hi! this is my 1st attempt at an os. so pls read and comment. i hvn't gvn any name 2 the main characters you can call them arjun and arohi if you want to!
THE ANSWER TO MY PRAYER
She looked outside her window and let out a small sigh. She wasn't crying nor was she complaining. She was used to all these physical and most importantly verbal abuses by her brother. She never understood the reason behind her brother's harsh treatments towards her neither was she interested in knowing. She had stopped asking god why she had to endure all these and had tried hard to stop crying. But she failed miserably at that time. She cried in the darkness of her room and in the smooth warmth of her pillow. Her bed had become a silent witness to her muffled cries and agonies. But then again fate took from her the privilege of crying for herself. It was like she ran out of tears one day or her tears refused to flow. She stopped crying that day and since then hadn't shed one tear. That was also the last day on which she asked god something. Most probably it was the effect one of those cheesy movies she watched. She asked for someone who will always be there for her, someone whose shoulder will always be hers, someone to make her laugh, and someone to calm her down. She never expected it to be answered but god was merciful this time and that's how she met him the very next day. She was slowly drifting to that day when she had woken up late and had a bad memory of last night.
As against usual she woke up late and looked outside to the blue sky. She felt blue. She walked to her wardrobe and took out a coffee brown halter top and a sunflower yellow long skirt. She loved long skirts and the colour was to uplift her real mood. She had a quick bath and come out in a towel. It was a custom for her to stare at her reflection. You may think she was a bit narcissistic but then again we all were a little bit narcissistic. She had a perfect body curved at the appropriate places and long legs to add to the list. Her honey brown skin tone and the same colour eyes charmed the boys easily. Her eyes belonged to that magnetic category that it can make you fall on your knees. Her very much defined jaw line gave a sexy touch to her oval face. Her cute little nose used to flare up when she is angry giving her an angelic look which is quite contradictory to her then mood. Her long neck made even girls look at her seductively. Her long hands which never seemed to like bangles had an enchantment attached to it.
Breakfast was something she avoided that day and took an apple for her mother's sake. Green apple her favourite. She walked into the campus and bumped into her best friend Nishi. "Good Morning Princess!" she wished. 'Princess'- the name given to her by Nishi. Both the friends were walking towards their class and as per routine she was walking backwards and was telling Nishi why she hates bangles. Her backward walk came to an abrupt end when she collided with someone and that someone was gracious enough to save her from falling. For the first time in her life she felt a strange sensation in the pit of her stomach. She was unable to move her eyes away from the stranger. After straightening herself she tried to apologize to him. "Sorry! I wasn't watching my steps. I am extremely sorry!" Before she could listen to him Nishi dragged her to class saying that she didn't want to be thrown out of the class by Mr.Sinha and get a minus mark. While walking away she glanced back at him. He was looking at her and she gave him a soft smile which was returned with due respect.
Everyone settled into their seats and us usual no one wants to sit in the front. She was made to sit in the front without a partner and she didn't mind it a little bit. Mr. Sinha entered closely followed by the stranger. Apparently he was the new admission and he was made to sit in the front with her. She gave him a warm smile and shared her book with him. He was one of those handsome hunks for whom girls would do anything. He wasn't any different. He shamelessly returned seductive smiles to all those girls who had given him one of their smiles. She sighed and said under breath "Why do boys get so excited over sexy girls?" She would never understand. But something funny happened. Natasha the hottest girl of our college had given him one of her sexy seductive smiles but he looked at Natasha strangely and turned his attention back to her. She was amused by his attitude but never asked him why he did so. She was also instilled with the duty of showing him around. By the end of the day they had a good rapport even though he had a tendency to give flirtatious smile to every girl he saw. But he had a certain respect or admiration in his eyes for her. How such a thing came into existence she didn't know?
The next day also she woke up late and wore a orange salwar kameez with noodle straps. She was looking forward to meet him and by his expression it was confirmed he was also waiting impatiently for her. Within a month's time they had become quite good friends and he called her 'Meethi' because she was very sweet to everyone. He would always ask her how come she was friends with everyone. Her reply was simple "By having 2 ounce of tolerance and acceptance mixed together with a little space in your heart!" He always used to look at her with admiration whenever she said those lines. They always had good time with each other. By now he was aware of her situation in her family and whenever he saw her in agony his heart ached and his eyes welled with tears. He never used to cry but he cried on behalf of her. Their friendship was beyond time and beyond distance. They knew it.
Before they knew it was their 2nd year exams and she was helping him in his studies. She had already told him her plan of leaving her town once she completed graduation. He felt hollow inside when he heard her say that she was planning to leave after next year. But he also made up his mind of leaving with her. So he had a sudden interest in his studies. He had always felt possessiveness towards her and had never really liked other guys trying to be extra friendly with her. It was a known fact that most of the boys liked her.
Even during exam times she had to endure those verbal abuses but she had sudden and totally unexpected habits as counter mechanisms. She slipped slowly and unknowingly into the habit of thinking about him during her brother's never ending verbal war. Thoughts of him brought smile to her lips and that puzzled her brother in such a way that her brother would stop the verbal war. He was slowly becoming her saviour. It was during one of those days that she realized that she is in love with him. She didn't know when and how she fell in love but she had. She never expected him to return her love because she knew he only considered her as his buddy. She was Nishi's 'Princess', his 'Meethi' and her brother's punching bag but she wanted to be his everything.
The exams ended and brought her a little surprise. He was waiting for her impatiently outside the exam hall and as soon as she came outside he took her hands and walked towards their favourite spot. He stopped outside the gazebo and looked at a confused her. He then led her inside and tried to tell her something. She looked into his deep brown eyes and she was able to read those eyes. She was able to decipher his never ending love for her in those eyes and she couldn't stop herself from hugging him. He was taken aback but was happy that she understood him by just looking at his eyes. He hugged her back possessively. Now he could hold her close to him and tell the world that she and her sorrows belonged to him. They're his and nobody else's.
It has been one year since she was his. Tomorrow is their graduation and after that they would leave this town together to achieve their dreams. She has a plan of coming back once just to take her mom with her and he agrees. She had introduced him to her mother and her mother loved him. Her mother was happy that she chose someone like him. They were happy. She remembered their last date when she had asked him something that was nagging her since their first meeting. She had asked him why he didn't return Natasha's smile on his first day when he had returned every other girl's. His reply had made her laugh. He told her that he was afraid of Natasha, that Natasha had a look of a vamp. She couldn't stop laughing and in that mood she cupped his face and kissed him in his forehead. His slightly annoyed expression changed to a smile on her lips touching his forehead. His innate impulse made him cup her face and kiss her gently on her lips. Their first kiss might have ended gently if she didn't have responded passionately. Her passionate response made him want her more. Their first kiss had become one to be cherished forever.
He was waiting for her outside the college when he saw her coming. She was looking beautiful but he already knew what happened yesterday at her home. Her mom had called him. But she didn't have a trace of it in her eyes rather her eyes were twinkling. She could see that he was angry and his response confirmed it.
"Why didn't you react back when your brother beats you? Shout at your brother, curse your brother! Do something! I can't see you like this! If you can't then let me! I will show your brother that no one can do that to my Meethi!"
"Don't worry! My brother didn't do anything yesterday. Mom was just scared. Brother stopped beating me because brother now knows it had no effect on me. My brother had no effect on me. I am not reacting not because I am scared of my brother or this society. I am not doing it because my reaction is what my brother wants and I am not doing what my brother wants."
"How come your brother stopped beating you? I know your brother is not someone who could change suddenly."
"You are the reason my brother stopped beating me. Don't be confused. Whenever I face my brother I think about you and that makes me smile. My brother gets confused and leaves me without any physical or verbal abuses."
"You always give me the credit for your happiness but you never accept the fact that you are the one who chooses to be happy even when faced with adversities. You are the reason for your happiness and mine too."
"No you don't understand you are my angel. My mom used to tell me to pray to my angel before going to sleep and you are that angel of mine. You don't know that you are the answer of my prayer. You are the blessing of god for me. You are my angel!"
He couldn't no longer just listen to it. He hugged her passionately and she hugged him back. She was happy that he was the answer to her prayer. She was happy that he was her's'..
i know the story is a little bit abstract but it came to my mind yesterday so i just wrote it down!
pls comment! criticisms are welcomed...
Anupamaa
