[Sequel of Rang Jo Lagyo: The Colours of Love; can be read as a standalone]
Who said people with perfect pasts don't have broken parts to them and who said people with shattered pasts don't have a sense of fulfilment in them?
When she has learned th...
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She held my hand after he left giving me a reassuring smile and it made my anger dissipate instantaneously. "I'm sorry Adhvita," I said, and she moved her thumb over the back of my hand to give me some comfort.
"It's alright. I could care less about anything else if you are by my side. And stop ruining your mood on such an important day," she said tightening her hold on my hand. "Let's go get some fresh air." She pulled on my hand, and I began walking behind her out of the venue. We reached the front garden and stood by the fountain under the moonlight. I sighed heavily and took Adhvita's hand between both my hands. I kissed it deeply and closed my eyes feeling a turmoil of emotions. My eyes turned teary as Taneja's words replayed in my head how I'm incapable of maintaining relationships. This is what I have always feared, and this is why I have been running away from my fears. But I just couldn't help when I saw her. Her warmth was what pulled me towards her. I didn't even know that I was yearning for that warmth before I met her. I didn't even know that all the emotions that I've felt being around her existed within me.
"I'm sorry Adhvita," I mumbled against the skin of her hand. She lifted my face up making me look at her. Her worried expressions were further adding to my agony. "He wasn't wrong Adhvita. I haven't been able to sustain any relationship my entire life."
"Why Saanjh? Why are you taking his words to your heart? You are not what he described you to be," she said trying to console me, but tears escaped my eyes looking at her. She cupped my face and moved her thumbs over my either cheek, erasing all the tears and pain with her mere touch.
"Meine rishton mein bas bechaini mehsoos ki hai. Kya aap meri iss baichaini ko door karengi?" I said rotating my face slightly and touching my lips to her palm that was cupping my face. "Mohabbat kya hai mujhe maloom nahi. Agar sikha sakti hain to sikha dein."
Removing her hands off my face, she touched her forehead with mine while gently moving her hand over my chest and finally resting it on my heart. "Mohabbat seekhi nahi jaati. Jis din apni saanson mein mujhe payenge, us din samajh lena aap par Rabb ki rehmat ho gayi." She inhaled deeply and said, "aur hamare rishte mein bechaini ki koi jagah nahi."
(I have only experienced restlessness in relationships. Will you take away that restlessness? I do not know what love means. If you can teach me then please do.)
(Love cannot be taught. The day you'd find me residing in your breath then know that you've been blessed by God. And there's no place for restlessness in our relationship.)
Saying this, she took me in her embrace drenched in warmth that swathed my entire being in love. "How did I find you?" I muttered as few tears dropped on her bare shoulder after leaving my eyes.
Detaching herself, she cleaned my face off of tears again and shook her head in a no. "Everyone's waiting for the host of today's event inside," she said giving me a smile and slipping her hand in mine. Feeling somewhat relieved, we both headed inside. Soon few people surrounded me which made Adhvita leave my hand and move away from me. They began congratulating me, but my eyes remained on her who was slowly walking away letting me be the center of attention today. Some more people walked in which completely blocked my view of her.
