Us again

49-Love is love

Arnav was angry, listening to the blabbering of the man infront of him. Yet he was angry with Khushi more. For she never mentioned him,to anyone.. He felt like an existance that never existed in Khushi's life..

As they left,Arnav didnot speak to Khushi. Khushi was trying her best to make Arnav speak. She knew Arnav was extremely possesive guy. He doesnot like to share his people. So she was trying hard to ease the tension. Yet Arnav was silent..

"Arnav,atleast tell me what upsets you..You know I cannot handle your silence"she asked directly..

Arnav looked at her. His eyes told Khushi,he is hurt. But what hurt Arnav?

"Tell me please. Your silence is killing me"she again asked..

"Khushi,can you tell me one thing..Do I exist in your life,your plans for true? Did you believe in me,that I would not let go of you,when we were far away?"Arnav asked. Gone was the calm,collected ASR. He was the vulnerable Aranv of Khushi..His vulnerable eyes,tone spoke a lot,what words could not express..

Khushi gulped..She had faith,Arnav would come. Her Arnavji, Arnav would not let go of her so easily, without fighting for it. But she was afraid. How would she make the man she loves understand,a day away from the person she loves,meant a thousand years. She was dying each day,in fear,in longing.

There were countless whatifs,eating her away,bit by bit. Yet Arnav was not there. No matter who,what told her,he was hers,how would she make her heart believe,that Arnav,the great,ASR,would not get irritated,angry,hurt by her leaving. Who would make her understand that behind every facade of his,stood her Arnav..

Even her family had no idea,what she was going through. Then who would understand why,she suddenly left everything and disappeared..

She knew Arnav and her were not regular couple. They were much deeper than that. But when we love,we become childish. We long to be the priority of the person we love. Yes, understanding is an absolute necessity. Yet small things,like a little time spend together,small things,means a lot.

Almost everywhere,when we see. committed couples,they have a long relationship. Yet majority of the long courtships break apart. It's like when we see too much of a person,we feel tired. Small things becomes topic of quarrel between them and then the peace just goes away..

It's like courtship, relationship that takes too much time to become marriage,it becomes a game. A fragile house of cards,a castle of sand.. Both know they are heading towards something. Yet wish to check,test,if that person is good or bad.  Some succeed,it's because of friendship that already exist between the couple. Yet some keep friendship far away from romantic relationship. They see romance as an ideal state. They look for a partner,not a friend..

Arnav and Khushi,they had met in a tender age. Though Arnav was mature,Khushi was not. Yet she was ready to take the charges.

When Khushi faced challenge,she wished Arnav was there. For once she needed someone to lean. Yet she was al alone. Yet it made her stronger . She faced herself. She saw her love. She understood what she want from Arnav. She loved,loves and will forever love Arnav,the man for whom she was born..

"Arnav,are you insecure about your stand in my life?"she asked directly..

To which Arnav stood silent. Both were standing,watching sunset,on the rooftop..

"Actually you donot have to. You know,no one else exist in my life except you.. You know,these days,away gave me time,to think,to feel again. Your simple existance is enough to brighten up my day. You donot know,how many nights I have slept hearing your voice,watching your photos.. At that time,when everything was crashing on me,when I felt so broken,it was you,who healed me. You know,at that time,I had heard rumours about you dating some celebrity,stars. Some photos,videos too. My heart asked me,what should I do,if he loves someone else. What if I donot exist for you anymore..What if he has given up,left..There are countless whatifs Arnav. Especially a woman. She has to face everyone,society,family,everyone alone. You know,when you stand infront of media,to give interviews,you face questions. Sometimes the questions are idiotic, ridiculous.. Soemtimes it hurts,rude vulgar questions. Sometimes privacy is bleached..Yet women,they face it everyday. From parents,from siblings,from elders,from relatives,from neighbours,from friends,even from nobodies.. Anyone can walk upto an woman and comment on her,her looks,her dress,her lips,her hips,her eyes,her chest,her anything and everything. And when she is young,her mother, grandmother,others tell her,break our trust,we break your neck. Study hard,or get married at 18 and be a mother. What passion,what love. Family, father's honour is tied with you. The same woman who cries her grievances,how she was deprived of her studies,had to bore responsibility,hear bad words,would feed you these poison to creat a monster for the next generation.. What do you except me to say here..That the celebrity you see,is my boyfriend? That I have someone I love? That I am hurt? Why..Is it fun,to watch the woman who loves you being called names?"said Khushi and left..

Arnav stood there,silent..