ArHi OS: Ties That Blind...

"Abhi na jao chor kar kay dil abhi bhara nahin..."

The wind blew towards my direction bringing with the sweet jasmine, floral scent she adorned, arousing my senses, as they were knowledged of her presence.

Through the corner of my eye, as a slow smile spread across my face, I caught a glimpse of her, fixing her dress. With her long lenient legs. I sensed her come my way, awakening me from my reverie.

I turned around to face her, causing my breath to hitch, making my heart to beat a mile a minute, intoxicated by the beauty which stood before me.

The black dress hugged her hourglass body, accentuating her every curve. My eyes relished down her figure stopping at the red stilettos which decked her feet elongating her already thin legs, moving up to her flushed face taking a peek into heaven through her doe like eyes.

As I stepped closer she simultaneously took one back while tilting her head down. Afraid of this distance increasing, I stretched my arm out, entwining it around her waist, pulling her thud against my chest, pecking her on the cheek, taking her by surprise.

With a smirk, I moved back bringing her towards the car which would lead us to an enchanting night ahead, dinner, a movie and a little cheeky treat to top it all off.

We both took our seats as I prepared to leave for the distension beyond.

The ride was slow and serene, the silence speaking volumes in its own hushed tone, our thoughts conversing in a way, foreign to even us.

With a halt I stopped in front of the movie theater taking in the view. She was fidgeting with her purse, supporting a rosy blushed nose, surely nervous, causing a quirked smile to make a presence on my face. These adorable antics made me fall for her all over again every time.

The movie and dinner ended swiftly, with me obeying her indulging command of having food enter the pits of our stomachs giving solace to their demands of hunger.

Contempt with a successful evening, we headed back home, me not forgetting about the last thing on the list that was to be done.

I arrived outside her house stopping at the edge, close to her door way. Before she could take a step out I hastily discarded my position from the driver's seat and headed to open the door she'd exit from. With a delicate step out the car she made her way to her house as I started walking back with disappointment written across my face.

I felt a hand encircle my wrist as tingles traveled up my arm. Turning, I faced the intruder.

"Don't go..."

She softly spoke.

"I thought you'd never ask..."

Stepping closer a smile settled on my face. Resting my palms on her warm cheeks I pulled her towards me, leaving no more than a hairbreadth of space between us. I hovered over her, breathing heavily due to this close proximity.

No more able to take the torture I captured her lips between mine, fleeing every thought.

Coaxing her head back, I darted my tongue into her mouth exploring every ravishing corner as a moan escaped from deep within her throat making me groan in anticipation and filling the emptied space in me with the sensation this kiss evoked.

A perfect ending to a perfect day.

***

"Zindagi ik safar hai suhana, pur yahan kul kaya ho kisney jana..."

She moved closer to him leaning against his chest. Her every movement caused a dagger to woven itself through my heart, leaving behind a longing pain of betrayal.

My hand loosened from around the bouquet of flowers I held, the petals scattering off each rose on the hard cement floor.

I took a silent step back seeing as he pecked her on the lips. Enraged by this remark I fisted both my palms attempting at controlling the urge of shredding him from limb to limb.

My eyes, bloodshot, tired, outraged with this unfolding of the truth shed unwanted tears as i became weak in the knees and my breathing got unconsciously faster.

My legs on their own accord, walked in the opposite direction.

Looking for a place to hide my eyes wandered around the house spotting a place to free the agony being born inside me.

Not able to take it any longer, I rushed inside closing the door behind me letting out tears craving to be freed.

The door opened with a screech as someone entered the room. I turned to face the impostor ready to yell on top of my lungs but turned to be silenced by she who stood in front of me.

As eyes caught mine, I saw the opals no longer resembled paradise rather where the devil is brewed.

A crease appeared on top of her nose and regret shone on her face. She opened her mouth to speak but before she could i interrupted with triumph of having the last word.

"It's time we move on..."

***

"Ajeeb dastan hai ye,kahan shuru kahan hutum, ye manzilein hain kaunsi, na wo samajh sake na hum, mubaarakein tumhe ke tum, kisi ke noor ho gaye, kisi ke itne paas ho, ke sab se door ho haye, ajeeb daastaan hai yeh..."

Akash Singh Raizada weds Khushi Kumari Gupta

Each word as i read it sliced through every nerve existent in my body.

Walking towards the doors that led out, i looked up at the sky, which was darkened with shades of navy and black. I wondered if she could see me, the man underneath this hard shell.

Her strength, love, the thought of having my head rest on her lap as she ran her hand through my hair with her motherly affection taking me to the world of dreams, still healed my deepest of scars.

My mind drifted from the thought of my mother to khushi. The memories of us together flashed before my eyes and a soft smile settled on my face.

Love is kind, compassionate; it's aging together by her side, having him protect you from the evil outside. But, for some it may come in the form of growing up, letting go of what was never yours.

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Songs used:

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zf-O2XRW-BA[/YOUTUBE]

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8wZDU-DDTOU[/YOUTUBE]

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eJLdL5_QkVo[/YOUTUBE]

A/N: i know the ending was unexpected but i felt like experimenting. I hope you liked it and yes i went old school with the songs because like they say old is gold. if you made it till the end do hit like and don't forget to comment its always a treat to know someone appropriates your handwork. thanks for readings

Love, Zoha

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And thanks a bunch to Anji di for helping me with the tittle!!