**
On their fourth day in Shimla, Raj wakes up to find Naina sitting on the bed looking down at him, softly humming a song as she combs her wet hair. Sitting up, he stretches, yawns, and then grabs her hand playfully, taking the comb away from her.
"Why are you awake so early?" he tells her, "Usually I'm the first one to wake up."
Naina smiles at this, trying to get her comb back only to have him hide it behind his back. "I'm used to waking up early now from the routine at the academy, it's difficult to break that routine now."
"But still, I have no idea how I didn't wake up when you got out of the bed." He tells her, now twirling the comb around in his hands.
"Well it's possible that you were quite tired," Naina suggests, "After all…" and she starts blushing again.
All Raj can do is gaze at her, because she's at her most beautiful when she's blushing, a shy smile on her lips and colour in her cheeks.
Unable to resist, he leans forward to kiss those lips, gently caressing them with his own, then reaches out and pulls her into his arms so that she's now sitting in his lap, her arms around his neck. Leaning forward he nuzzles her neck softly, rubbing his cheek against it, and then sighs a bit dramatically.
"What is it?" Naina asks him at the sigh, slightly worried.
"I was just thinking that if I had tried romancing you when we first met…. Then we could have had a whole two years of this by now." Raj tells her, "What an idiot I was…"
"You weren't an idiot," Naina tells him laughing, "Or else we both were. Even I should've done something, talked to you on the phone sometimes…"
"I was the one who was never brave enough to ask to talk to you." Raj says wistfully, "I should've come to visit, even if it was just once, but I kept convincing myself that maybe you didn't want me to, that you were unhappy with our marriage…"
"That was definitely my fault." Naina told him, "I could've written to you, talked to you, explained how I really felt about it. The whole time the both of us were fearing what the other thought without bothering to find out."
They laugh at this, and Raj gazes at her a little wistfully, as if thinking of the years he could've already had with her if he'd only been braver.
Leaning forward, he kisses her again, applying more pressure to her bottom lip until he feels her sigh, then kissing her neck, her shoulder… and trying to push her kurta further down her shoulder in order to access more of her skin.
"You're going to mess up my clothes," she murmurs to him, half in a daze already, "And my hair too…"
"Your clothes will only get messed up if you keep them on," he tells her seriously, "As for your hair, I'll comb it myself."
And with logic like that, how can Naina refuse?
**
And so quite awhile later, when they're both finally dressed again, he combs out her hair gently, loving the feeling of it between his fingers.
"Your hair is so soft," he tells her, before bringing a handful of it up to his face to smell it, "And it smells great too."
Naina laughs at this, "Do you want me to recommend you some shampoo?" she teases him.
"No," Raj tells her, "Just let me keep combing your hair and I'll be happy."
It takes him a good deal longer to finish than it should, but Naina doesn't mind, loving the feeling of his hands combing her hair, gentle and sure. When he's done, she turns around to give him a quick peck on the lips before getting up.
"Shall we go out now?" she asks him, "It's almost lunch time and we haven't even left the room…"
"If you want to go then I think we should go right now," Raj tells her, "Because otherwise…"
Blushing, she grabs his hand and takes him towards the door, not allowing him to finish the sentence.
"Tum bhi na…" she tells him sounding slightly embarrassed, and Raj struggles not to smile.
"Alright then, let's go and do some more sightseeing." He tells her, "If we don't get some more photos then everybody really will think we spent our whole honeymoon in the room."
He grabs the camera and they make their way out, holding hands.
Today they make their way towards Summer Hill, walking the five kilometre distance slowly, sometimes in silence and sometimes chatting. When they arrive the place is so serene that neither feels like talking, instead wanting to simply take in the scenery. They visit the house where Gandhi once stayed before continuing to roam around, occasionally stopping to take photos.
Naina grows embarrassed by Raj insisting on taking as many of her as possible, making him give her the camera instead so that she can take some of him. Afterwards they continue walking slowly to Chadwick Falls, where they sit for awhile to watch the waterfall.
Both of them take their shoes off, enjoying sitting on the ground in the sunlight, just enjoying the peace and quiet. Lying down, Raj places his head in Naina's lap, and she begins to stroke his hair slowly, amazed at how peaceful she can feel simply by sitting in this position with him.
"Do we really have to go back?" Naina asks, "We could just stay here… it's such a beautiful place."
"Unfortunately we do have to go back," Raj tells her, taking one of her hands, bringing it to his lips and kissing it, "But I'll do my best to try to take you for holidays more often."
"I would like that," Naina admits, "And you know I've always liked traveling, I won't mind moving around with you from base to base on your postings."
"Good," Raj tells her, "Because otherwise I would probably be court martialled for running away to meet you."
Naina can't possibly describe how this sentence makes her feel, because he's the sweetest husband that anybody could ever want. She'll spend the rest of her life with him happy and trying to make him as happy as she feels.
**
At the academy, somebody was not so happy. In fact Yudi had begun worrying that any moment now, Ali might finally lose his patience and punch Huda, something that he had been tempted to do himself on many occasions. Their Jat friend has continued to flirt with Pooja on every occasion possible, and even Pooja is starting to look very sick of it, turning to her friends for help.
"Don't ask me for any," Sherry tells her straight out, "This is like a holiday for me. Let me enjoy at least a few days without him targeting me."
"But I'm worried that these constant missed calls of his are going to drive away my true connection." Pooja told Sherry, "What if Ali thinks there's something really going on and…"
"Don't worry Pooja, Ali isn't an idiot." Sherry tells her, "He might be a fool sometimes… but he's definitely not an idiot. He can see for himself that you're not encouraging Huda."
"Well then why isn't he doing anything about it?" Pooja asked, obviously frustrated by the situation, "Can't he tell him something, or at least tell me something…"
"Pooja, I think that the very sad fact, is that if anything is going to be done, you're the one who's going to have to do it." Sherry tells her, "Ali is going to be trying to work up the courage to propose to you until he's about fifty years old."
"Well… I suppose that if Ranjha won't come to Heer, Heer can always go to Ranjha." Pooja said thoughtfully, "What difference does it make who the person is that makes the call, as long as we're connected?"
"Exactly," Sherry tells her, "Now go and do it right now before you lose the courage."
"I will!" Pooja declares, "I'll do it right this instant!"
And with a determined look on her face, she marched off to find Ali, almost knocking Yudi over in the process as he came around the corner.
"What's up with Pooja?" Yudi asked Sherry, "Is she running away from Huda again?"
"Nope, she's running towards her Ranjha." Sherry told him, "All the best to Ali, because I don't think there's anyway she'll take no for an answer today."
**
Finally tracking Ali down in the library, Pooja made a motion for him to join her outside, which he did, laying his book down quickly and then following her to a more secluded spot.
"What is it, Pooja?" he asks her, worried. "Did you need me for something?"
"Look, Ali, don't pretend." Pooja told him, sounding a bit upset, "All of this time Huda has been flirting with me and you haven't done anything about it. Now tell me right now, do you like me or not?"
Ali looked shocked at her phrasing the question so straight forwardly, and turned red, stuttering slightly as he replied. "Pooja… I mean… I… you… I…"
"Just tell me yes or no, Ali!" Pooja told him in a no nonsense tone, "Because I have been waiting and waiting, and…"
"Yes!" Ali yelled suddenly, "Yes I do!" And then abruptly shut up as if surprised with himself for saying it.
Pooja squealed in delight and threw her arms around him, hugging him tightly. "Oh I knew you did!" she told him happily, "You were just having some trouble making the call… I'm so glad that today we've finally made a connection!"
"Then you… you also…?" Ali asked her shyly, unable to say anything else.
"Of course I do!" Pooja tells him, "I've deleted the unwanted caller from my phonebook, and now I know who it is that my network should be connected to. Trust me Ali, I honestly like you a lot."
Hearing this, he hugged her briefly in happiness before stopping, blushing and looking around to see if anybody had spotted them."
"Haiiiii, you're so shy, my Ranjha." Pooja commented a dreamy look on her face, "Now next time that Jat makes any unwanted calls you can tell him that my number has now been removed from the listings."
Ali nods at this, looking serious, and she goes to take his hand wanting to walk back that way together to the academy. Seeing his reluctance to display any affecting publicly, she sighs and decides that she won't force him to.
After all, she's already gotten a lot out of him for one day.
**
Abhi is walking down the hallway when he sees Sherry and Pooja laughing about something, exchanging a high five, and he smiles to see them both looking so happy. While Pooja is usually cheerful it's the first time he's seen Sherry like this, and her smile lights up her whole face, making her look like a different girl altogether.
As he approaches, they both stop laughing, although Sherry continues to look amused, Pooja now looks a little embarrassed.
"It's good to see you both looking so happy," he tells them cheerfully, "I hope I'll always be able to see you this way."
"Yes Sir… I mean… now you will… I mean…" and blushing, Pooja ran away.
"What happened to her?" Abhi asked, now thoroughly confused.
"Well common sense finally happened to her and Ali, and they are now very happily although very shyly a couple." Sherry informs him, still smiling. Because really, she is happy for them both. They're perfect for each other, anybody would be able to see it, and at least somebody in this world should get some happiness.
Abhi smiles at this, "Well it's about time," he tells her, "I've been watching those two for ages and they make a good pair. It's funny the way things work out," he continues, "If somebody didn't know the two of them they wouldn't believe that they could fall in love. But it works out like that often, look at Raj and Naina's case…"
Sherry nods, still smiling and then suddenly her expression becomes serious. "I've been meaning to ask you something…" she tells him, "You can answer it however you like, but if you're honest, then I would appreciate it."
"Ask me," Abhi tells her, "You know you can ask me anything."
"Then tell me, if you had been in Bhaiyya's place, if you had been the one to visit Naina's family and been asked to marry her, what would you have done?"
Sherry watches him, an air of expectation around her. Somehow Abhi feels that the answer to this question is important, that it might mean a lot to her, but he has no idea why.
"I've never even thought about it before… never considered it." He tells her honestly, "And to be truthful, I'm glad that it wasn't me, not only because Raj and Naina are perfect for each other, but also because I don't know if I could've done what he did."
Sherry nods at this, almost as if she had expected it, but her expression changes ever so slightly, a strange look coming into her eyes.
"Raj made the decision on the spur of the moment…" Abhi tells her, "And perhaps it was easier because he wasn't answerable to anyone. I would've helped Naina's family in whatever way I could've supported them, but to marry her… I would've had to think of the effect on my family, on Balmehr…"
"Because of who Naina was…" Sherry remarks quietly, "Because she…"
"Yes," Abhi admits, almost ashamed to say it. "What Raj did took a lot of courage… and I'm not sure whether I would've had the courage to do the same thing or not."
And as Sherry looks at him, he sees her face fall for a moment, a look in her eyes that he's seen before, when she's been particularly upset about something. Then she covers it up quickly, and a wry smile appears on her face, almost as if she's laughing at herself.
"I've disappointed you, haven't I?" Abhi asks her quietly, "I wish that the answer was something different, but I wanted to be honest."
"No, you haven't disappointed me." Sherry tells him, the same sad smile still on her face, "I'm glad that you were honest, it was the answer that I needed to hear."
She looks at him for a moment as he stands there staring at her, confused by the rapid change in her behaviour, and then with a slight shake of her head she leaves him standing in the corridor.
He knows that he's failed her in some way, but he has no idea how.
And somehow he thinks that it won't be so easy to fix this, especially when he has no idea what it is that's broken.
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