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He looked at me, his chocolate brown eyes, penetrating through my soul. His question couldn't be answered by me, and I hope, he finds a answer to it, himself.
I sat on the bed, but his question echoed in my mind, "Kya ho tum Kali?" What was I to him? His love? His life? He didn't consider me his wife, bu my heart never really accepted this fact.
He was my strength, and if he had asked me, "Main tumhare liye kya hoon?" I guess the first word I would have said was, "Zindagi"
His innocent question was a sign, a sign that he wanted to name our relation. For me, it was marriage, for society, it was nameless, what name did Yug give our relation?
This question haunted me. I wanted an answer to my question. I heard something break, so rushed out and ran to Yug's room, and saw Yug trying to reach his medicines taht were on the table.I helped him and gave him the medicine. I turned to leave, as his presence was affecting me. My heartbeat was fast and I was scared that if I stayed a minute longer there, I wouldn't want to leave. So I turned, but felt a grip on my wrist. I looked at him. His brown eyes showed nothing but calmness in them, and a small smile playing on his lips.
"I don't know tum kya ho Kali, but itna zaroor jaanta hoon, ki Tum meri zaroort ho..."
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