46. Changes in our Relation II After few moments which felt blissful and endless was badly broken by the voice coming from Armaan's mobile, "whose it?" Riddhima asked in a sluggish voice; noticing Armaan's calm face turning sore, she kept her hand on his cheek, staying close to him, "No one! Old Alarm tah – which I failed to notice…." Armaan said standing up, making Riddhima frown with the fact that he had slightly pushed her away from her in a harsh way, "tumhri esee insecure nature ki waja sa… we missed our first anniversary…! Jo ka special honi chaya thi! You know… we just forgot our very first anniversary." Armaan spoke moving away from her more and more, and he went and lay on bed while keeping his head on pillow, due to tiredness and sadness. While Riddhima was shock to say anything she was still settled at feet post place of bed staring at blank space realizing that she had totally forgotten about the anniversary – the psycho situation laid by Sanjana had made her forgot everything else… she felt soo bad that kept cursing herself for completely getting oblivious about it! "its all because of your nature…." He mumbled moving a hand over his head,
"Kya matlab hai meri?" Riddhima stood up getting her conscious mind back when she heard him blaming. She walks to other side of bed holding her Sharara, settling down she stared at him shock and hurt. "wahi jou tumna suna…" Armaan replied sadly, looking at the calendar within the cell phone, "I mean Riddhima… seriously…" Armaan pulled himself up in a sitting position on bed, "hum apni anniversary date bhool gaye??? Kyun?" Armaan stared at Riddhima with hurt, sore written over his face. Riddhima was silent for a second and just kept on looking at his face, with the same pain visible on her face… she had no answer… she was soo lost in her anger, in her frustration about seeing him with Sanjana that she forgot whole world… she even forgot her 1st Anniversary…. Tears stroke down her eyes.
"Ar…" she was interrupted, "nahi Riddhima… tumhri essi insecure nature… ki waja sa hua yea sab! dheko… humara sab sa important day went away and we didn't even know… I must be either in office… or running after you for listening to your taunts or asking for your forgiveness… Aur tumhe – sajana k elava tou kuch yaad he nae hoga Right?" he spoke sadly, as his voice choked, and he covered his face with his palms, pulling his knee up and keeping his elbow on his knee cap for support "you know… that day should had been special… 7 days? 7 days went by and we just… Forgot? Our 1st anniversary…" Armaan spoke with thick grave voice; turning his head at her he passed her a painful glare… not the angry one! "Ess … mai meri kya ghalti Armaan… situation was like that…" Riddhima tried to defend herself; her eyes were all moist by now, with all the blaming he threw at her…. She had never thought he would be so hateful towards her …. She knew she had always annoyed to such extent par…. Par this time… he spoke politely par his every word was as a knife piercing her skin!
"Nahi… Riddhima accept your mistake." He spoke softly but there was firmness in his voice, he arranged pillows behind his back, breaking his gaze from her. "Armaan?" her mind blasted, she felt crying – no she was actually crying internally and now physically… she thought they were never going to fight now ! But someone quoted right, people should never say, never; "Nae Riddhima… Situation was not like that… you Made situation like that…" he spoke, still avoiding to look at her, settling his back with bed post - lowering his head on the bed post with close eyes, while silent tears seeped out of her eyes – with his ruthless confrontation… was it really necessary? She thought…… she was still staring at him, her lower lip was suckled inward, and she sat there with still posture…
Taking a sigh, she arranged a pillow on the bed post and sat in same posture as he sat by relaxing her back on the bed post of her side, and staring blankly in her front. She had nothing to say, because things were looking way too complicated for her mind, she thought, crying silently. "1 saal hogaya… pata he nahi chala…" he whispered, with close eyes… while she remained silent because she was thinking… thinking over her own mistakes… thinking over what she had done from last 1 year…at times she knew she was right… but at times she was wrong too… and to lead a perfect life a person should never step back from accepting the mistakes he or she had done… because once you accept you faults you start to change yourselves! And that's what was Riddhima needed, she needed to change her few things – that would bring happiness in her life… in their life. She was good… but she needed to be better, because she was in a relation – she wasn't single anymore… and here it is always about two not one. "I thought, our love is our strength – and it will go through all thorns…" he continued, not looking at her. But now she was looking at him again, startled at his way of talking; her heart beat was reaching to new level… she was feeling weird – her heart beat was pulsing up with unknown fear…
"Riddhima… kya tum khush hou?" he looks at her, to found her looking at him, with a startled look. "…Kya.. matlab hai Armaan?" she whispered biting her lower lips getting her voice back – her eyes grew a bit bigger, "yahi k Riddhima… are you happy? With me?" he whispered… suckling his lower lips in with firm face, "Armaan?" she choked and tears spit out of her eyes, biting her lower lips, looking straight in his eyes, with pain.
"I need to know Riddhima… kyuke – we fight more… than enjoy each other's company… 1 saal mai we fought more than…. we love…" he spoke looking down – not at her, he knew his heart was melting with her tears, how he wished to pull her in his arms – cuddle her, but he need to know…. He really wanted answers… it was high time she speaks…!
"ek Anniversary he miss hui hai Armaan… aur tum…. Mena… jaan bhuj… kar kuch thodi kiya hai…" she cried, hissing – covering her face with her palm telling him that she had not forgotten the date on purpose it was a genuine mistake.
"ek anniversary nahi thi vo Riddhima… humari wedding ki 1st Anniversarsy thi !! mera liya tum important hou – and anything related to us means a lot to me!" he spoke with tears, sitting with a distance with her, "kya in same manner…. Mai tumhare liya important nahi? Mujha sa related things important Nahi?" he asked, looking at her, tear slip down from the corner of his eyes.
"tum esa soch bhi … kesa skate hou Armaan?" she looks at him, "tou aur sochun Riddhima… ? tum har waqt – har waqt mujha yahi feel karwati hou… ! you make me feel ka… it is only, because I Love you that is why you love me… ! agar tum bhi Mujhas pyar karti hou then why don't you show… why do you don't trust me…? Why do you still somewhere believe that this is not working? Why do I have always to prove myself!!! " Armaan confronted her, more – he wanted to now! He wanted everything to clear shot clear!
Silence
"I trust you Armaan… I trust you… Sanjana ko when I saw you… I thought I will lose you… I love you a lot Armaan… I don't have anyone else except you… mom dad… left me… they don't even call me… they don't even care to know if I am alive… mai tumhe kohna nahi chati… I want you to myself Armaan…tum nae jaante what you are for me…" pause, she cried covering her face, "what am I to you…" he whispered, dragging himself an inch towards her, with tears, she looks up at him "……..I don't say much… mai kuch kheti nae par that does not mean, k you can doubt my love for you……" She spoke in low voice, tears were streaming out, and he stepped closer to her more, to rub her tear when she slapped his hand away from her face. "how would you know… what I go through… you have always been pampered by mama papa… you had a great family… how would you know, how it feels to stay alone, in hostel room when you are having summer holidays…" she blabbered irreverent, "I thought… if no one understands me… tou at least youu understand me… ! Don't you understand my pain Armaan? Can't I just be myself with you – tumhare samna bachpan nahi karunge tou kissk samna karunge ? tumhare hee saath he tou I can do anything – I can say anything without hesitation…. " she looks at him, when he stepped closer, to her, and cupped her face, "Riddhima…roa mat…"he choked those words, trying to get her in his arms…
"No…!" she cried, pushing him away… but he kept his hold firm "you wanted answers Na… let me say it… Let me just say it all … so that you don't think that I loving you because you love me!!! I want to tell you that I love you because I love you! I love you because I feel complete when you are around me…! I love you because you are the one whom I had always dreamed to have! I love you because, bachpan sa hee I dreamt of a Prince! ……..And I got one!" She chuckled with tears, making him smile a little too, "I love you Armaan…" she cupped his face, emphasizing on each word, "I know… tum mera hou… aur mai tumhari… par… par jab… koi tumhare itnaa kareeb ata hai… mere… elava… tou… tou mai sab kuch bhool jaati hoon… I can't see anyone that close to you… except me… I know… I know… I messed it… I have been messing it from very start! But all of it is unintentionally Armaan…" she said clearing her tears, she dragged her heavy dress and went close to him, ending the very distance between two, "I love you Armaan…" she whispered, rubbing tears off his cheek while he just pressed his lips together with a happiness building in his heart... "I know yea Sanjana… kuch nahi kar skati…. She can't break are relation Armaan… I trust you Armaan… I trust you k no matter how immature I act …. You will guide me in my every step… I trust you with my life Armaan…" she whispered, kissing his cheek, sucking the droplet that just fell of his eyes on his cheek as she pull herself on one knee, to reach up high to his face, his hand dropped on her shoulder – supporting her, but still staring right in her eyes, "I trust you... Armaan… with my future…" she whispered, suckling the next tear that forwarded to come from his eye, while keeping her hand on his other cheek, for support, "bass… kheti nahi… hoon… par… kehna zaroori hai kya?" she whispered on his face, breathing on his face, looking up in his eyes, rubbing the corner of his eyes, removing tears completely… supporting her weight up by keeping her knee on bed while he held on to her, as she cupped his face with both her small palms – she was almost towering over him….. "zaroori hai?" she whispered again, breathing on his face, he shook his head in NO in response… "phir… kabhi pooch ga… k I love you or not…?" she asked tilting his head up a bit, "nahi…" he whispered, looking at her smiling, "you believe that I love you…?" she asked kissing his one forehead and then both his cheeks, "haan…" he replied, with close eyes, "you believe that I trust you…" she kissed his eyes, placing each kiss with immense pressure of her love, "haan…" he whispered and circled his arms around her waist, making her settle down in lap, "tou…." She interrupted when he kept a finger on her lips, making her startled, "bass… na… kitna chappar chappar karti hou!" he whispered teasingly, rubbing his nose with her, "acha… tou ab mai chappar chappar karti hon… jab nahi kar rahi thi – tou kaha k … Riddhima you tou don't lov…." She was stopped when he placed his lips on hers. He wasn't kissing her neither was she kissing him – they just kept their lips on one another…. Making each other realize the presence of one another…. Making each other realize that this is what is meant to happen!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A8-DYOZMxH0 ( I don't watch this show, Maryada – my mum does; buh I heard it while she was watching, NICE song, 'Sajan Ji…' do hear, soothing song)
"I love you…" she whispered across his lips with smile and tear, he chuckled and mumbled the same, sucking in her lips, breaking his lips apart, he rubbed his nose on her wet cheek, with close eyes, she closed her eyes and held his hair in her palm, ruffling them.
"Armaan… I am sorry… meri waja … sa… our Anniversary got spoiled," she whispered looking down, "it is okay… we can still celebrate it…" he kissed her cheek, pulling her on his lap, rubbing her back "uff… it is stuck," she pulled her her dress which was rolled, "kitna heavy hai!" she commented, "utar dou!" he whispered, rubbing his nose in her half wet locks, hairs. "haan…?" she pushed his head away, startled at his words.
"kyaa.." he asked looking at her with frown for breaking what he was doing – "acha mai utar dunn? Say it Na… you want me to help you undress…" he spoke softly, "nahi nahi" she pushed herself off him on bed, "Batameezi nahi…" she added, "aree… par isa mai batameezi kahan hai…" Armaan replied, moving closer to her, "Armaan tang nahi karo…" she took hold of hands by clutching them in hers. He chuckled, "acha chalo.. ajj no masti…" he lowered on bed and opened his arm for her, "Promise?" she whispered, "haan baba Promise… ajao warna mai mood change karlunga…!" he replied, giving her a warning teasingly. "acha acha… bas…! Mai darna nahi wali…" she replied, telling him off that she is not scared of his warnings. "really… soch lo…" he wandered his hand on her back, which had thread locks for hold her top, he held one and stretched out – making one of the knot open up, "tch…! Armaan…! Badmashi nahi" she smacked his bare chest and then snuggled closer to her. He giggled and wrapped his arm around her… staying close to each other, though both were fully awake… ! "I love you…" she whispered again, making him believe the fact.
"Riddhima… I love you too…" he kissed her head, he knew she wanted him to believe… he believed it… he knew, he was hard on her… today. But he felt contended after knowing her heart out… she had always spoke less and wanted him to know everything… but sometimes declaring your love with words, leaves an impact on other… and that has happened right now…. Armaan was really glad to hear her out…
"Riddhima…. I know… your parents had left you all by your self – par… par don't feel alone, mai hoon na… mai yahin hoon… tumhare saath… you are the only one for me… like I am only one for you…. I know… I can't give you the love of your parents… par… par I can promise to love you so much that you would never need anyone else than me…" he rubbed her back, hearing her slightly sob. "you know na… that I will love you a lot…? He whispered, "hmm…" she nodded, rubbing her cheek with his chest, smiling slightly. "aur phir … abhi tou we have a beautiful future ahead… abhi kuch saalon baad… we will have beautiful kids… we will be parents… we will go for holidays… then are kids will grow up… and we will take them too school… then we will romance when our kids are out studying at schools…" he shared his thoughts, making Riddhima giggle. "acha jee… Kids k baad bhi romance?" Riddhima looks up at him, keeping her hand over his chest and her chin on it, "aur nahi tou kyaa… we will be in process of another kid naa… by then… Romance tou chalta rahe ga – when it will be like 75 with 70…!" Armaan chuckled at his own thoughts.
"Armaan… mai 70 ki hou kar bhi bacha born karunge?" Riddhima asked shocked, "nahi Riddhima tum tou 80 – 90 ki bhi hou karo ge… kyuk I tou want to hit the world record of having lots of kids!!" he added, teasing her more, "Armaan…" she whispered, as he turned her around on bed, and came on top of her, "haan…" he whispered, down at her, lowering himself on her, staring at her with a husky gaze, "phir mai tou… mai tou marr… jaunge…" she blushed, whispered and hiding her face in his shoulder, Armaan broke into laughter and turned back on his back taking her along with him… as she came on top of him, still hiding her face in his nap while he hugged her tightly… never wanted to leave her… "I love you… I love you a lot…" she kept chanting while the two doze off to sleep…
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Hearing his phone Ring, Riddhima stretched over him and picked his phone from the side table while he just frowned and held on to her tight, by her waist. "Armaan… mama!" Riddhima whispered, moving her hair away from his face and he frowned more, "kya KAR rahi hou yr!!!" Armaan winced and brought the curtain of her hair on his face, "Aree…" Riddhima looks down at him, shock yet smiling, she receives the phone, "hello … Good morning Mama… haan Mama in a while… we will leave, Armaan? he is still sleeping…" Riddhima spoke, "mai… bhi… sorry Mama…. Kal shaadi thi tou we were really tired aur…" pause, Riddhima was interrupted, "ohhh… acha… we will reach home… soon… tell everyone not to leave without meeting us! Mama…" pauses, "jee… okay, bye…" Riddhima kept the phone down.
"Armaan… we need to go… everyone is going back to their houses… even dada dadi… back to Shimla!" Riddhima moved her hair away off his face, and slapped his cheek in love to wake him. "Haan tou let them go naa! Lets sleep for sometime…" Armaan whispered, throwing her down on bed and keeping his head into her nap. "Armaan pagal mat bano… we have to go back home… 11 hogaye hain! And house is also messed up… mama must need me!" Riddhima moved a hand in his, ruffling it and other caressing his bare back, trying to wake him up. "Par Riddhima… I am enjoying…" Armaan whispered kissing her nap, "tcch… bass shuru hogaye tumhari badmashi!" Riddhima said, clutching his hair in her palm, "hahaha…. Khatam kab hui thi!" Armaan replied and got up from the bed.
She chuckled and walks up to mirror, combing her hair with her fingers; she stared at her image…. She smiled and felt contended… Happy, that for the first time, she had said out all of it to him… in past she had spoke a lot of time… but never with such passion, and desire of Love of her towards him…! She felt happy to see to him happy…. in matter of hours, she had just realized the fact that whenever he smiled…. There would be an immediate smile on her face…. She felt she was falling in love with him all over again….!
"oyee… go and freshen up phir chalain," Armaan kissed her cheek from behind…. Breaking her trance, "haan…" she replied and walk inside the washroom, Armaan stared at her back posture and smiled widely, he himself was feeling like he was at 7th sky – his heart was glinting with known bubbles of Love. He felt soo soo happy as he remembered her words….. He felt top of the world, when she told him – that she even trusted him with her life, with her future…!
He felt really amazing…though he was sad about missing out anniversary… and none even reminded him, may be everyone was too busy in wedding preparation – but anyhow what was done… was done, he promised to make it up – and have a beautiful day with her wife, celebrating the whole one year he had spend with her…. He couldn't pin point the thing which made him feel that happy right now. He just hoped once they return home and started their normal routine… it should be beautiful start with a new happy journey in their life – and off course beautiful moments, that he would cherish till last breathe. He buttoned his shirt back, wore his coat back, and stuffed in his mobile and wallet in his pockets, and walks up to mirror when Riddhima walk out, and she picked her duppatta from couch and draped it on her shoulder, "ghar chalain?" she asked, happily. "Chalo!" he circled his arm around her shoulder and happily lead her out….
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Reaching home, Riddhima came out of the car too see everyone at door step, "abhi ayee hai! We are leaving now!"Dadi… complained, "oh meri pyari dadi… sorry…" Riddhima rushed the few steps of stairs that were at entrance and hugged Dadi, "chal koi baat nahi… maaf kiya!" Dadi said, "Dadi… app mat jao… live with us… Na Dadu app bhi!" Riddhima told hugging Dada side way, when Armaan hugged Dadi, "haan dadi.. Stay naa!" Armaan encouraged, and so did Naina and Billy. "Nae nae…ab tu Riddhima jaldi say, mujha ek chota sa Armaan de dou! Phir mai yahin rehna ajunge! Humesha k liya!" Dadi said, happily to Riddhima that, if she gave a small Armaan, matlab baby of Armaan then Dadi will come and live with them forever.
Riddhima blushed and hugged Dada – lowering her eyes, in blush. "Kyaa dadi! App bhi!" Armaan said, blushing slightly. "aur agar choti see Riddhima agae tou Dadi…" one of the youngest cousin of Armaan asked, "oyeee Chup KAR!" Armaan shouted, when Dadi spoke "ohhoo… tuuu tou chup kar! Bada tang karta hai meri pyari see Riddhima ko!" Dadi took hold of Armaan's ear, and turned it, rotating it to make Armaan feel pain, "oww Dadi… mai app ka Armaan hoon… shareef… acha bacha…!" Armaan spoke, trying to free himself, though he could but he didn't.
"koi nahi! Jhoot dadi…! Bohat tang karta hai ya bohat pareshaan karta hai…! Maro app ess ko!" Riddhima rebuked Dadi, hugging Dadi from behind. "we should leave now… late hou raha hai…" one of Billy's Brother interrupted, "haan haan chalo…" Dada spoke, "chalo… beta… Riddhima… tu ana Shimla… mai wait karunge!" Dadi said to Riddhima that she should come too Shimla and Dadi will wait for her, "Dadi… mai aunge… par App yahin ruk jao na…" Riddhima spoke once again, sadly… "jesa… yea ghar sab kuch hai tera liya… hai na?" Dadi asked, Riddhima, that this home – Armaan's home is everything to you, is it…?
"haan Dadi…" blushing, "sab kuch hai mera liya…" Riddhima added, with love and with lower eyes, knowing Armaan staring at her, "wese hee… wo Shimla wala ghar mera liya sab kuch hai… tera Dada k saath zindage wahan shuru ki thi mena!" Dadi replied that in same manner the house where Dada and dadi live, Shimla Vila is everything to Dadi because she started her wedding journey from their…
"samjhi…?" Dadi hit Riddhima's forehead, who just nodded blushingly. Soon everyone bid by and left after giving their heartily wishes to Armaan and Riddhima….
Riddhima walk in the house, after Billy and Naina, when she heard Armaan whistling, "Sab kuch hai… yea ghar tumhare liya…" Armaan whispered in her ear from behind, she rolled her eyes, trying to hide her blush due to his teasing and started to go walk away when he held her wrist, "Armaan chodo… koi dhek … lega!" She whispered, panicking… he nodded mockingly, cocking his eye brows. "mai tou tang karta hoon… badmaash hoon! Pareshaan karta hoon… Hai na!" Armaan teased repeating her sentence.
Riddhima nodded in yes, staring at him – and then shaking her head in no… nervously, backing her face away, "Armaan… papa… dhek lainga… chodo…" Riddhima said again, looking side way at lounge. "Riddhimmaaa!" Naina called loudly from kitchen… making Armaan leave her hand in nervousness of being caught, Riddhima took few steps and ran away, showing her tongue at him, "dhek lun ! room mai Riddhima ki bachii!" Armaan mumbled pointing a finger at her… while she laughed and walked away in the kitchen… Armaan smiled and threw himself on couch.
He knew last few weeks had brought a lot of hurdle in their relation… but the best thing was, he could see the ray of hope of everything turning normal – last Night Riddhima's confrontation had eased his heart a lot – warna he was so lost at thinking may he did wrong by marrying her, par last night, the way she held on to him – the way she jerked him off saying how madly she was in love with him… brought a lot of ease to his heart… he felt the war held in her heart was at peace… the bad time their relation was facing was fading away… he sighed… happily. He was relax… and glad to know her… he was glad to know that she had spoken her heart out today… closing his eyes – he snuggled in the couch, finding some sleep…
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