NEW ARSHI OS - Yeh Moh Moh Ke Dhaagey

She was never the one to come across as someone who enjoyed Silences.Talking miles per dozen,never the one to remain quiet for more than few minutes,her ability to chatter about anything under the sun was well known to everyone who came in close proximity with Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada.

But beneath that existed this girl who feared darkness,who believed her parents has become stars she silently conversed to every night.Used to hiding all her true emotions by plastering fake smile on her face,her silent musings has become her loyal companion in all those long nights.

Silences are awkward and suffocating when shared as it was stated.Though she couldn't disagree more.Sometimes silences can be so enriching and fulfilling that without uttering a single syllable the most profound emotions are exchanged.Communication was surely the elixir of any relationship but what many failed to understand was that conversing with someone not always required sharing words.

It wasn't easy though.To share that level of intimacy and comfort with someone your souls should be bared naked to each other.To be stripped off all your demons,insecurities,mistakes,lies and fears.Trusting that one person with your heart and soul knowing that inspite of all your shortcomings,faults and imperfections you are loved.

They find it in them to love you inspite of yourself and she was blessed to have found that person in the man sitting besides her who though had his eyes on the road as he drove was aware of every fleeting movement of hers.Her hand warmly entwined with his,they didn't need to fill the silence with any conversation just for the heck of it.

They were comfortable in their silences knowing the other could gauge their thought process with just one look.Her belief solidifying as her husband turned on the music player,tuning in to the song she has been humming along these days.The lyrics of the song seeming perfectly apt for them.

The strings of her heart and soul got entangled with his,the moment their eyes has met or rather clashed with each other years ago.Its been so long and yet still felt it was yesterday when she has been in his arms and every pore of her being has come awake in those fleeting seconds,which has embarked the beginning of their lifelong journey.

They have been entangled in a myriad of emotions since their first meeting.From the immense hatred they seemed to name what they had for each other intially,to challenging each other.From putting on facades of being indifferent to each other to the jealousy they both encountered.

They have fought what they truly felt for each other scared of the reactions and emotions that the other arose in them.And yet has left no stone unturned in fighting what was inevitable from the very start.It has taken them a long time to accept what their hearts has known all along,and slowly they both have learnt to fight all the odds against them for each other.

Together they indeed had conquered all the webs of lies,mistrust and deceits that surrounded them.It hasn't been easy but she knew.If they had to they would go through it all over again to be in this space of life they were today.

Mad,Insane,Crazy?.He definitely was.Why else would he love her the way he does.A heartful giggle escaped her at her own remark only to find her husband squeezing her hand,his lips curving up slightly at the lyrics of the song.

She was the one who was repeatedly countered crazy and mad by her family due to her antics and here she was connecting all those adjectives to him.What would his employees,his business associates,their families think if they ever got a hint on how she perceived the ASR as.

It didn't really mattered what anyone else thought.One because it was THEIR thing and as a matter of fact the person concerned agreed to her.She shifted in her seat slightly to pull his cheeks extracting an exasperated "Khushi" from him.

Paying no heed ,she did it neverthless because she found him so adorable attimes that she could literally eat him.Not wanting her thoughts to go wanton at this time she again went back to her musings.

That was the thing about Love.You don't sit and analyse the pros and cons before falling in love.You just do,there was no fixed way about it.And she was glad that they both were mad and weirdly crazy enough to fall in love with each other.

He saw and heard it All.Her unsaid words,her unvoiced thoughts,her unheard pleas.He affected her in ways noone ever has.Around him the facade was ripped into shreds that she had so skillfully woven around her like an armour.Yet she didn't felt defenceless because nomatter what she had him as her safe place to always fall back upon.

They were stark opposites to each other.Their outlook towards life,their choices,habits,preferences were as different as day and night were.And yet they fitted together like two halves of one whole.

They both were equals in their relationship,their bond didn't comply them to do anything unwillingly and yet you find yourself trying new avenues and unchartered territories.

The way they both alternated between watching Hollywood and Bollywood movies or how he cooked Jalebis for her whenever they had a fight.Or how she always makes sure that his gardening supplies are never short off.Him introducing her to the world of reading or them talking to their parents at night.

It was all in those little things they did for each other knowingly and unknowingly that made them fall in love with each other all over again.

Eyes are the mirror the soul.She didn't knew if it was true for anyone else or not but when it come to her husband it couldn't be any more truer.

Back to the initial days of their journey when he hurled hurtful words to her which had been his defence mechanism to keep her at bay,his eyes always betrayed him for they never agreed to anything he said.The truth she saw in those molten caramel orbs had been enough for her heart to strongly hold on to that unnamed emotion then.

He could fool the world but she has come to read his eyes.The eyes that told their own story.The pair she knew has spent hours staring at her.Where she has seen every human emotion possible that existed.Shining with happiness.being mischievous,sparkling with intelligence,anger,longing,anguish,pain,vulnerability and raw and brutal honesty.

He looked at her like she was the most the beautiful thing in his world.Like she was his world and beyond her anything ceased to exist for him,making it almost impossible for her to breathe at those moments.

Her each night ended and her every morning started by seeing that one honest truth in his eyes and in her world that made everything all right.

Ironical as it was how each fairytale ended in happily ever after when the real test of relationships starts after marriage.She always dreamt of a prince charming who would come on a white horse and sweep her off her feet.Their journey has taught her otherwise and she couldn't be more grateful for it.

You don't need prince charming but a real man who is true in his actions and reactions with you.Life will continue to throw curveballs every now and then but with that one person holding your hand through all walks of life,you could carve your own fairytale that is far more beautiful than any fantasy.

Translations Of The Song In Purple.

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THE SONG

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