Home Sweet Home
It had take inconsistent probing my Bebe and many attempts at Twinkle an his own life that made Kunj decide that it was time to take his own family back to his own home. He opened the door of the cab and put forth his hand forward for his wife right after stepping out.
He dragged up the suitcases and pulled out the key to welcome her inside the small flat/apartment. A small layer of dust covered half of the furniture. The door opened to the living room that lead towards three different doors. Kunj pointed out the door to the closet, the kitchen and there bedroom to her as he shut the door close behind them. A leather couch was placed opposite a TV in the living room which was decked with video games and was wired to what appeared like a play station to Twinkle. She walked over towards the bedroom and pushed open the door to find a newly assembled bedroom set awaiting her. The plastic from the mattress laid in the corner, roughly thrown and a white bedsheets adorned over the bed. The wooden furniture appeared in perfect contrast to the pale blue wall. She walked over towards the vanity table and stared at the mirror smiling.
"Tere dil sirf sheeshe mein hi lagta hai, hai na!" he taunted from behind following her into to the bedroom to spot her standing in front of the mirror.
"Ab mein har waqat itni achi lagti hoon toh mein kya karoon. Dil se raha nahi jata!" She retaliated his taunt by flipping her hair and turning to face him.
"Yeh batao, yahan pe naya furniture kyun hai?"
"Yahan pe pehle koi furniture nahi tha. Papa ne yeh flat abho do saal pehle hi graduation pe gift kiya tha. Mein yahan pe bohot kam raha hoon!"
"Tumhe graduation pe Papa ji ne aik ghar utha kar de deya?" she looked at him visibly shocked. She had assumed that maybe he had an apartment on extended leasing. "Aakhir kon sa teer mara tha jo Papa ji ne tumhe yeh deya?" she questioned intrigued.
"Tujhe sharam nahi aati apne hi pati ki kabiliyat par shaak karte hue?" he asked unammused at her surprised tone.
"Mein toh iss leye puch rahi hoon kyun ke mere degree milne pe Maa ne mujh par larkoon ki barsat shuru kar di thi pehle din ke baad hi." She replied half heartedly.
"Teri degree kis subject mein the Twinkle?" he questioned in an almost sarcastic tone making her glare at him before she gritted her answer at him. "Drama & Theater mein thi."
"Waise Papa ne iss leye deiya kyun ke uss waqt un ke kisi dost ne apne bete ko graduation pe flat deya tha aur Papa ko dikhana tha unhe woh bhi apne bachoon ke leye property khareed saktein hai. Anand bhaiya itna naraz hue the. Unhe toh apni donon degree khatam karne ke baad ghari aur gaari mili thi aur mujhe pehli dafa mein hi ghar mil gaya!" he ended up laughing at the turn of events that had followed.
"Acha hai." she nodded smiling at him.
The silence settled in between them, there lips curved into soft smiles and there eyes looking into each other's with gratitude, respect and love for each other. Kunj raised his hand to brush away the strand of hair that was framing her face and pushed it behind her ear. He sensed the goosebumps on her skin just as she had sensed his touch over her. Her eyes wandered away from his eyes as she felt his feet shift towards her and him stepping closer to her.
"Kkkya kar rahe ho?" She questioned hesitantly
"Tujhe aik cheez realize hui Twinkle?" his voice was mellow yet his tone had a hint of teasing in it.
"Kya?" she looked up surprised at his question.
"Iss ghar mein," his arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her towards him and allowing her hands to rest on his chest, "tum aur mein, akele hain! Koi bhi nahi hai yahan, sivaye mere are tumhare."
"Kuunjjj." she spoke almost winning and tried to push him away.
"Kya Kunj?" He replied tracing the profile of her face with his finger. "Abb tou honeymoon shuru ho ga! Aur baghair interruptions ke. Abb tou tu bhaag bhi nahi sakti mujh se aur na hi bahaane bana sakti hai tu." he added on teasing her looking at her shyly smile and lower her gaze.
He leaned down towards her to kiss her but before he could place his lips over hers, she turned her face around, having her hair brush his face to bring him out of his own daze.
"Woh.. woh kitchen nahi dekha. Kitchen toh important hota hai na." she added apologetically, addressing his unamused expression. He heaved a sigh before pulling his arm back from around her waist and walked out towards the living room, turning around to raise his eyebrows at her asking whether she would care to follow him.
She stood at the door of the kitchen for few minutes before entering inside to be throughly impressed by the granite counter tops and wooden cabinets. It was so pretty she had a hard time deciding how to make sure not be as messy as she was back in Amritsar while cooking and experimenting. Boxes of kitchen appliances were stacked on top of each other by the corner and a box of dinner-set and cutlery was placed in the middle song with the pots and pans.
"Grocery items ke ilawa sari cheezen hain. Thori se noodles aur canned items bhi hain upar wali cabinet mein. Sab kuch pehle hi ship kar waliya tha. Agar koi cheez chaiye ho tou bata dena," he spoke from behind her before walking out and throwing himself on the couch and busying himself in restarting and setting up the television and playstation.
She looked back at him, his face appearing tired and weary from the early hustle bustle and the lack of sleep ever since there arrival in London.
He busied himself in the playstation sensing that she had bused herself in setting up the kitchen as well. It didn't take much time to set up the playstation. He pulled out the box of Dron Bradman and inserted it in to play. He had scored about 50 runs-in when he noticed her walking out of the kitchen with two bowls in her hands. She had a twinkle in her eye as she placed the bowls on the coffee table on the side and sat next to him smiling. He looked over at the bowls to spot instant noodles in them and raised his eyebrows questioning her.
"Khane ka time ho raha tha aur mena socha pehli cheez kuch special honi chaiye!"
"Aur noodles special kaise hue?" he questioned smiling at her
"Kunj tum na!" She hesitated before sitting down next to him and speaking in a defensive tone. "Bas chup chap khao."
The next fifteen minutes were spent silently with Kunj balancing the game controller in one hand and trying to slurp th noodles through the other while Twinkle's attention was focused on her bowl with her twisting the noodles around the fork over and over until either they would slip out or would be too big for her mouth.
"Kunj." she asked in between her last bites. He moved his head to look at her and erupted in laughter seeing her cheeks stuffed and noodles sliding out her mouth.
"Tune noodles ko bhi nahi baksha! Un pe bhi attack?"
"Hasna band karo! aur yeh batao ke tum kal kitne baje nikalo ge aur kya mujhe pure time akele rehna pare ga?"
He paused the game in between and put the empty bowls from there laps onto the coffee table before facing her. Her eyes were rounded up in concern and her lips were covered in the soup from the noodles. He lifted his thumb to wipe her lips to which she tiled her head to show her displeasure at him not answering her question.
"Mein kal 8 bajje nikloon ga aur tujhe akele hi rehna para ga kyun ke Maa aur Dad itna kareeb nahi hain ke mein tujhe drop kar sakoon." he spoke before turning away from her, "Aur iss leye tujhe kal paanch bajje tak is ghar mein akele rehna pare ga. Pakka promise yahaan koi bhoot nahi hain!"
"Matlab yahaan bhoot hain!" she questioned turning around to survey the room, "Tum mujhe bhootiya ghar mein lai ho Kunj!" she slapped his arm.
"Tu khud kaafi hai kisi bhi bhoot ko darane ke leye." he spoke wiping his thumb off the couch.
"KUNJ!!" she slapped his arm once again, her face all scrunched up. He pulled her arms towards her making her crash against him.
"Kya Kunj?"
"Mujhe bhooton ke saath nahi rehna!" she uttered in a raspy voice.
"Be fikar reh! Tujhe mujh par toh bharosa hain na? Tujhe bhooton ke saath bilkul bhi nahi charoon ga. Bechare dar ke bhaag jain ge!" he finished off laughing.
"KUNJ!" she squealed
"Acha na sorry." he replied as she tried to break away from him.
"Acha na Twinkle! Sorry na!"
She refused to look at his face before breaking her vow of silence in the next few minutes. "Tumhara project khatam kab hoga? Mujhe wapas Amritsar jana hai."
"Hum wapas abhi toh nahi jain ge." his expressions had turned serious as he looked over at her. "Aur itni jaldi mein wapas jana bhi nahi chata. Jo wahaan choor ke aain hain, usse wapas gale laga ne ka mujhe koi shauq nahi hai."
"Tum aisa toh mat bolo."
Her hands reached out towards him to pull into her own grasp. He looked over at her face and felt the stiffness in his body melt and soften. He smiled lightly, the weariness on his face resurfacing; and dropped himself on the back of the couch.
"Pata hai Kunj, mein ne kabhi nahi socha tha ke hum iss tarha apni duniya bhi basa paieen ge!" she exclaimed, leaning against him and staring the paused screen of the TV in front of them. "Life bhi kitine ajeeb hoti hai na!"
"Meri toh tere anne ke baad ajeeb ho gi hai." he joked
"Tum jitna mazak karna chate hoo na, kar lo. Abb toh mujhe pata hai ke tum mujh se kitna pyaar karta ho."
"Haan, mein na socha tere saath zindigi abb bitani hi hai toh tuj par itna gussa nahi kiya karoon." he validated her response and received a playful slap on his face.
"Acha, sorry. Tere ilawa toh mein kissi ka soch bhi nahi soch sakta Twinkle. Tu ne toh kuch kar deiya hai mujh par. Tera pyaar mujhe har waqt tere taraf kheech leta hai."
"Tum aur tumhari baatein Kunj!" she spoke smiling and tightening her grip around his arm.
"Abb tujhe meri batein sadhi hui nahi lagti?" he asked placing a kiss on her forehead
"Nahi. itni nahi lagti jitni pehle lagti thi." she replied breathing in. "Ab toh tum mujhe bare cute cute lagne lage ho!" she pulled in his cheeks separating herself from his arms and stopped when he took her hands back into his.
"Tujhe pata hai, tujhe mein kab se cute lagta hoon, mein tujh se pehle se janta hoon!" he spoke indignantly
"Acha! Tou batao kab se?" she inquired curiously, "Aakhir mujhe bhi toh pata chale ke tum mujhe kab se itna gaur se dekte the?"
"Sari bataein thori bata sakta tujhe." he replied tickling her sides. Upon hearing her giggles and abrupt "no's" he continued to tickle her until she had fallen over him. There eyes interlocked for a few minutes when he gasped her waist and slid his hands up her back and pulled her towards him. She felt a push from behind and stared at his face, his eyes looked at her through a familiar heavy lidded, intense gaze and probed her to close her eyes in anticipation.
He leaned in, seeing she had closed her eyes and placed a small peck on the side of her lips before placing his lips over hers. Her breathing hitched and her hands travelled up his arms to his neck, wrapping around his neck.
For the next few minutes the new and old mingled together. The faint rays of sunlights coming in through the window shone on them while there hearts raced in sync. The smell of the new house surrounded itself around them and the hopes of new beginnings hung in silence. Things were going to be finally alright.
Edited by areeba_blossom - 9 years ago
Love Friendship Dating and Relationships
Bindi
