*
Everyone was in the garden of the Raizada mansion, celebrating Holi with all the guests and the little one, Aashi. With colors all around, for some time, no one cared about the present tension between Arnav and Khushi.
While everything danced and enjoyed, Arnav and Khushi stood at a corner, aloof from the whole set-up.
"Come on guys.. You both look so perfect together! Why do you have to act so unromantic?" Arnav's cousin nudged them again, trying to pull them with him to dance.
"NK, please. It's okay," Arnav shoved his hand aside, making him whine.
"Arnav, why?" a broken voice shook him, as she held his upper arm, looking deeply into his eyes.
He just shook his head helplessly, walking away from her.
She breathed out a heavy sigh, looking at him from the corner of her eyes. 'I wish everything was good between us' this was the thought which kept poking both of them again and again.
The biggest irony of their relationship was that HATE never existed in between them. They were still in love, the love which was same as it existed at the time of their marriage. But now, after fourteen months of their marriage, the essence of love was hidden somewhere, leading everyone to call the relationship as 'hate'. The wisp of love just needed a gush of wind and, for sure, the fire will be ignited again.
A successful marriage needs the pride and ego to be kept aside - and these two failed in that. *
"Chhote, will you please check out Khushiji? I think she's not well.." his sister, Anjali, pointed towards Khushi, who was seen running inside the mansion, covering her mouth with her palm.
Arnav nodded and followed her, an ounce of concern forming inside him.
"Khushi?" he knocked the door to the washroom, hearing her throw up in the basin.
After about a minute, Khushi came out of the washroom, wiping her face with a towel.
"I didn't knew that thandai contained saffron. I'm allergic to it" she spoke without looking at him, walking towards the exit door.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"You are asking me if I'm okay? How can I be okay, Arnav? For a girl who is getting divorced in a month, it is impossible for her to be okay. But you won't ever understand this. As if you understood me earlier ever..." she stated, her words depicting her pain. Hold on, Khushi. Be strong.
A voice shouted from within her, her mind going numb with the thought of leaving him forever.
Stop her, please.
His insides screamed, producing an urge within him to step closer towards her.
Her heart skipped a beat when she felt him tug her arm and pull her towards him. She looked in his eyes with a confused countenance, trying to search for an answer.
He grabbed some color from a plate kept nearby, and applied it on her cheek, moving his complete hand on her cheek, making her close her eyes coyly.
And that was the moment when she felt her cheeks covered with bright-red gulal.. the red that reminded her of the vermilion which she still wore in her hair partition.. the red that reminded her of her wedding dress which she still treasured.. the red that reminded her of the red roses which he gifted to her when it was a month of their marriage.. the red that reminded her of LOVE, which once existed in between them, and maybe still existed.. "I'm tired of all this, Khushi. Let's stop and start everything afresh" he whispered in her ear, his husky voice shuddering her.
Khushi's eyes refused to blink. She refused to believe that it was not a dream.. a happy dream.
She turned her back towards him, a chaos of emotions engulfing her. Shoving off all the thoughts, she just fisted some color and applied it slowly on his face, smiling an acknowledged smile.
"I don't want to go, Arnav. Please stop me..." she cried, bunching his kurta in her little palm.
"You won't go anywhere.. I promise" he simpered, taking her lips in a desperate kiss.
"Happy Holi" he mumbled on her lips.
"Happy Holi" she replied, deepening the kiss.
A relationship doesn't need you to be perfect, it just needs you to be understanding. When you accept your partner with all the imperfections, the way they really are, the relationship becomes perfect. And when a Milan, a union occurs on the occasion of Holi, which is itself meant to join hearts together, then it has to last for ever.. *
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