FF: KUCH LUV JAISA - LAST pt pg-72 NOTEpg-75 - Page 5

He took each step slowly and carefully which was now proceeding towards accomplishment of his long cherished dream. Ever since he had proposed to her, no ever since he had struck the deal with her, his heart and mind were at loggerheads. His heart said that what he did was not right, he shouldn't have taken advantage of her helplessness while his mind defended that he didn't force her to marry him, he simply laid down the conditions to free her father. But then his heart revolted that he had no right to ruin her life just to fulfill his wish that was not fair , well then when was life fair to him asked his mind. He had always worked hard to give his family what they wanted despite of the fact that they were his step family. Even when he came to know that he was not their real brother his dreams, his life focused only on them, his sisters meant the world to him, he could sacrifice his life for them but when they showed him their true faces reality struck him hard, now if after so many years if he dared to dream just once for himself and tried to fulfill it was he committing a crime? Was he not entitled to happiness? His mind questioned after all everything was fair in love and war. He smirked at his own thought, he neither loved her nor was he at war with her then how could his actions be fair? With all this confusion he reached the door step of his room, he opened it slowly and entered.

She was sitting on the bed with her head lowered, he took a deep breath and dragged himself to the edge of the bed. He gulped the lump down his throat, his palms were sweating out of nervousness. He cleared his throat and spoke in his heavy voice," mere dil mein sirf ek hi khwaish thi aur usey pura karne ke liye mujhse jo ban pada maine kiya , woh kitna theekh tha ya kitna galat main nahin jaanta magar main tujhe kabhi andhere mein nahin rakhna chahta tha isliye shaadi se pehle sab kuch sach sach keh diya ." he paused and picked up a pillow to sleep on the couch " main tere saath kabhi bhi kisi bhi cheez ke liye zabardasti nahin karunga." He was about to move back when she held his wrist, her eyes still downcast, she could feel the remorse in his voice " yeh shaadi kyun hui kin haalaaton mein hui ye hum dono jaante hain? har kisi ki tarah apne bhi ek sapna dekha bhale hi usey pura karna ka tareeka theekh na ho." She left his wrist then lifted her head and met his eyes "par sapna dekhne ka haque apko bhi hai." He dropped the pillow on hearing this and slowly sat next to her while she continued " zindagi mein har cheez jo hoti hai woh humesha sahi ya galat nahin hoti bus ho jaati hai ?..kehte hain jo apki marzi se ho woh accha hai magar jo apki marzi na ho woh aur bhi accha hai kyunki usmein bappa ki marzi shamil hoti hai , isey bhi maine bappa ki marzi samajhkar khushi khushi apna liya hai ." her each and every word was soothing him in such a way she didn't know, with every passing moment she was making him feel less guilty about his actions and more proud of his decision that he had chosen her to be the mother of his child. For the first time she could see innocence and vulnerability in his eyes, she gave him a faint smile " aapne apne dil ki baat mujhse puri sachayi ke saath keh di jiske liye main apki bahut izzat karti hoon aur shayad ye bhi ek wajah thi mere haan kehne ki ." money could never repay what she was going to do for him he thought with tears of gratefulness threatening to cloud his eyes , he managed to push them back. She licked her dry lips, took a deep breath and spoke " hum chahein ya na chahein par ek rishte mein hum bandh gaye hain aur mein puri tarah se is rishte ko nibhane ki koshish karungi?. Par iske liye mujhe apka saath chaiye hoga." She moved her hand forward and asked " kya aap mera saath denge?" she had managed to lift a heavy burden of guilt off his heart, he couldn't have wished for more. He held her outstretched hand and nodded in agreement. His heart was now full of joy thanks to her, he placed his other free hand on her cheek and leaned over to press his lips on her forehead softly. She smiled shyly and he lowered her to the bed slowly. For the first time he watched her closely, her green eyes, her sharp nose, her milky skin which was glowing in dim light, she was indeed beautiful. His gaze stopped at her lips, her eyes travelled his gaze, she bit her lower lip and closed her eyes. He slowly dipped his head down and her arms wrapped his back in response bringing him closer. The candles extinguished as the night progressed and the room fell into darkness.

She woke up to the chirping of birds, she squinted her eyes and felt a heavy weight around her waist. She opened her eyes fully and saw him sleeping next to her with his arm around her. A blush decorated her cheeks when she remembered the night spent, her body still felt ticklish to the way he had touched her. Even though he portrayed himself as a hard iron man but he treated her like a delicate flower, scared to harm or hurt her in any way. He was nothing but soft and gentle with her last night and she admired him for that. She turned her neck slightly to look at him he was still in deep slumber with his hair falling on his forehead, she had a strong urge to push them back but didn't do so. She carefully freed herself from his hold not wanting to disturb his sleep and walked into the bathroom quietly.

After having a long shower she stepped out with the towel wrapped around her wet hair and pulled the curtains, dutta moved at the sudden sound she then opened the door to the balcony and sun rays lit the room, dutta cringed as light fell on his eyes, he loved his early morning sleep and no one dared to wake him up. He opened his eyes partially and saw her back facing him, she rubbed her wet hair vigorously with the towel to dry them as a result a few droplets fell on his face he cursed under his breath and turned his head to the other side and covered his face with the pillow. She looked back and saw him sleeping she thought of getting his morning tea. When she left he felt something vibrating , he clenched his jaw firmly and cursed loudly the person who was calling him. He moved his arm around the bed and found his mobile, it was baaji " kya baaji subha subha kyun pareshan kar rahah hai ." he barked, baaji rubbed the back of his neck nervously and replied " maaf karna bhau lekin woh dealers ki meeting do ghante mein hai ..isliye tujhe phone kiya." Dutta lazily sat up and placed his head on the head rest " meeting do ghante baad hai aur tu mujhe ab bata rahai ..waise kisse puch kar tune yeh meeting rakhi?" baaji again apologized for ruining the first day after his marriage, dutta disconnected the call before saying " theekh hai main aata hoon." He pushed away the blanket in irritation when his hand touched something sharp, he picked it up, it was her ear ring. He looked at it carefully and thought even though they didn't love each other but still what transpired between them last night seemed so right as if it was meant to happen. He remembered her shy glances there was hesitation in them in the beginning but later on her eyes reflected no regrets. Even he didn't feel guilty or awkward it was all so pure and sacred just like her smile that played on her lips. The vibration of his mobile jerked and brought him back to reality, he read baaji's message regarding the place of meeting and proceeded to the bathroom to start his morning chores.

When he stepped out he saw his clothes, wallet, watch and car keys already laid out. He was a careless man and used to keep away his things here and there, then would ask his servant to find them for him in the morning. His gaze fell on the bed side table where tea was kept in a flask, he poured it out, it smelled of ginger and thought she must have done all this. So she was well organized unlike him, he was impressed. He sat down to have tea which tasted great when she came with the tray of breakfast and placed it on the table. He continued to sip in the tea and said " yeh sab karne ki kya zaroorat thi ..naukar hain iske liye." She knew he didn't need her help but felt that this was her duty and moreover she liked doing it so replied casually " naukar aur biwi mein kuch toh farak hota hai nah? Kayi kaam biwi hi kare toh theekh rehte hain." He didn't want to argue if she wanted to do all this then he was fine with it as if this would affect him. She began to brush her now a little dry hair in front of the mirror then stopped suddenly and started looking at the floor and then around. He watched her for a moment then went near her and opened his palm in front of her " yeh dhoondh rahi hai?" she looked at her missing ear ring and took it from him in relief and asked innocently " yeh kahan mila apko?" he rolled his eyes at her question then saw her still expecting him to answer he indicated with his eyes towards the bed. She immediately turned around to fix her ear ring actually she didn't want him to see her cheeks turn pink.

She saw him walking out of the room through the mirror " apne nashta nahin kiya?" he paused at the door and answered " main nashta nahin karta ." she was disappointed seeing him not touch what she had made for him and tried to convince him " par meri ayi kehti hai kuch khaye bina ghar se?" she couldn't complete her sentence as his mobile started vibrating, he picked it up and said " haan baaaji main bus nikal raha hoon." And left the room before she could stop him.