PART 3-b
And it's been six years, whole six years since I have started waiting for him. Not a day has passed for me without remembering him or filling the vermilion of his name in my hairline. People have asked me about my marital status and it has drawn others' unnecessary attention, but yet, I wasn't ready to hide this precious resource of mine and I will never will. Today, I'm a doctor with a busy schedule, yet I live in my old memories proving that what happened between me and Siddhant wasn't a teenage crush. We have left Kerala as a part of my medical education and Papa's transfer. But those precious memories still stick to me like a second skin. I have asked Papa numerous times about Siddhant but I got no reply. I had tried all the ways but I failed pathetically. How I wish to catch so much as a glance of him and hear his voice once? But may be we aren't lucky enough. But I will wait for him till my last breath and there is nothing in this world that can change anything about it.
Today, I just remembered all these as I'm having a holiday. I hate such holidays as I get time to think on my past which hurts like hell. As I just studied some case files, I found my mom entering my room. Normally these days, I talk very less to my parents. I don't want anyone when my life is void of Siddhant. I knew I was hurting everyone, but how can I behave normally to someone who took away my love from me in front of my eyes? I'm not that broad minded anyhow. So my mother's presence in my room hanged nothing for me, I just continued with the work I've been doing. "Roli...Are you not getting ready for your papa's retirement function?" asked mom."I already said, I'm not interested in these functions..." said me least interested to talk on the matter which we have discussed multiple times. My mom came and sat near me holding my hands. "Roli...to whom are you showing to your anger? To me or to your father? Why do you do this? We are calling you because we wanna see you happy..." my mom sad emotionally. "Happy??? Ma, how can you expect me to be happy when you people snatched my biggest happiness from my life? You don't know ma...you feel it's easy? I know I'm doing wrong to both of you who has raised me all long...It's been six years ma...What mistake did I do? Is loving someone a sin??? I loved Siddhant selflessly Ma..It's true that I didn't see the differences between us...But who said love is based on similarities? Why I'm separated from my husband without a reason???Where my Siddhant is? Is he alive nor not...I don't even know...and amongst all these you think you can make me happy just through a function..." I said with teared up eyes. "I know Roli...I know how much you love Siddhant...But what to do, your papa is saying nothing about him...but please beta, today is an important day in your papa's career...if you have any feelings for us, please do attend it.." said my mom and left the room. I was hell confused with what to do. I just closed my eyes and thought about Sid. I always do this in any difficult situation; I would just close my eyes and think what Siddhant will ask me to do if he was with me. As I did this time I felt like he was saying "Oyee my gulaab jaamun..It's your father's retirement yaar...If you don't go for it, how it will hurt him? I understand there are lot of things that stir up your mind, but just relax and go..." I felt like getting an answer. "I will go..." I muttered.
Late afternoon, I walked past the main door of the commissioner office wearing peacock green saree and an azure blouse. I loved to keep it simple even while going in a party and so this simple tea party of retirement was nothing special. I was just standing in the gallery when my parents were busy chatting to different acquaintances. Suddenly I heard my papa calling me; probably after so much time. I wondered what it was but as I didn't want to insult him there, so I just followed his call. I reached my parents and saw my mother standing with an upset expression. I wondered what it could be. "Roli...We have fixed your marriage...With the new commissioner of police, Mumbai..." My Papa said coolly. I was shocked; I didn't foresee this. It felt that all my blood vessels would burst in the pressure. I was angry like hell. "marriage???papa are you in your senses??? You know I won't get married to anyone...I have got married once in my life and it is the first and last...Even if you bring chief justice of supreme court, my answer will be the same...you got it???" I asked. "Roli...please..." My mom requested. I was like too annoyed. "Ma..I'm not interested to fight...or not even talk on this...I'm going off...otherwise, I don't know what i will end up saying..." I said and turned to leave the place. "You won't marry me???" I heard a voice asking me. Unknown to me, my heartbeats rose. There is only a voice which has got this ability to make me numb with a single word and that is...I turned in shock, surprise and expectation. First thing that caught my attention was those eyes. Yes..Those same mischievous eyes which got that captivating power. They were smiling at me like those lips did. "oyee gulaab jamun...you still didn't change..." he said walking closer to me. I looked at my papa and Ma who were watching us with a smile. Am I dreaming? Is it true???i doubted seriously. If it's a dream, I want this to go on forever... How much I have waited for this moment...he walked really closer to me and stopped with just a few centimeters distance between us. He hasn't changed much. The body has grown a bit more masculine, may be grown little taller, face has become mature and more youthful- only those changes which transformed him form a young lad to a young man. Siddhant...how I want to look at you just like this.."Why are you seeing me this???' he asked me trying to hold my hands. But I backed off making a little surprise brim in his eyes. "You should have come little more late...I would have grown old waiting for you..." I said with tears. I could see him walking close to me. He took my hands in his and kissed my palm whilst I looked around wondering what people will think. "Do you think it was only you who waited for this moment?' he asked me looking straight in to my eyes. That was enough. I tightly closed my eyes and ran to his arms. We hugged each other after long 6 years. That familiar feeling of love, protectiveness came back to me as I peacefully relaxed in his arms.
I have done a lot of wrongs in my life. One serious one among one was underestimating my papa. Little did I know that he took Sid away from me because it was the age of being together neither for him nor for me? He wanted progress in life or to be precise, deserved it. And if I stood by him all these days, it might haven't happened. My Papa took him away from me, but made him to build his life. Our separation in fact ignited the fire inside us and that's probably why I'm dr. Roli Dwivedi today and he Mr. Siddhant, commissioner of police, Mumbai. The tramp whom I met on road is an IPS officer now only because of my father. Though I have asked thousands of sorry to my Papa for all my ignorance, the hurt I gave to him, I know it all won't be enough. Probably I can fill those voids by love.
Now..We are in Kerala for our honeymoon and it's monsoons here making us reminisce our old memories. I just sat in our bed and stared at the dancing leaves and wet land. It's then when I felt a soft kiss on my neck; a very feathery one. I blushed feeling Sid next to me; taking his liberty to snuggle to me. He was planting kisses on my shoulders and neck when I asked him "Are you not feeling like loving my soul more???" This was to tease him but I found the results dangerous. He cuddled more closely to me and said "I'm feeling like loving you completely...I mean soul and body; both...Doubts cleared???" he asked winking at me. I smiled and hugged him as he started to dissolve me in his love...
THE END
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