He woke up with a terrible urge to stay in bed but then looked out the window at the rain and unwillingly walked up to it . He stretched out his hand and watched as the rain glided of his palm. He for his entire life had pretended to be the clown, letting everyone think he looked at the world through pink glasses instead of blue ,with a lot of smiles instead of sad frowns.
Not that he had minded being single but he too had wished to have someone special . Someone warm against his skin when the winter nights seemed cold. Someone crawling in his mind when he tried to sleep at night ,whose hand he could hold as he walked through the empty lanes and busy market yards in his village.
He turned around and walked towards the sleeping figure on the bed and bent forward to gently kiss her on the forehead. She smiled in her sleep making his heart flutter. His wife, his wife he still at times found it hard to believe those words. This women had walked into his life sweeping him of his feet. Never had he meet someone so dynamic. She was exactly the opposite of what she appeared to be.
He remembered their first encounter where she had beaten the crap out his best friend throwing lassi on his face. It had left him fuming and surprised at the same time as nobody ever messed with Fateh Singh Virk. He had a personality to die for charismatic and was drop dead gorgeous . He had watched from the sides as he saw this women challenge fateh to a bike race and mind you even beat him at it. As time passed he saw his best friend fall heads over heels in love with Tejo shadayain as he called her.
He had even helped his friend plan the proposal but what left everyone bewildered was what happened during the proposal. Fateh in front of the entire college had proposed her but she turned him down and had walked past Fateh over to him and had gotten down on her knees and had asked him out.
He had thought it was a joke as who in their right mind would choose him over his best friend as he was nothing but a clown. Who made jests and put up acts and left all the people around him laughing till their sides split. But she had been determined, to turn his refusal into a yes. The whole village had watched as she had followed him all around,sending him gifts and flowers. She followed him like a lovesick puppy singing annoying trashy Bollywood songs. What had made him give in was when she had gotten on top of a truck all drunk shouting at the top of her voice saying embarrassing things like Buzzo, I love u with all my belly, I'd say heart but my belly is bigger .Without u my life is as empty as a supermarket shelf. When he had finally agreed, she had coming riding a horse wearing a sehra to his house . She had jumped off the horse and had gone dancing up to his parents and said aunty and uncle let the superheroes go on their rescuing missions as I'm here for ur son. I want to marry Buzzo , I promise to keep him happy even when u two are gone, as my love for ur son is like dividing zero and cannot be defined.Don't u worry I'll be his walking stick when he is all old and wobbly and had then swiftly turned towards him and had taken his hands kissed his knuckles and with a smirk on her face said hey there Cinderella no need to worry cause now ur Prince Charming is here. His parents had laughed till they dropped and said here we thought you were the clown but this joker has beaten u hands down.
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