Emotional Ramblings: MaAn

Sweet Beginnings

Twas around twilight as the merry wedding goers left a bashful couple at their doorstep. The air was fresh with the scent of jasmines, something he had specifically planted with his own two hands for his new bride. Anu glanced at him as he waved goodbye to their extended family. She hadn't dared to openly gaze at him previously but had merely resorted to peeking whenever she felt like she could get away with it. But today she couldn't take her eyes away from her husband. That word itself gave her a warm flush on her cheeks. He was looking as cute as a button with that red and green combination and she couldn't help but sigh looking at him. She itched to hold his hand but there was a slight tingling sensation in her stomach as her butterflies kicked in. She was finally married to her Anuj.

After much anticipation, she was finally fully his and him, hers. She couldn't hold herself back anymore and wrapped her arm around her husband's arm and rested her head on his shoulder as they waved goodbye. This moment had been a long time coming and they were finally together. She was tired of pretending she didn't crave to hold onto him and feel him alongside her.

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Anuj felt her arm creep onto his arm and he was filled with a sudden giddiness inside - realizing that Anu was finally becoming more comfortable with expressing herself around him. He felt a rush of nerves as he realized that he and Anu were alone in this house of theirs, their new home - as husband and wife.

He carefully looked down at her and could see her eyelashes fanning out against her rosy cheeks as she sighed contentedly against his shoulder as she pressed herself lightly against his side - as soft as a feather. Anuj didn't want to break this moment - it would be the very first of many where they would gaze out from their doorstep at family & friends who would join them in their little love nest, to celebrate them & their new life together. Anuj couldn't wait to spend the rest of his life together with her and grow old with his Anu. He would massage her feet when she would get tired, oil her long hair and he'd wrap her in his arms whenever she'd need a hug or protection from the world. He craved to be able to speak to her all night long with silly conversations and the haq to lie next to her whilst she dozed off at yet another long rambling conversation of his. He'd finally never have to leave her at midnight at her doorstep, he'd fall asleep with her in his arms. He'd be able to caress her as she slumbered and be able to ensure that when she awoke the next day, he'd be there ready with a cup of chai and a kiss to wish her

good morning. All the maryada was out the door now - they both had the haq to finally unleash all of their passion and properly love each other. He'd be able to hug her in her happiness and sadness without a second thought, they'd be a single unit both in soul and body.

A warmth and tenderness crept through him as he pulled her closed into him, absolutely needing to feel her warm figure against him as if trying to show their home - yes she is indeed mine to love and to protect. Anu felt him push her closer into him and her heart skipped a beat. She was all too aware of the fact that they were now alone. She dared look up and saw his deep eyes already gazing down at her and a quick blush rose through her. Anuj silently asked her whether she wanted to get inside now and she nodded and allowed herself to be led inside - neither refusing to acknowledge any silly notions of leaving the other.

And as such, the newlyweds walked through their home as the crickets chirped outside and Anuj would bend down to silently whisper into his brides' ears about the house as if to hide their secrets from being heard by even the walls of their home. The Shayar was only interested in sharing his words with his bride and no one else. Anu blushed as she could feel his breath caress her ear and his lips occasionally brush the side of her cheek or ear as he would explain where to find things in their home. She was overall too invested in every word he said and would silently nod as she moved her head closer to his lowered one - an intimate, hushed conversation between them. As they climbed the stairs together, Anuj's hand slipped down and settled itself around her waist and his fingers caressed her bare waist. He didn't bother to correct the placement of his hand anymore and Anu felt a warmth creep through her where he placed his palm. She instinctively pressed her side against him fully as they slowly climbed up the stairs whilst she held her lehenga with one hand.