Kuch Nahi... Bas Yunhi
Part 2
Before massaging the shampoo into my scalp, my eyes fell upon the modest diamond ring on my finger that smiled at me. As I took it off to wash my hair, I let the warm water of the shower send me off into the world of memories we created.
I swear I could have killed him, first he calls me over sayings it's important as hell making me rush over in my night shorts and tank, hair barely done, and glasses on. And then he disappears.
"Sharon," I heard his voice echo about the room.
I tried not to swoon and maintain my anger, although his baritone voice was making it harder than what I could handle.
"It's about time y-" I started only to be cut off by his sight.
He was in grey knitted shirt covered with a white blazer and matching white dress pants. Hell, get him a sword and some armor and he'd literally be my knight in shining armor. I mentally tried to get in touch with my mouth telling it to stop drooling.
"Swayam it's 2 in the morning, why are you dressed... all fancy?"
He just responded with a chuckle before he gathered my face into his hands, and pressed a kiss to my forehead.
His hand lingered down my arms to my hands, as he brought them near his lips for a gentlemanly kiss.
It was almost impossible to not gush like a teenager.
And then... he knelt down.
No... No, no no no NO! NO WAY. This isn't real. This can't be real life. Nope I'm dreaming, that's it, I'm dreaming I concluded in my head. I didn't even notice the first tears which began to stream down my cheeks, all I saw was him kneeling down in front of me.
He saw how shaken and shocked I was, but he still continued.
"Sharon," he began and that was it, I couldn't even wait for him to get to the second word to start completely and audibly bawling my eyes out. He smiled in awe of the sight, as I firmly held onto his hand that was already holding mine.
He pulled a blue velvet box out and that's all it took for me to break down. It was an unusual sight, I was standing there in the middle of his house in my oily messed up hair and glasses not to mention my tank and night shorts, crying louder than a baby, at 2 am with the love of my life proposing to me.
He opened the box to reveal the a simple, modest, yet exceedingly elegant ring, "I really don't know if what I'm doing is the right thing or not, I don't know if it's too early, if this decision was too hasty, I don't know anything. But I do know that I want to cheer you on at your every performance for the rest of your life and I want you to be in the front row for all of mine. I want to fight with you just to have you come pacify me, although it's usually me who does that... even if I'm not wrong," he started going off in a tangent as I glared still sobbing silently to which he just smiled.
"I want to make my mistakes with you, I want to go through the ups and downs of life knowing that no matter what, at the end of the day I still have you to love. I love you, but that's just not enough now. I'm greedy and I want a forever with you to love." He started, his every world depicting reality, nothing too far-fetched, his words were simply just a reflection of the thing I loved most... his heart. "I can't promise you the world Sharon," he whispered to my soul, "...but I can promise you that you'll be the center of mine." He took a deep breath, as my chest tightened, this was the moment, "Will you make me the luckiest man in the world and mar-"
I fell to the ground right there in front of him on my knees, I couldn't handle the overwhelming emotions anymore. What did I ever do that was so wonderful that god sent me my own angel?
He smiled as I pulled him into a much needed embrace. There was no way I could even sit up at this moment, every limb of my felt like it was going to fall off. This feeling was so consuming yet so comforting. "I love you," was all I could manage after my heart melted into a puddle of emotions. "I love you, I love you, I love you!" I kept repeated cause that's all I could say.
He finished in my ear, "...and allow me the honor of marrying you?"
I broke apart from the hug and still shaking as I nodded and the tears never stopped flooding down even for a second.
He waited for an answer. That idiot.
"Yes," I cried, "Yes! Yes, a million times yes!" I choked out in between my tears, only to see possibly the brightest smile I'd seen in my entire life on his face, and he gently slipped the ring onto my finger, a perfect fit. I was in no position to even think about anything for that matter, all I wanted to do was kiss him and feel his presence. Feel the reality of this moment.
In between the kisses, he tried to say something. But I was in no position to listen, the earth was moving beneath me, I needed him to keep me grounded. Finally he broke apart and pointed towards a camcorder that was recording this entire scene from afar.
"So you have this moment to cherish forever," he explained. "And I will confess it right here, when our kids watch this and laugh at you shaking like Shammi Kapoor, I will shamelessly laugh with them," he said only to receive a glare from me. "Acha ok fine, at least smile once at the camera, for our little angels."
I broke into churlish laughter while still sobbing. He always knew how to make me smile, even when I was in no position to even stand. He was right, I was shaking from anxiousness of the situation, from disbelief that this was all real, and from love that I felt for him.
"But really I heard girl's get all emotional when they are proposed for marriage, but I wasn't expecting the Niagra Falls from you love," he teased but this time I couldn't even glare. I was just too happy.
"I love you," was again all I could manage.
I saw him just kneeling there next to me, fascinated with my face. "What?"
[1] "Kuch nahi..." he responded and then shrugged with a smile, "...bas yunhi."
I turned off the shower, with a smile on my face from the sweet memories. I must have watched the tape over a billion times, and as imperfect as it was, it was still perfect in every way.
I felt like I was burning up, maybe I should take his advice stop with the excessively hot showers.
Wrapping the towel around myself, I opened the door and the sight in front of me dismissed me of my thoughts, entirely.
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I hope you liked it.
Changing this to an SS because it will have more than 3 parts now that I developed the short little story a bit further.
This part has probably made its way into one of my favorite self-written pieces not because I thought I wrote it really well, that's for the readers and critics to decide, but simply because the proposal described is my dream proposal. A little awkward and out of place, but the moment should just be a reflection of our hearts and be captured forever.
Yeah, I don't know I'm one of those weird people of the world lol.
Anyways, I'm shocked I updated within a day (those who know me know I am a very slow updater) I guess the credit goes to SwaRon. Bloody effin love them!
Bye for now,
-Shweta
Edited by -ForeverYours- - 12 years ago
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