Late Late Late.......I'm late 😅😅😅
Sorry for same guys but I'm hell busy with assignments and projects. And I'm sorry for same. For this part i tried tried to type it in hurry and I don't know how it turned. So pardon me
PS: Tune the song added above 😅Who you are to me?
A raindrop in thirsty desert?
A blessing in disguise?
An incomplete piece of mine?
Or serene present of my grieving self?
You are different,
An explored mystery?
Might be an unexplored mystic....He didn't want to keep track of time today, his mind wanted to capture every breath of her like they were always so precious for him. He remained seated on the chair beside his wife bed, gently stroking her thumb with his forefinger, softly as possible. She was snoring softly her hairs were spread on pillow, the lips were parted little, one hand rested over belly other was in his hands. He rose little and took a look of her face, the white band-aid at the corner of her forehead ached him, he was guilty for his act yet he wanted to face her now, wanted to feel her against him, stroking her, caress her tenderly. He wanted to ask for forgiveness, he wanted to cry keeping his head on her lap. He needed her.
Once in love, we meet a person who can change the complete meaning of our life, who had the ability to give us a new direction, who can guide us for better, who knows how to lead you towards a better you. Ishita is the same person in his life......girl who knows him better than anyone, who had the ability to love him more than her own but he still doesn't know from where he gets the courage to hurt his lady. Love asks for devotion not to suffer. Love is important to make one world better not to make you go through the worst. Love has different meaning and prospectus every time which one explore with time. He learned something new that day......the courage to love unconditionally, and now was eager to confess the same.
"I love you Jaan" he confessed another time in those hours. The early sunrays filled her room from the crack of thick curtains, he knew this was beginning of the new day, the hope of new dawn. He looked at his snoring wife another time and laid beside her sharing her bed and comfy duvet. He kissed her eyelids softly again, made her dry lips moist with his, next he planted a soft kiss on her nape, his teardrop fell on her cheek, he felt himself overwhelmed again seeing her safe and sound and he can't wait for her to wake up and confessing his heart out.
The bright rays were continuously caressing her face when she opened her eyes, her room was filled with the summer rays which made her sweet sleep break. She arched her back little to give her tired limos relief but soon she winced with pain and she realized she is not in her regular room, she was in the hospital room on a comfy hospital bed, her body was attached with Iv's, she kept under observation by doctors and her babies...she was about to go into labor last night but everything was on place now. Her babies, there were safe now. She kept her hand another time on her belly and smiled hearing the thumping heartbeats but soon she frowned seeing another hand wounded around her belly, no wonder that was her husband hand, she caressed his palm lightly than his third finger where he wore there wedding ring.
She knew her man loves her, more than anything but what kind of love he had which asks for attention every time, which can cause a mood swing because of jealousy? Which do not see shortcoming of his impulsive actions, is love need assurance to be loved? She thought they knew about the art of reading minds but there love yet to be explored more, the possessive behavior is bearable but do obsessive behavior look well? Ishita was confused, she was puzzled badly, she wants her husband to comfort her at the stage she was not ready for surprises which can exhaust her physically and mentally. Her breaths almost labored down when she felt intense pain in her belly almost unbearable and equal to death. She was not ready for early delivery neither her babies, her body and mind was not ready for anything which have e of exhaustion and she wanted her husband to make understand same.
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