Silent War (Bewafai) On Hold

Tara

Tara

       Kartik faces me as we lay on the balcony outside our bedroom,  snuggling the late evening minutes away from our twelve month old .She must be bouncing between her bhua and grandparent's. Whenever our family gets time they love to spend time with our daughter.

      Ruhi Kartik Singhania was born in November, a ray of sunshine in my life . She is turning exactly one this weekend.

           “What are you doing?” I ask ,wiping the hair from my face.

            “Tume dekh raha hu .”

            “Look outside, it's more beautiful.”

            “Absolutely not, you my lady is the most beautiful thing I'll see all evening.
      He lightly brushes my lips with his own , I scoot a little closer. Three years of marriage and five years of knowing this man and my love and attraction for this man never waned.
Whenever I saw my parents in childhood I wanted a love story like theirs . Not only do we share the same history, our first meeting was also similar . My parents love ,respect each other. I too wanted that in my partner. Kartik I never knew someone could love me so much the way he does.

Even better, I feel the same about him. We were best friends during our college days and my feelings turned into love . But due to the  fear of our social status I never confessed but he sent a proposal through his family and proposed to me later that night. We're far from perfect and still fill the missing puzzle into each other.

        I bury my head in his chest listening to my favourite melody, his heartbeat. He was the most handsome boy in our college still he is, like a fine bottle of wine.

    “Are you sure I should go to my meeting? I'm consumed with guilt leaving you all to prepare for her birthday surprise.”

   I love my family, our life together. They also love me ,I mean some of them.We live in a two story Mansion outside city noise as Nanaji wanted to spend his last memories away from the city .So after my marriage we moved here after,When Ruhi was three months old he took his last breath. Naniji doesn't want to leave this place so we decide to settle here permanently. As it is just twenty minutes drive away from the city.

   “You’ll be cracking an important deal,Tara , something that really matters. After our daughter's birth it will be your comeback project."

“What I don't want to leave you or our baby.”

“It's just about a six /seven hour trip ,Tara, if not for my meeting with foreign clients I was ready to drive you through. Besides, the  Grandma gang is excited,even your parents are ready to invade if needed.”

He kisses my forehead lightly. “Don't worry, it's just a day.”

I giggle  holding him tight. All I want to do is stay right here in his embrace for the rest of my life. I run my hand over the length of his bare chest .  His  skin on my fingertips feels like heaven, velvety . I love it, but my mind is working overtime.

“I am worried it will be too much for everyone.”

He kisses me deeply, and we melt into each other for a moment

      “Tara,” He says when our kiss ends “Stop worrying”.He rubs his nose against mine. “There is no reason to worry, Our parents are here to help me .And since she was born you are the only one she stays with. I want our daughter to trust me ,to rely on me , I want her to feel secure even in your absence.”

In my absence, God please! This jittery feeling is not leaving me.If one day something happens to me I don't know what he will do.He can't love anyone. I know that for sure I  want him to move on from my death but it's painful to imagine the love of your life loving someone else.

I swear he is a perfect man .We have our fights, differences but our love for each other  overcomes . He never spared a glance at any women ,They all become giggly and blushing mess around him when he politely greets them. He has a tall, trim muscular body. His  honey brown  eyes are the most precious thing I saw.

He is learning business tactics working in his own company. In the new year his mom is retiring and passing her position of CEO to Kartik.
He doesn't flirt and doesn't even notice my assistant/ friend who sometimes tries hard to gain his attention. Her behaviour is suspicious. I will talk to Kartik soon about my doubt or maybe I'm too paranoid about my man .

“You are my precious .” He whispers as he always does.

“You are my favourite ” I mumbles ,his lips met mine .

Then the next few minutes were bliss. Priceless, Unforgettable, love.

Me and Kartik please God protect my छोटी सी दुनिया from any बुरी नज़र.

I love him , more than anything in this world which sometime scare me , a pain in my chest surges when a thought of him leaving me cross my side.

  Kartik .He is my everything.

Protect our love .

🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

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