CHHOTI SI ASHA

Opus of Love

A night.... A Dark sky... Conquered by murk or perhaps... A illuminating sky... fighting with that demon of dark murk by standing out with tiny twinkling hopes of lustre....

One night, one night sky, but two different points of view.... For one it's dark but for other one it's twinkling beauty...

That night, that big white mansion sleeping peacefully, but two pairs of eyes were wide awake. Although sleeping visibly, but in real they both couldn't... That night was strange for both of them. At one side, his pain startled her, on other hand her questions stirred the calm waters of his heart.

Sameer had said many things before her delivery... He was continuously shown his reluctance over the unborn. Naina always wanted to talk to him over this, but somehow she couldn't... And now... Now when everything was good, she really couldn't believe that him... Her Sameer wouldn't be able to move on... Her heart was not able to accept that her Sameer was still bearing that pain and now even reluctant to hold their own daughter.

And Sameer... He couldn't help himself, but his eyes were getting misty again and again. She asked a question, that undoubtedly pierced his wounded heart and broken the stitch of silence.

Yet, she was optimistic seeing the brighter side, that she was fine, and everything would be fine soon. But he was in pain... In a deep pool of pain still fighting with the demons of his heart.

God knows how much time passed pretending this slumber, and suddenly they both startled listening to their doll's soft cries. Sameer opened his eyes instantly and got up. In this time they spent in hospital, he already knew that this was her milk time. He got up and started to make formula milk, but a little confused too.

Naina was usual to got up with him too, bit tonight she was sleeping peacefully, not even her eyebrows twitched. This was something unusual... Just unlike his Naina.

He sighed slowly mixing the formula powder in warm water and looked at the bawling baby... For a moment thought that she must be very tired, but next moment rejected his own thought, walked to the bed,  again looked helplessly now loudly crying baby.

He was struggling whether to wake her or not, at one side their princess daughter was crying, but she was sleeping and here he was fighting his own demons looking at her deeply and suddenly he seemed to noticed something and understood something.

Sameer slowly kept the bottle on the side table of bed and said softly," Naina, tumhi kahti ho naa ki jaldbazi me uljhne badhti hai ghatti nhi... Rishton ki dor bhut nazuk hoti hai, inhe jaldbazi me suljhane ki koshish karogi to sab bikhar jayega..."

Well, needless to say that he had noticed her peeping on him through eyelids, and it didn't need any rocket science for him to know, that why she was sleeping or precisely pretending to sleep. He said, and like always went to sleep on his side.

Within a moment Naina got up with a sigh and like always started to bottle feed her gudiya. Sameer had his back on her side, but as soon as the bawling stopped, knowingly or unknowingly he sighed in relief and closed his eyes.

While, Naina looked at his back helplessly and somewhat surrounded by the deep pain.

"I am sorry Sameer, maine tumse tumhara parivaar, tumhara sapna... Sab chheen liya... Meri taklif toh sharir ki hai, waqt ke sath chali jayegi lekin tumhara ghaav... Jitna samjha, usse bhut gehra hai... Sach hi hai, jitna tumhara pyar gehra hai, chot bhi utni hi gehri hai... Sorry Sameer, lekin mai vaada karti hu dard samajhne me bhale waqt lga, ab ghaav bharne me jyada waqt nahi jane dungi... Tumhari beti bhut jald tumhare god me hogi..." , She thought looking at his stiffened back.