Okay! So this was entirely spontaneous, and is unedited.
Just wanted to get the idea out of my head.
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Na kuch pucha
You didn't ask me anything
“Are you okay Imlie?”, he had asked. Just that. “Are you okay?”
It had been her that had tried to scramble around for an explanation. That’s what she did after all, try to provide people with explanations.
It didn’t matter what was happening, it didn’t matter whether it was her doing it, or it was being done to her. At the end of the day, the one giving explanations was always her.
It’s like her brain started to work overtime to provide people with the explanations to actions, it didn’t matter whether those actions were hers or not.
Na kuch manga
You didn't ask for anything
She didn’t really expect anything to change in her relationship with Aryan. She expected this relationship to remain the same as her previous ones were.
How could she ask for anything when she didn’t expect anything from this relationship?
She never could ask for anything, because every time she’s asked for something, the only thing she’s gotten is disappointment.
She’s got hurt, she’s been offered no comfort for the hurt caused.
She’s been insulted, she hasn’t ever been apologised for being insulted ever.
She’s been thrown out of this house, and she’s been invited back into it a little too late.
When she didn’t want to come back.
Tune dil se diya
Jo diya
Whatever you gave was from your heart
She’s never asked for anything, yet her heartstrings tug because of him.
“I trust my wife.”, he had said. “I trust my wife.”
A thing she never expected, a thing she valued beyond anything.
A thing she never asked for, a thing she believed in.
A thing she never had, a thing he offered to her without asking for anything in return.
Her life was surely playing a joke on her.
Na kuch bola
You didn't say anything
He may have said it to rile Aditya up. He may have ulterior motives. He may have wanted to draw parallels between her relationships of the past and the present.
But that wasn’t the only reason now, was it?
It must be true. It must be.
Last night, when Neela had been hurling accusations at her, both Arpita and Narmada had stood up for her.
But he had too.
He had stood up for her, in front of her and declared that there may be many things that may come between them, but a person, never.
A third person.
Something she has always worried about in her past relationship, taken out of the equation in her present relationship.
Just like that.
Na kuch tola
You didn't weigh anything
This was their relationship, and had always been their relationship.
A fifty-fifty partnership.
Yes, they had their fair shares of imbalances.
His calling her worthy of being his wife had irked her. Her having a hold over his mother and sister irritated him.
But, in the end, he went on his knees to help her when she was being stubborn.
And his mother and sister, she was so connected to them because they could see the hold she had over him.
So, the imbalances did matter, but never enough to hurt the other.
Muskura ke diya
Jo diya
Whatever you gave was with a smile
The trust with which he closed the door reminded her of the door he had opened for her once.
Just before they were married, he had opened a door for her. He’d opened the door and let her run away.
No consequences. No repercussions.
Today too, he just smiled before closing the door after them.
Showing her the trust he had in her.
He’s always given her choices. He’s always given her the right to make her decisions. He’s always given her leeway.
How could she ever believe that he wouldn’t give her his trust?
How could she ever believe that he would need explanations?
Tu hi dhoop tu hi chaya
You're the sunshine and shade
He was like the warm rays of sunlight on a cold cold day.
He was like a cold glass of water on a hot summer day.
He was what she needed in any circumstance.
He was what she didn’t even know she needed in a situation.
Tu hi apna paraya
You're my own and a stranger
And now, when he was walking away, she saw that he was the only person to give her trust without ever asking it back from her.
Now, when he was leaving her in the room with a known stranger, it felt like he was abandoning her, as a mere stranger with another.
He’s always been there for her. Even when he wasn’t.
She’s never been there for him. Even when he needed it.
Aur kuch na janu
And I know nothing else
She couldn’t think of the time when he wasn’t by her side. She couldn’t reminisce about the hurt he had caused her in all this fiasco.
Why?
What was it about him that she wasn’t thinking of the moments he had hurt her?
What was it about her when it came to him that he just made her remember how good he had been to her?
She didn’t know.
She never did.
Bas itna hi janu
I know only this
But what she did know was that he was walking away. He was walking away after closing a door that had no business being shut. He was walking away giving her the one thing that she never received from the one he was leaving her with.
He was walking away.
She couldn’t let him.
She wouldn’t let him.
Tujh mein rab dikhta hai
Yaara main kya karoon
I see God in you
My beloved what should I do
She ran after him.
Opening the door while shutting one in Aditya’s face, she ran after him.
This man, this person, her husband, had become important to her.
He mattered to her.
Too much to let him walk away from her.
He was a few steps away from her and Imlie didn’t stop.
He was just in front of her, but Imlie didn’t stop then too.
But she did crash into him.
Tujh mein rab dikhta hai
Yaara main kya karoon
I see God in you
My beloved what should I do
Her arms wrapped around him as her front collided against his back, stopping his pace.
She felt his shock as her hands found each other around his waist and her head rested on her shoulder.
She inhaled his scent as she realised that he was stuck in her arms.
His hands found her forearms, making her bangles crinkle as they travelled to her hands. His hands found her and separated them, trying to get out of the hug.
Imlie did separate them, only for her to wrap her arms around him again.
She looked at the back of his head when he sighed and stopped protesting.
She should’ve known that it was only for show, because in the next moment he turned around, facing her, his arms wrapping around her waist as hers were.
She looked up at his smug face, the one he had when he had when he had claimed victory over her.
Sajde sar jhukta hai
Yaara main kya karoon
My head bows down in worship to you
My beloved what should I do
She didn’t know what possessed her to look down.
She didn’t know why she stole her eyes away from his gaze.
She didn’t know why she couldn’t look at him.
But she looked down, her forehead against his chest.
She was suddenly shy.
She didn’t understand why she was shy, but she was.
She didn’t know what he was doing to her.
But she looked up again, nonetheless.
Tujh mein rab dikhta hai
Yaara main kya karoon
I see God in you
My beloved what should I do
And his gaze was still on hers.
He was changing her.
He was changing her from what she has always been.
Even though she wasn’t ready for it, he was changing her.
Giving her choices, making her take her own decisions, showing her her own potential, tying her up to make her struggle, and then showing her that she just had to struggle to get somewhere, trusting her, all these things were changing her.
And even though she didn’t know if this change was something she wanted, she knew that it was for the better.
Imlie was changing for the better.
Aryan was changing her for the better.
The only thing left now to understand was whether she was changing him for the better too, or not.
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