"Ishita!! Where are you..where is my brown shirt? You always keep on messing up with my things!"
"Ishita!! Ishita!! Will you listen or not!...Ishitaa!"
Ishita: "Why r u shouting Raman? I am coming!"
Ishita enters the room.
Ishita: "What is it Raman? Why r u shouting in the morning?"
She notices his bed is full of his clothes thrown around mercilessly.
Raman: "Where is my brown shirt? I hv been searching it for so long! I donno how you keep my clothes in the cupboard"
Ishita: "Brown shirt? Hv u ever worn it even? "
Raman: " I know i do not wear it very often. But some special clients are coming today..I think that one will be perfect for the meeting today. Hey tell me naa where hv u kept it?"
Ishita:" I kept it separately bcos u dont wear it often ! lemme take it out for you"
"Here u go" she hands over the shirt to him.
She sits down calmly on d bed to sort and fold his clothes he has thrown around.
Raman: "Arey leave it , i will tell Neelu to put them back properly"
Ishita: "Why wud Neelu do it? These r my husband's.."
She stops suddenly, realising what she was about to say.
Raman: "What?"
Ishita: " N..N..Nothing..I mean.. I will do it!"
Raman: "Only u know ur ways dear. I am already getting late. I am leaving"
"Ok" she smiles.
He smiles back and waves a good-bye to her.
Ishita looks back at the bed.
"These r my hubby's clothes..how would he know how much i love touching, feeling,setting them.." she speaks to herself, a smile breaks out on her face.
Neend ud jaave
chain chhad jaave
Ishq di faqeeri
jad lag jaave
She picks up his yellow shirt, brings it to closer to her; she smells it, kisses it, cuddles it...
Maathangi naam tha tumhara! Socho agar tumhara wo naam final ho jaata, to main tumhe kaise introduce karta? Meet my wife Mathangi Raman Kumar Bhalla..hahaha!
(Your name was Maathangi right! Had that name been finalised..how wud i hv introduced u? Meet my wife Mathangi Raman Kumar Bhalla..hahaha!)
She chuckles remembering that night with him.The first time they had shared tea together..the first time he had rested his head on her shoulder..
Tea! it clicked in her head. Even that day they had made tea together..him tea and her coffee..he wore the same yellow shirt!
She remembered how he had pulled his burnt hand when she had tried putting ice on it..
"He was so stubborn earlier! " she hits the shirt softly as if she is hitting him.
She folds the shirt properly, a smile not leaving her face.
She picks up the peach one. She remembers that time he had dressed her up in Ruhi's school.
"Aiyyo!" she squeaks as she feels aroused remembering the moment he tied that kamar-band around her waist. If the memory itself was so arousing, imagine how the actual moment would have been for her!
"You always affected me Raman..even then.."
Ae mann karda ae thagi thoriya
Ae mann karda ae seena zoriyan
Aine sikh laiyan dil diyan choriyan
Ae mann diyan ne kamzoriyan
"And even that day, when you made that fake confession, you had worn the same color Raman!"
"You had affected me so much then too, I donno exactly in what way though.. It hurt when u had said u were just faking it, but it did feel good too..cos somewhere u had said the d same words that I had to say to you..
Shayad hum ek doosre ke liye hi bane hain..isiliye kabhi koi aaj tak tik hi nahin paaya humari life mein..
(Maybe we are made for each other..that is why nobody else has ever been able to settle in our lives so far..)
"I know you meant it then Raman, I know you meant it. Atleast you confessed, even though you said you faked, I know you had confessed."
"And this carrot red one..Aiyyo! Our first hug..in the rain! Our best moments have been in d rain..haina!" she blushes
"Some part of me, then too, had wanted to believe you were not lying when you said those three words. Were you lying then or you meant it then too haan?" she smiles.
"And that day, when I had left the house, you forgot wearing pants with that orangy red one!" she laughed.
"You forgot to wear your pant bcos I wasnt with you! Isnt it Raman!"
Mann mann ki sunta jaaye
Sunta nahin mann waalon ki
Mann hi mann mein banaye
Duniya ek khayaalon ki..
"And this blue one!..You look so hot in blue my love!..We shared my pasta dat day..now that reminds me, i need to improve my pasta making skills! llemme finish dis work, dis will be my next agenda..learning to make perfect Pasta for you!"
"That day also you wore dis shirt..wen u were about to say dis to me.."
Keh doon ki tum aaj kaisi lag rahi ho..keh doon ki tumhare liye kya feel karta hoon..
(Should i tell you how you r looking today..what I feel about you..)
"Since den we havnt been able to say dat to each other Raman! uff!" she buries her cheek in her hand.
"And dis pink one! That salsa practice day! How many times had u fallen down..omg! hahaha! And u took special training to dance better dan me! My jealous Kumar!"
"Jealous Kumar se I remember..dis grey one.When I shared about Subbu with you! You had gotten so jealous..You had even asked me if I was happy with d wedding or not!"
Paas koi aave
door koi jaave
Hota hai kyun ye
koi samjhaave
She chuckles again, puts all the shirts together lovingly, and gets up to stack them in the cupboard.
She brushes her hand through his coats, she stops at the black one.
Her cheeks turn scarlet as she remembers the Kya moment.
Neend ud jaave
chain chhad jaave
Ishq di faqeeri
jad lag jaave
"Aiyyo! I feel butterflies in my stomach Raman" she bends forward and kisses the black coat.
And when she is about to close the almirah, she notices his South India Veshti..
"Awwee..My cutu! I had a crush on you wen I saw u first in dat one! U looked so cute in it!"
A smile was still not leaving her lips. He brought so much happiness in her life..his everything brought so much happiness to her...
She closes the cupboard.
She turns around and notices another shirt still lying on the bed.
"How come this one's left..sky blue!"
"U remain quite romantic when you wear that onr! remember that time you kissed me on the cheek?" she is blushing again.
And then she remembers another moment. She sits down on the bed and closes her eyes.Edited by peace.. - 10 years ago
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