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AGAIN,ALWAYS,FOREVER- A ROSID OS BY ROSHNI
From somewhere distant I could hear birds chirping and the faint sound of vehicles also could be heard. I opened my sluggish eyes to start my new day. It is a cold December morning. Fog and mist were painting the atmosphere. I'm really happy and on top of it, the weather is really favoring my mood. Today is a day so special to me. So special that I cannot explain how happy I'm about it. Today is my marriage anniversary; my fifth marriage anniversary. The day when this very special person entered my life. I turned my eyes towards the person sleeping next to me; no almost on me. His eyes are tightly closed, a little smile is playing on his lips and there is an innocence and purity on his face that usually only little children carry. He's my Siddhantji...My man...I don't have words to explain the happiness that brims in me when I claim him to be mine; only mine. I still remember the day we met for the first time. I was so deeply taken in to the miseries of my life created by my own sister by making me replace her on her marriage. My senses were numb and probably that was why I didn't notice that full speed truck moving towards me...It would have been the end of my life, but instead it became a new beginning. Two hands protected me then and it is the same hands which held my hands in his forever. After that incident so much happened that we were forced to take a step that we never wished for. He married me, even without asking permission from me. A decision that shocked me and everyone in fact. It was his responsibility to help his brother unite with his love, but he had no liability to give a life to the legal divorcee of his brother who was barely 18...Yet he did it...He filled the holy red in my hairline which today I wear as my pride..How I should thank you for all these my love? Post marriage, unlike many men he demanded nothing from me, nothing that a man expect from his wife...Instead of being couple we became friends..Yes...we fought a lot...But we could share anything with each other and when time came we were each other's shield. Then love came to his heart and he expressed it to me...I was too tender to perceive that the feelings I had for him; the feelings which made me dare to die for him was love...I broke his heart...But sooner or later, the realization struck me that I'm head over heels in love with the guy who stood by me always; who even came out of his house for me... And I confessed to him making the happiest man in the world...Our love..Our love was as pure as the dew drop on the tender grass tip, as fresh as a cool breeze and as intense as the depths of the sea...But you see, every love story has a painful turnover somewhere...It happened in our life too...And that was in the form of Veeru and Naina...Both of us had literally shed tears of blood when we had to separate from each other though we loved each other to the infinity...months...months had passed without seeing each other...months had passed in pain that was horrible than death..but finally god understood us..He understood that these two; no matter what won't go away from each other..And we united...Yes...there were few more big tests in our life...but to be honest, that was helpful in realizing that those who we thought us ours wasn't ours...Probably, that made me and Siddhantji leave Bharadwaj house forever...Well...I'm not going to remember those bitter memories in this beautiful day...I got to get up...I slowly removed him from me making sure that he doesn't get up... "Roli..." he murmured in his sleep. My eyes brimmed unknowingly when he did so. I got up and placed a little kiss opn his forehead. He wrinkled his forehead and so I just pat his head and went to washroom to fresh up...
Bit later, I came out of the washroom wearing that light green saree which Siddhantji first gifted me...I filled my hairline with the sindoor looking at my Siddhantji's image in the mirror...I remembered the moment he filled my hairline...Lovely memories...I looked at the clock and found that it was 7 and my husband had no idea to get up...my boy loves to sleep and I love to see him sleeping..But now I got to wake him up..i gently shook him by his shoulders..I even called him...no response...Mr. Siddhant Bharadwaj, the sloth of the year award goes to you my hubby...Then I remembered..i got a victorious smile as I got a clear idea of what to do...I used my old strategy to wake him up, yeah..i shook my bangles near his years..hmmm..Almost 4 and a half years..but still the same response..he caught hold of my hands to stop my torture. "What to do you want Roli?" same question too...I thought to give the same answer too... "Wake up Siddhantji...it's seven..." but this time he didn't jump up from the bed like he does always. "It's okay...what's special about today to get up...I got meeting at 11...So I'm gonna sleep at least till 9..." He said and almost turned to the other side...Nothing special!! How can he just say that? Means...he don't remember anything? And he got meeting too...I had lots of plans to do today...Everything spoiled...i felt really sad...But as a last hope I decided to ask him out. "Siddhantji...don't you remember what's special about today?" "Special? What special? I don't remember anything...You know Roli, I'm very bad with dates..." he said. Now I really lost it...He doesn't remember our wedding anniversary. "Go...Cutty..." I said and got up from the bed. But suddenly I felt being pulled back to the bed, no...to someone's chest..Whose you know clearly. "Happy anniversary Mrs. Bharadwaj..." I heard him saying. I looked at him and found that he was having a naughty smile on his face. Siddhantji ...when will you stop your pranks... "Siddhantji...you too..." i said and before I knew, I was under him. "Romantic na..." he asked in a husky voice. I was like...god...this guy... he leaned closer to me and I closed my eyes. Little later I felt his lips pressing to my forehead. I felt really happy at that moment...His every touch on my forehead has protectiveness and pure love in it that any wife would expect from her husband...I opened my eyes and felt him pulling me to his chest. We rested in that position for a while. I could hear the thudding heartbeats from his bare chest. "I love you Roli..." he said so sincerely..I got up from his chest and looked to his eyes. "I love you too Siddhantji..." I too confessed, probably for the millionth time... He smiled and moved to me with that naughty smile which appears when he is all set for romance...
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