MY FOREVER WITH YOU

CHAPTER-24

"What a terrifyingly beautiful thought that you are the beginning of forever.
I love you, and life for me has just begun."

ARJUN

I was trying to sleep.

The constant moments in my room irritated me, I didn't want to leave my bed. There was a distant thought that it was better if I wake up now. Rolling on other side throwing my leg at an awkward angle, I ignored it.

In next second I was attacked. Bright morning rays felt like needles on my eyelids, the comforter was pulled from my body. Someone was speaking, I couldn't understand as they were going miles per minute. My arm was shaken vigorously, I groaned loudly peaking from one open eye.

"Arjun, get up already. How you could even sleep? Today is your wedding day for heaven's sake!!"

Mom is seated near the edge of bed admonishing me. Ah, that was the reason. 

She was wearing dark green and yellow traditional ghaghra, her hair pulled up in some up do decorated with layers of flower. I crawled to her, plopped my head in her lap and sighing in content.

"You look beautiful by the way." I mumbled under effects of sleep.

Mom generally has no qualms with dressing perfectly for any occasion and she'd always be ready at least thirty minutes before the scheduled time. Dad never failed to appreciate the fact nor to boost how lucky he was to be saved from all those men complaining about their wives taking ages for any event.

Her fingers didn't stop petting my hair while she rambled about everything was ready, yet she planned to check one more time. I'm sure it must be third or fourth time, she didn't skip a tiny detail personally checking herself. It was useless to ask her slow down or trust the decorators. Dad made sure she'd eat on time and was hydrated throughout the ceremonial week.

Every night I'd go to their room and ignoring her protests, massage her feet with warm oil. At this point I concluded mom was most excited to my marriage, dad wondered apparently she wasn't even one fourth of it for their own marriage. It was fun to provoke him about getting all her attention to myself.

My eyes were getting droopy listening to her soothing voice as she continued brushing my hair complaining everyone kept delaying for the day. I hummed here and there with her.

She halted her fingers, tugging my ear just enough to get my attention "Arjun, are you even listening? I can't believe this boy, you better get up or-

"Mom please-

My eyes shot open as I realized my words by the way she was frozen it confirmed I said it loud enough. Shit! I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to calm my frenzy nerves. Out of all the years I never imagined the acknowledgment would just blurt out one day. No, I wasn't regretting but I was unprepared.

Then again, what would have been the right time?

She must have not gave me birth it doesn't mean her importance was any less than that. Even dad. My heart has accepted long back they were my parents, my family, my blessing in disguise.

The muffled sniffle followed by dampness on my hair made me jolt up in my bed. I looked at her nervously, she opened her mouth appearing to be loss of words. She gave me watery smile, I turned my gaze feeling tears gathered in my own eyes.

I sniffed thumbing a tear from corner of my right eye, unexpectedly I was pulled into her embrace. We both silently sobbed on our own. Both of us making efforts not be heard loud. Pointless though.

 She sighed loudly at some point, I didn't payed any knowledge for time as I prolonged every second blissfully in her treasure of embrace.

I was hugging my mother, the thought made me smile like a child.