OS - LOVE TO ME IS YOU
"Love Is Just A Word Until You Find Someone To Give It Meaning"
If someone would have asked Khushi Kumari Gupta to define love,then she wouldn't have taken a moment to answer that question.She would have gone on telling the person concerned that love was when you feel bells ringing in your head,of flowers being showered on you.Love was being able to see that one face everywhere your gaze went.It was that elated feeling of flying in the air and songs playing in the background.
But she wasn't that Khushi anymore.She was Mrs Khushi Arnav Singh Raizada.Yes,it has all happened with her but she has been stupid enough to not realise it before,according to her own admission.Because all those feelings have been caused by one person with whom she never thought she would ever fall in love with,even in her wildest of dreams.
And with time she has realised that love was much more than all that cheesy stuff and the reason was the man that held her heart and soul.She has fallen only to rise in his love and his love has made her life even more beautiful than her dreams.
Now,If someone asked her to define love,she didn't knew what would she answer.It wasn't easy to accept that Khushi who could talk miles per second would find it hard to define love.The reason it started and ended in only one word for her.
Love was drifting off to slumber seeing his loving face and waking up to the eyes staring at her with unwavering ,unbound and limitless love.
Love was thanking her DeviMaiyya every now and then for blessing her with him in her life.
Love was how they would still fight over who would have a shower first which always ended in him relenting to her demands.
Love was when he would wait for her to come and join at the breakfast table before he would start eating.
Love was how he would sit for a 3 hour Bollywood movie only for her happiness.
Love was how inspite of his reluctance,he would accompany her to the street side food stalls whenever she craved for it,standing by her side while she relished every bit of it even digesting the bits she popped into his mouth always.
Love was how he would sneak in time for her everytime.Even when there would be a host of commitments and work pressures at his back.
Love was how he never ignore her calls picking it up while being in conference with international delegates, not caring about what would anyone think or how absurd the change in the ASR they knew would seem.
Love was how she was always his first priority over anything else in the world.
Love was how from always having the feeling of gratitude and obligedness towards the ones that has taken her in their loving embrace,she finally had a space where there were no obligations or standards to be met.
Love was how his presence in her life has finally given her the feeling of belongivity she always craved for secretly.
Love was how his love has provided her the security and her most cherished belief of knowing that till the time he was there she will never be alone.
Love was how she was no longer scared of darkness and lightning because he was always there to hold her.And with him there was no room for any fear to cloud her heart.
Love was how the man for whom driving was a stressbuster,who loved driving cars at a raging speed would never ride a car beyond the average level only for her.Not only when she was with him but even when he drove alone because she wanted it that way.
Love was how he was always there to hold and support her never letting her fall.
Love was his anger whenever she would hurt herself being lost in some other world and then tending to her wounds like she was a fragile doll that could get hurt even by a feather.
Love was him carrying her in his arms everytime she fell asleep in the late nights talks with the family or unexpectedly whenever he felt like because he loved it.
Love was him being her only anchor.
Love was how he would willingly sit and participate respectfully in every ritual believing in her beliefs.
Love was how he could still find beautiful with her messy hair with her clothes graced with batter as she cooked jalebis.
Love was how she never been the one to demands had no qualms in demanding anything for him because he was the only person on whom she held an unquestionable and unquenchable right.
Love was how he has been her biggest pillar of strength and the motivation behind her being able to create an identity of her own.Under his guidance and mentorship,her flourishing catering business,a testimony to it.
Love was how he knew her better than himself and could guess her every reaction to not only to his but anyone's action.
Love was how her heartbeats would go erratic just at the sight of him.
Love was how his presence in her life has made her a better and more accomplished person.
Love was how he would get wet with her everytime it rained and then would heed to her as she went on sneezing continuously.
Love was how he has indeed become the son to her Buaji,Amma and Bauji.
Love was the pride she knew always reflected in her eyes for the man her husband was,whenever she looked at him relishing in the blissful feeling that he was only hers.
Love was theside of him that was reserved only for her.To see and love,to hold and cherish because she indeed was selfish not wanting to share him with anyone else.
Love was how she no longer had to pretend anymore.She didn't had to be all smiles and bubbly when she was sad or upset.Because it was only with him that she was truly herself.
She could shout at him,get pissed off at him.act crazy,behave unreasonably,sing aloud and dance to Bollywood songs,fall asleep in his arms whenever she felt like,be whatever she wanted.Because at the end he would be always be there to catch her before she fell,to wipe her tears before they escaped her eyelids,to hold and love her unconditionally because she was his Khushi.
If someone would have dared to ask Arnav Singh Raizada to define love,then that person would have regretted the moment those words escaped his mouth.Mr Raizada would have pretended that he never heard that question or would have passed such an infuriating glare to the concerned person,sushing him at the very instant because the man he was,he didn't believed in wasting his words or his time.
He has laughed it off when his sister has told him that one day a girl will come in his life seeing whom,he will realise that if he never got her then he would not be able to breath.
And it indeed has,the moment she has fallen into his arms and since then there has been no looking back.She has broken all the walls that ever surrounded his heart and was now entrenched his soul so deep,that his heart will literally stop beating without her.
Now,the word Love was enough to lit up a fond smile on his face.As,the word Love itself meant Khushi for him that held the power to make him smile in the worst of times.She was his personal miracle.
Love was how she was the only constant thought in his mind day and night.
Love was Now believing that there existed a divine power that sent her in his life bringing them together.
Love was how he would always made it a point to always wake up first ,only so he was able to watch his angelic face while she slept peacefully,her hair messed up and scattered on pillow with her one hand tightly clutching his tee securedly.
Love was how the once workaholic ASR now made sure that he was home at a fixed time with no disturbance allowed in his family time.
Love was coming home exhausted from work to be welcomed with her bright smile.Being enveloped in her loving arms vanishing away all the tiredness of the day.
Love was how she never ate dinner without him inspite of his constant perisuals ,feeling the sheer bliss of finally having someone to come home to.
Love was how she was the keeper to his soul.
Love was how his own family loved her more than him.
Love was how she took care of his every small need and necessities.From checking whether his laptop and phone were charged to keeping his every file in order.And the beauty of it was how he the one who has always been independent,has come to depend on her for every small thing.
Love was her constant nagging and strict control over the timely intake of his medicines.
Love was how she would him hand his handkerchief,car keys and wallet when he got ready for work,with him deliberately losing things only to irritate her.
Love was how her face depicted the myriad of emotions that she experienced.From being annoyed at one moment to downright angry and from being highly irriated to still flushing beetroot red at their proximities.
Love was how she went being all shy and coy in one moment to all territorial and bold the other.
Love was how she claimed her rights over him and had no qualms in telling anyone for that matter in actions and words to whom he rightfully belonged.
Love was how from being the one to loving sweets and especially Jalebis,she would not even touch it now unless she has herself prepared sugarfree sweets for him first.
Love was how he would everytime guess the every surprise she was planning because she was never able to hide anything from him.Nor that he could,but he did despite it all only because he adored the way her eyes would widen with excitement and untainted glee.
Love was how she was like the blooming tender flower in his garden that needed protection from everything,the only difference being his life resided in that flower.
Love was how she has taught him that real happiness resided in one's own self and if we see through our heart we could find happiness even in the most mundane of things.
Love was the child like innocence that resided in her making every moment of his life colourful.
Love was her baseless singing of songs at most absurd of moments and him loving it.
Love was how there were no haunting or painful memories or any nightmares anymore.As his heart was solely occupied by her limitless unconditional love.
Love was how she was strictly Mrs Arnav Singh Raizada in the outer world but at heart she was still the crazy and weird Khushi he has fallen in love with.
Love was how she has empowered him to become a better person turning out to be an inspiration for him and the pride he felt in the knowledge that she solely belonged to him.
Love was how he was no longer alone.He had someone with whom there were no laid up masks or pretentions,a space where he was just Arnav,her Arnav.
If someone would ask both of them,then love to them was.
Holding hands letting their fingers getting entwined.
It was ending up marrying each other even when there has been a loop of misunderstandings and deceits that surrounded them,because a life without the other was never an option.
It was pretending to hate the sight of each other,hurting the other with venomous words,only to end up causing more pain to themselves.
It was jumping to arguments and defying each other at the every given opportunity, hiding the care behind their subtle actions beneath the layers.
It was the feeling of righteousness and the inhesitancy towards the other's touch that persisted from the moment their eyes met.
It was bearing the unbearable pain of separation,experiencing their life sucked out of them.To almost ending up dieing for each other.Realising the unquestionable and veracious truth of the inevitability of their existence without their other half.
It was battling the hell and back and still being ready to endure any pain if it meant the safety and happiness of the other.
It was being entrenched in each other's souls.
It was knowing if the other was upset or distressed even while being away from each other, never needing the need the words to voice it out.
It was how they would always made it a point,to always keep the other informed about their respective whereabouts,irrespective of anything knowing the worry it would cause the other.
It was in their ability to talk through eyes while being surrounded by a host of people,communicating everything and anything without anyone getting even a clue of it.
It was not anyone's business to know anyways.Their language of love only for them to decipher.
It was always putting the other first before their own not caring what the proprietary demanded.
It was never letting anyone third person interfere in any of their personal matter and never unleashing their anger in presence of any company.Even when they would stop talking to each other momentarily and their family would try to intervene,they would shrug it off as nothing not providing anyone a chance or the right to say even a word about the other.
It was a simple rule that was never voiced out aloud between them but was fulfilled to faultlessness.Whatever existed between them was meant to be between them.They were one force in front of the world.
It was fighting on baseless issues or reaching to disagreements and waiting for the other to apologise first.Then it was becoming frustrated seeing the one act indifferently,staring at each other,when they thought the other was not looking and ending up apologising themselves.
It was in the vow they made to themselves of going to any longitudinal stretch for the happiness of the other.
It was how their heartbeats always beat in synchronisation whispering the name of their other half.
It was in all those secret escapades to their Mama's garden and the farmhouse.
It was being able to leave all the hurtful and painful memories behind and remembering their parents with smile.As they talked to them looking at stars often ending up complaining about each other feeling the blessings in their togetherness.
It was in those tender touches and feeling their souls getting united in their most intimate moments.
It was feeling of being home in each others embrace.
It was in all those long drives,in all those shared moments of silence.It was in the inprompt dancing in each other arms losing the train of time.
It was in all those memories they have created together and in all those they will create in their life to come ahead.
It was in the dreams of them growing old together seeing their great grand children play in the garden.
It was wishing with their every breath to be together in life and death.
In the end it was only Arnav and Khushi and their Choti Si Duniya that was laid on foundations of unquenchable trust and mutual respect,built on the rocks of blooming care which will go on blossoming forever with their evergrowing and unconditional love.
I wrote this because I felt like writing it.If you did read it though I am highly doubtful,I would love to hear what you have to say even if its something negative feel free to say it.
Ignore the typos,Haven't proofread yet.
PMs will be sent out later.
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