Ishqana Dil

Part 44

A/N: I am on rampage XD but this is the last one for today! Promise!

Should she scream? Cry? Laugh? Dance? What would be the proper reaction in this situation? The man had just told her what she had been dying to hear for months now... and she only managed to stare at him with wide eyes... But still, she was grateful she had not fainted, yet, like she had thought she would...

"Apni jaan se bhi zyaada tumse pyaar karte hain hum..." he said it again. Why was it so hard to breathe? Why was it almost impossible for her to move or... do something... react? She could only look at him, drink in the sight of him. There was so much love in his eyes as he looked down at her. All the love they had hidden inside themselves for so long, all of it lay bare now. And she didn't know what to do with it.

"Bohot pyaar karte hain... Kab hua... kaise hua... yeh hum nahin jaante... But ever since I have fallen in love with you, Amaya, I cannot think about anything else..." he caught her hand that had been playing with the button of his kurta and pressed it against his heart. "Tum humaare dil, humaari dhadkan mein bas gayi ho, Amaya... I love you so much... Behad aura toot pyaar karte hain... How can if bear anyone saying something wrong about you? Tum shaayad humein paagal samajh rahi hogi, ya humein deewaana samjho... lekin hum tumhaare liye sabhi hadein paar kar sakte hain, Amaya... Amaya Mathur, I love you!" She found herself laughing and weeping, both. "I love you... I kept this to myself for so long... I just couldn't bring myself to say it to you, I couldn't find the words... but if I hadn't said it to you today, I would have gone mad, Amaya! Lekin... lekin ab humaara dil tumse javaab maangna chaahta hai... Hum... hum bhi jaanna chaahte hain... ke tumhaare dil mein kya hai? Tell me whatever is in your heart, Amaya. I am no longer scared of getting my heart broken but I need to know! I need an answer, Amaya!"

God knew what happened to her. She was happy, really very happy, this had to be the best day ever for her. But there was anger too. Where had that come from? Well, she had remembered a few things, that was all. She snatched her hand from under his, making him frown. "Javaab chaahiye tumhein?" she asked. He gazed at her, not quite understanding, and before he could, she slapped him. Not too hard, just enough to make it sting. His eyes rounded at her and she grabbed him by the collar to drag him down, closer to her. "Yeh javaab hai mera! Gadhe ho tum! Aur voh bhi ek number ke! Meri math maar gayi thi jo maine tumse..."

The tears and laughter came back. She could not even understand herself. She was acting like she lost it. Maybe she had. He was ogling at her too, maybe realising he had made a terrible mistake falling in love with her. "Tumhein kya lagta hai, Mantu? Why was I behaving so weirdly around your after the reception night? Why was I ready to do anything to get you to talk to me again on my first day at the office? Why did I spend my nights texting you and talking to you instead of getting some sleep? Why did I fast for the Shravan Puja? Why did I take the dangerous path in the Amar Jodi race? Why was I determined to win? Why did I tell you to take both jobs? What do I fight against Nanaji for every time? Who do I get worried senseless for? Why do I share everything in my life with you? Paagal lagti houn main kya tumhein?" She pushed him away indignantly.

"Amaya?" he gasped. "Wh- That was why you took the dangerous path-"

"In the Amar Jodi race? For you, yes! But you don't see anything, do you? I have to come and tell you everything? Aur upaar se tumhaari itni himmat, ki tum mujhe aatitude do? Aur toh aur, tumhaari himmat kaise huyi mujhse jhooth bolne ki?"

He gaped at her. "Humne tumhein attitude kab diya?"

"You have been doing this for such a long time!" she cried. "Sometimes you are nice to me, then you get angry-"