad don't you feel like we are cheating Amna? She trusts us both and we are breaking her trust."

He grabbed her arms and pinned her to the wall. "Then what do you want me to do?" He looked at her and then spoke again. "Maybe we should go home and tell them everything and if Dad doesn't agree I can still go and marry her. But Kripa I promise you if I get married to Amna you also have to get married."

"Angad I can't just get married. I just started practicing. And moreover who is going to want to marry me. I can't cook, I don't want kids, I can't take care of a house. I can't, I won't do anything that will slow me down in my career."

"Then to hell with you! But if I marry Amna you also find yourself someone. I'm not going to walk into hell alone I'll take you with me."

Kripa looked into his hurt eyes that wanted to set free and cry. She saw the anger and heard it as well. But she couldn't be selfish. "You can't make me get married Angad. I'm not going to do anything I don't want to. And, right now I want to go home."

"But Kripa…" His voice softened he wanted to explain to her tell her what she was asking him to do was absolutely impossible.

"No." She held up her hand and stopped him. "This is what we are going to do now. We will go home and tell everyone that we want to be married by the end of January." She saw hope light up in his eyes and she was going to watch it crash as well. "We will behave like it's us getting married but it will be Amna who will sit with you at the altar not me. No one will find out until after the marriage and they will have to accept the marriage and Amna."

"Karan and Faith will hate me Kripa."

"No one will hate you Angad." She touched her hand to his cheek and smiled. "Trust me in a few years you'll thank me for forcing you."

"No." He left her and turned around. "I'll hate you. Kripa you're ruining three lives."

"God damn it I'm not ruining anyone's life. But if you don't marry Amna you'll ruin her life. Your life is in your hands, you can make it or break it. As far as I'm concerned I'm not ruining my life. I'm sure I'll forget everything again. Move on in life, I've done it once and I can do it again."

"Yes I know how quickly you will forget and move on." He jammed his hands in the pocket and allowed the tears to come. Neither one of them spoke for the next few minutes and then went home in silence.

"We want to get married by the end of next month." Dev and Karan looked at Kripa and Angad confused. "What's the point in delaying. It has to be done today or tomorrow."

"Ok but by the end of next month Angad. That's not enough time." Dev sensed something was wrong but couldn't figure out what.

"No. If we can arrange a ball in two weeks you can arrange a marriage in four weeks." Kripa voice was ice-cold and lifeless.

"Ok." Karan placed an arm around Kripa as he knew she was hiding something and so was Angad. "But…"

"No Karan," Dev held up his hand. "If that's what they want that's what they will get."

Kripa and Angad smiled and they all left to tell everyone else about their decision.

The very next day Kiran called over a priest who could read their horoscopes and then decide a date for the marriage.

"Only four things match in their horoscopes, Daughter." The priest looked down at the horoscopes shocked.

Angad and Kripa smiled to themselves half in shock and half in depression. So maybe they weren't even destinied to be together. It made them feel slightly better. It wasn't all them, God was playing an important part in their marriages.

"But they are inseparable." He finished. "I haven't seen something like this in years."

Kripa's and Angad's head snapped up in shock and they looked at each other and then listed.

"They are destined together. Even if god tries to separate them they are bound to be together. But…"

Kripa and Angad sighed and asked, what the 'but' had to do with?

"They will face problems during the beginning of their marriage. Something is a mishap here. Something looks very wrong. Angad is suppose to meet with an accident with in the next year or so. Something that could take his life."

"That's enough." Kripa stood up angry. "I don't believe in this rubbish." She snatched the copies of their horoscopes and ripped them throwing them on the floor. "Nothing is going to happen to Angad."

Angad looked at her in shock. That girl was absolutely crazy.

"Kripa." Kiran tried to stop her but she slammed the door and left.

"I'll see her mom." Angad stood up and went behind her.

"I'm sorry she.."

"No." The priest stopped her. "Her anger was obvious. She was upset about Angad's future. It's natural, she loves him. It was fear I saw in her eyes more than irritation. And I can see the worry on your face to Kiran. I don't know why but I feel like something is wrong. This marriage is lucky for both of them but they both seem like they want to avoid it."

"Kripa." He grabbed her arm and pulled her back. "What the hell was that all about? Don't you have any manners?"

She jerked her hand back and looked at him. "Did you hear what he said? That was nonsense, nothing is going to happen to you."

Angad took a deep breath and then pulled her closer. "Exactly." He cupped her face and kissed her forehead. "Nothing is going to happen to me." When he moved forward to hug her she stopped him by laying a flat hand on his chest. "We have to go talk to Amna."

"Alright, let's go."

"You will go in your car and I will go in mine." She fished her keys out of her pocket and turned towards her car.

They met Amna and her parents and persuaded them for the idea. Amna's parents loved Angad and they knew that Angad would keep Amna happy. And Angad himself knew that he would keep Amna happy because that's what Kripa wanted.

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