ENDEARMENT (ON HOLD)

Devouted Fervent

Sometimes, brain fails to perceive the buried truth though recognised also fails to accept bowing to the world's irrationals but heart is recalcitrant, fervid, unsubmessive atlast stands above and against all.

"Haan, Pyaar hai woh teri, Prem hai tum dono ek doosre ke liye aur Mohabbat hai tuje ussey... Yeh hi satya hai aur tum iss sachayi se chahkar bhi baag nahi sakthe... kabhi nahi."

Though at earshot Anirudh shuddered at the words also was about to totter yet gaining efficacy turned back to face the person only to get securely enveloped in a tight soothing hug.

As he tried to wrench himself received patts on his back trying to console his inner turmoil. Though felt familiar, his uncertain state had blocked his mind unable to proceed further but somehow surrendering helped to lighten his travail.

Jerking away at once, he heared him again with same affirmation "Uske liye khood se bhi ladna, uski kushi mein kush hona aur uski dukh tuje takleef dena, uski ek muskuraahat ke liye kuch bhi kar jaana, uski suraksha ke liye apni jaan dene ke liye bhi tayar hona, har wakth uski bhalaye ke liye sochna aakir uski ek jalak ke liye tadapna... yeh sab prem hi toh hai."

As the known familiarity turned limpid was taken aback not only for his words but also the person who voiced, Anirudh stood motionless being numb unable to utter yet made a vigorous nod in negation in his defence.

Passing a small sarcastic smile, the person continued "agar woh teri pyaar nahi hai toh har wakth uski chinta kyun ho rahi hai tuje? Uski yaaden kyun satha rahi hai tuje? Uski bhalaye ke liye dhoor rehna aur usi doori se kyun takleef ho rahi hai tuje? Uske liye kyun gawah hai teri jaan? Sirf usi ke pass kyun sukoon miltha hai tuje? Woh tere jeene ki wajah kyun hai?" Pausing a minute, added on "Usi ke pass kyun lautna chahtha hai tere dil? kyun teri zindagi uski naam hai? Akir woh tumhari zindagi ke sath tumhari parchayi bhi ban gayi. Kyun? Kyun woh tumhari har kushi ka Karan hai? Jawaab hai koi tere pass inn sawalon ke liye?"

Stumbling back wobbly at the dagger of questions thrown on him, whispered inaudibly "par prem... nahi. Yeh galath hai, paap hai yesa nahi ho saktha"

Cutting him off placing hands on his shoulders, maintaining the smile uttered in asseveration "Bondita ke sakha babu kabhi galath ho sakthe hai kya? Isiliye isme Na galath hai aur Na hi paap, haan galath hoga agar tum uske dil ke badle uske dikavat se akarshan huye toh, paap hoga agar uski maasum si muskurahat ke badle uski tan se matlab ho tho. Par yesa toh nahi huha aur na kabhi hoga janthe ho kyun? Kyun ki sachi mohabbat hai tuje ussey arth pyaar mein leen hokar sirf apne aap ko puri tareke se samarpith kar rahe ho woh bhi bina kisi apekshaen se, svaartharith hokar apna sab kuch var dena akir uske liye khood ko bhi mita dene ke liye tayar ho aur isiliye baarish se iss darthi ko joh sambandh hai utni hi adhbuth rishta hai aap dono ki"

Observing his unrest, he added on "Aur Pyaar ahem hai ek shradhapurn bhavana hai, pooja hai, joh lagaav judaav aap dono me hai woh ek sarvasheta ehsaas hai aur sab se zaroori baath prem  jaath, paath, pad, unpad, amir, gareeb, rang, roop akir Umar nahi dekthe... agar yeh sab dekha toh woh pyaar nahi sauda ban jathe hai. Samaj saktha hoon mein... tum dono mein Umar ka faisla hai par yaad rakh yeh sab dekha toh radhekrishna, Gaurishankar aur Siyaram nahi hothe aur jab bagwan hi pyaar ke samne juk gaye toh tum ek sarasari manushya, tum kya. Agar abb bhi galath laga toh ek bar apne dil pe hath rakh kar anke bandh karke khood se poochna... tumhari sari savaal ka jawab mil jayega."

As he constrained himself not because of the person but his own restless heart, unsettled mind and rootless soul demanded to know the residing truth which might turn into eternal verite of his life.

With eyes closed as he positioned and debriefed him, he saw her running towards him in a great pace by lifting her brightly hued green saree matching the lush green backdrop accompanied with the melodious and uneven clinks of her bangles, anklets, her long tresses flying to the tunes of wind, her eyes glowing, her face sparkling and her smile widening further as she neared. For once unknowingly his lips curved upwards slightly at ease and euphoria as he felt her real and startling him, his single thought of her made his heart unflappable, mind pacific and soul rest in tranquil atlast his all self in equanimity. In the end, he felt her, all her on him precisely innermost depth and undeniably cherished the feeling of her resinding in him. It was then he impelled to believe his spiritual fervent in buoyant for her, his Bondita.