[YOUTUBE]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4WB5y4DAcKE[/YOUTUBE]
"He always use to get annoyed with that wind chimes ... hume bohot pasand hai unhe chiddana"
He heard her sweet voice greeting him as soon as he entered her room. He turned to look at the wind chime hanging above the door, chiming away. His lips stretched into a small smile. And yet again the day started with his talk. Shaking his head, he again turned to look at the beautiful woman sitting on the bed. Walking towards her, he forwarded his hand. And like everyday, she took his hand with a beautiful smile playing on her lips. Helping her stand, he took a moment to look at her. Wearing a blue maxi with a blazer, she looked beautiful and fragile . Her black hair fanning her alabaster cheeks. Her sweet face glowed, but dark patches visible under her eyes, giving away the story of her sleepless nights. But the spark in her eyes was still there- the hope, faith, the undying love. It was so strong that now he, too, has started believing her. What is this girl doing to him? She is luring him in her belief, and he is allowing her. She, with her words, touches the chords which he never knew existed. He stared in her lovely eyes. And this happens only when ...
"What are you thinking?"
Her voice reached him, breaking his reverie. He shook his head and smiled at her.
"Nothing...come on.." he took her elbow and started towards the poolside.
She smiled as she looked at the roses."He loves his garden, so I have to look after it, else he will be very angry. And when he is angry..." She feigned a shudder. " ...he is very scary" she giggled, the melodious voice ringing in the air like a soothing melody.
He smiled at her, but sadness lingered in his eyes. " And what if he is never back to see how well kept his garden is?" He hated himself for stealing the smile from her lips, but he had to ask.
She stared at him for few seconds before the smile was back on her lips. "He will. You will see...I can feel him ...He is out there somewhere, just not in front of me"
And just like that, the hope, the faith, the conviction in her voice made him question- who was living a delusion? The entire world for questioning her belief? Or she for challenging the world with her belief?
"And that's why I keep saying, don't fall in love with me..He is very possessive" and she laughed again, lightening the atmosphere instantly.
He shook his head and smiled at her. "Dil par kisi ka zor nahi, beautiful. Gir ta hai toh girne do, hum sambhal lenge" he winked at her, making her giggle more.
He stared at her as she collected the rain drops in her palms and splashed it on her face. The rain drops traveled from her cheeks to her jaw. Some strands stuck to her cheek, enhancing her beauty further. She is so beautiful. His heart sang. But she is not yours- his mind reminded him. He smiled and shoved himself off the wall.
"If I am not wrong, the rain too has some story to be told?" He said, making her turn to look at him.
She smiled. "Yes...it has " she said and closed her eyes. " I had just started working for him, but he didn't liked me. He hated me. So he made me wait in the parking lot, under heavy rain. So that I can give up and quit the job. I was standing there, so dark, shivering. And then I saw a car heading towards me, and the next thing I knew, I was in his protective arms, his warm eyes staring down at me" she opened her eyes. " That's my rain story" she giggled and again turned to play with the rain drops.
"The way you were reciting, it felt like it's some romantic memory?"
Khushi turned her head to look at him. " It was, didn't you felt? Me, him, romance. Every moment with him is romance..." she again closed her eyes and moved her face forward, allowing the rain to wet her face. "Just beautiful ..."
He looked at her as she combed through the rose bushes, her red dress flying behind her. She lives him every second, in every thing. He don't know how she does that, but she does. Every moment of her life, she feels him. First he had termed it as madness, but this is not madness, this is beyond that- this is love.
" This is his Mamma's garden. This place is very special to him. He had brought me here" She turned to look at him. " ..to apologize ...he went to his knees and apologized for everything. Imagine the great laad governor on his knees, apologizing to me" she laughed. " I love him...I love you, laad governor ..." she said, opening her arms and twirling around. "Ouch.."
"Careful" he ran towards her and held her by her shoulder. "What happened?" His confused eyes looked at her.
"The baby kicked ...he kicked" she smiled, touching her babybumb. "Hey Devi Maiya, he kicked"
And for the first time in the last few months he has known her, he saw her eyes brim with tears. He swallowed.
"Is it paining?"
"No!"
His hand stopped mid way, which had lifted to touch her swollen belly.
"Don't touch ..don't touch ...He should be the first one to feel the baby ...don't touch "
She stepped back and turned, walking towards the car.
He felt an irritation bubble inside him- anger. How long is it going to be like this? How long is she going to live in the illusion which she has created. There has to be a limit to everything. This madness needs to stop.
"I love you..." he said as he settled behind the wheel.
She tilted her face to look at him, her face giving away nothing.
"And now I want you to accept my proposal" he looked at her. "Marry me ..."
" I am already in love and married.." was her only reply.
"For God sake stop this madness! Your family has accepted the truth, why can't you? Your family wants you to get married...please marry me..."
"My family knows nothing...The can believe whatever they want, but I won't. He will be back, you will see.."
"God! I am tired of listening that. When? When, dammit?! If he is out there somewhere, then why isn't he coming? Why is he subjecting you to this misery? Why?"
She rested her trembling hand against her damp forehead. " I don't know...I don't know anything.. ..I just know that he will come...He will. .."
With a frustrated groan he pinned her to the seat and looked at her trembling form. " Stop it ...stop all these please ...You are just hurting yourself, your baby and your family. I love you ...I really do ... don't deny yourself this happiness please..."
She shook her head. " No ...I love him...he will come ...he will ..."
He rested his forehead against hers. " Please" he pleaded.
She lifted her trembling hand to cup his face. " No...don't do these... please... We are friends ...very good friends ...But I love only him ...Noone believes me, but you do ...I can see that in your eyes...Don't take this away from me...believe me.."
He moved back and leaned in his seat. As some seconds passed in silence, he tilted his head to look at her. "I am sorry ..." he took her hand in his. " I will be always there for you...no matter what...till... till you want me to be with you... till he is back..." and the smile she bestowed on him was worth everything.
His steps halted as he saw her stop in her track. "What happened?" he asked, confused.
"He is there, Armaan he is there ..." and as if someone had whisked life in a dead, she sprinted towards the house.
"Careful ..." he ran after her, his heart thudded inside his chest. Is...is he really back? With a mixed feeling churning inside him, he entered the house. And the scene he witnessed squeezed his heart painfully.
"You are here ...Hey Devi Maiya! You are back. I knew you will be back. Nobody believed me , no one, Arnav ji ..." she sobbed, hugging him close to her heart. "They thought I am mad...I knew you will come ... Our heartbeat is one, right ... We know ... they will never understand that ...never..."
"Shh.." he pulled back and cupped her face. "Shh...Khushi ...I know ...I am here...I am back ...I am so sorry ...Shh..." he showered her face with kisses. "Shhh..."
"You are here... You are..." she looked at her family. "See Di, Nani ... see he is back, you all never believed me ...but see ...He is here , he came for me..."
Her family nodded at her, happy tears streaming down their faces.
"Yes, I came for you ...I am so sorry, Khushi ...I am so sorry ...After the accident, everything was so vague ... It took a while to remember everything ...I am so sorry for making you wait, Khushi ..I am so sorry..." he kissed her forehead and took her in his arms. "I love you ..I am so sorry ..." He apologized again and again. He can't imagine how she would have managed without him. He couldn't have made it if he was in her place.
"I am so happy ... Please ...please don't you ever do this to me again ...Please ..."
"Never, Khushi ...never ...I promise..."
Khushi pulled back and looked at him. "I ...I want you to meet someone ... the only one who believed me ..." Khusi turned to look at him. She took Arnav's hand and walked towards him. "Armaan, see he is here ... I told you , see..."
Armaan looked at the man in front of him. "Hello, Mr.Raizada. "
Arnav took his hand in a handshake. "Hi.."
"He is my friend, Arnav ji .. He was there to listen my crazy talks..."
Arnav smiled and looked at Khushi's friend. "Thank you ..Thank you very much for being there for my Khushi..."
Armaan smiled "My pleasure ... It was great being in the company of Khushi "
Khushi's smile faltered, she looked in his eyes. In her happiness she forgot he had just confessed his love for her.
Armaan smiled at her, understanding her plight. Taking a step forward, he took her hand in his. "Heart has fallen ... main sambhal lunga.." he leaned and whispered to her ear, making her giggle. "Bye .. Now you have your laad governor to listen to your crazy talks, I am no longer needed here ..."
Khushi gave him a small smile. Standing on her toes, she kissed his cheek. "Thank you ...thank you for everything, Armaan..."
"You are most welcome, beautiful .." and with that, he turned and left.
"He is a very good friend, Khushi?" Arnav asked as they started towards their room, his hand coiled around her waist and resting on her swollen belly, caressing it softly.
"Yes.." Khushi nodded her head. "Very good friend..."
Just whatever came to my mind while listening the above song 😆 Hope you all liked it ..
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