She closed her eyes, unshed tears rimmed her eyelashes, tilting her chin up and brought her face up. This was her unwilling consent to prove that she indeed loved him. Realizing little that love demands no proves, only the heart needs to connect.
H...
"I don't have pleasant tales to tell, I only have sins to unveil."
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Dr Aati Greene was a man you heard only praises about. His tales of professionalism and empathy were recited by everyone at the hospital. Being young and ambitious, an eligible bachelor who's attention most women craved but not Arina. He let her see through his cracked imperfections he usually didn't let surface, before asking her to make a decision and she valued his secrets.
"Why him of all people, Amaar? We share nothing in common. Not even our nationality. This is not going to work." He scoffed at her.
"Really? So, now Dr Arina Malik is going to judge people over their ethnicity rather than their attributes? So very racist of you." He mocked her notions.
"This isn't about racism," Arina argued back, raising her voice a notch.
"It shouldn't even be. No one has any superiority over another based off their cast and creed but rather the good conduct of their character. Aati is a practising Muslim, with a good name in the society that anyone can attest to. He belongs to a well-respected family, has a stable career and earns halal. But most of all he showed concern towards you when he wasn't entitled to. You both have mutual understanding and consideration for each other. What else do you demand in a spouse?" The last part came out in an accusing tone, taunting her.
"I don't love him." She finally yelled back at him, making Mehra snap her head at her in surprise.
"Love?" Amaar's voice raised in a sarcastic tone, "did love last you before?" She was speechless.
"A commitment between two people requires a lot more than some sloppy, romantic, fairytale love. Be realistic for once and think mature. You need respect, understanding, loyalty, consideration and genuine care. Love will build eventually." His persistent tone made her realise he had thought this through.
"Everyone back home is going to gossip about me marrying a foreigner. It'll blow up so bad you know..." knowing well she was making no sense but was trying hard to divert the conversation in her favour.
