REYA SHARMA
She's got the eyes of innocence, the face of an angel. A personality of a dreamer and a smile that hides more pain than you can ever imagine.
VAYUSH KASHYAP
"...Her eyes make me think of wide open skies that I've never actually seen, onl...
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As the convocation came to an end, the noise and excitement around us began to fade. I found myself drawn to Vayu, seeking the comfort I knew so well.
Slipping into his arms, I felt an overwhelming sense of peace, as if everything had fallen into place. In his embrace, the weight of the day, the years of hard work, and the emotions all settled, leaving only a quiet solace. This moment, in his arms, felt like home.
We sat on the balcony, the quiet hum of the evening settling around us as the sun dipped lower.
The sky was awash with deep oranges and purples, and the gentle breeze carried the scent of dusk. Our hands remained interlaced, as we watched the sun slowly disappear behind the horizon.
There were no words, only the peaceful rhythm of being beside him. The silence was peaceful, but I could feel the weight of the moment.
"Kya soch rahi hai?" he asked softly, his voice blending with the evening breeze.
I smiled, still gazing at the horizon. "We've come a long way, nahi?"
He nodded, his thumb gently tracing circles on my hand. "The best part is we're together."
I leaned my head on his shoulder, feeling the warmth of his presence. "Hamesha rahega na?" I asked, my voice barely audible.
He squeezed my hand slightly, "Aur koi option hai?" he said teasingly.
I looked up at him, his lips curling into a wide grin. "I will kill you, Kashyap!"
He leaned forward, pecked my cheeks before muttering sorry. I kept my head on his shoulder again, closing my eyes and losing myself in his arms.
As we sat there in the quiet comfort of the setting sun, lost in the moment, I suddenly heard a soft clearing of a throat.
Startled, we both turned to see my parents standing at the balcony door, smiles tugging at the corners of their lips.
"Lagta hai humne tum dono ko disturb kar diya," Papa said, trying to suppress a grin.
"Sharma Ji, you've started teasing your daughter a lot these days, aren't you?" I said glaring at him, making him chuckle.
Mumma chimed in, "Bas yeh dekhna tha ki sunset sirf tum dono ka hai ya humein bhi join karne doge?"
I chuckled, shifting slightly but still holding his hand. "Aapko iski permission ki koi zaroorat nahi hai!"
They joined us on the balcony, and as we made space for them, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude.
As we sat there, basking in the quiet moment, Vayu's phone buzzed on the table. It was a FaceTime call from his parents. He smiled, holding up the screen for me to see.
Maa and Papa' faces appeared on the screen, beaming with joy. "Congratulations, beta!" Maa exclaimed. "We're so proud of you!"
"Thank you, Maa," I said, feeling a warmth spread through me.
