(A week after proposal.)
Ahana's POV
As bad as it sounded, it was time to leave. After all the lovely time I spent with my love Abhaas, the week was over and the admission forms that I had submitted in holidays bore fruit. I secured admission in Banaras Hindu University, one of the leading universities for Sanskrit studies.
That meant a lot of opportunities, a lot of exposure and 3 years stay in Sanpur, hundreds of kilometers away from home, away from family, away from Abhaas.
But Abhaas, he was really supportive. He didn't fail to mention a couple of hundred times how much he's going to miss me but never did he ask me to stay back. The fact that he picked my career over himself spoke volumes about his love. And I couldn't help but well up every now and then.
I was standing in the corridor of my house, with my parents. I was hugging them saying goodbye and Abhaas was bringing my last bag downstairs.
“Ahana!!! Where is the admission letter?"
He asked from above.I remember to have kept it in the backpack. I possibly can't lose that can I?
“Come up fast!!" He called again.
“We'll be in the car." Dad said.
I nodded and ran upstairs.As soon as I reached my room, the door closed with a thud. I was turning to look at Abhaas but he had other plans. He caught hold of my face and crashed his lips on mine. I could feel the pain in his heart, boy how difficult is it to choose between career and love? Why can't I just pack him in one of the bags and take him with me?
I will miss him so much. His touch, his smile, his warm hugs, his tingling scent and his cream colored sweaters which are now occupying most of my bags. I find them a lot more comfortable than my nicest of garments and do I need to tell why?
The fireworks that his kiss caused in the pit of my stomach, the way my heart beat increases as soon as his voice falls on my ears. I can't live without this moron, he's practically my only purpose of life.We broke the kiss because I was out of breath. He could last a few more minutes I suppose. But the way his heart was beating loudly against my face, as he hugged me tight, I knew he was having a hard time saying goodbye.
“I didn't think it was a good idea to kiss you before your parents. But if you want to we can try that next time.” He mumbled.
How can you not smile at that? But guess what, I cried." Shhh, look if you are going to cry then I'm not leaving you. BHU can keep waiting for their whole life then.”
He lifted my chin up and that lovely smile of his caught hold my heart. I keep falling for him over and over again.“It is just a matter of few months. See, you can return home for summer holidays, Christmas vacation as well as Diwali vacation. And then we will spend the whole season together, I promise. And in three years, we'll be back together with nothing left to separate us. Don't you want that to happen?”
He asked me.A future with him. If that's in stores then I'm ready to sacrifice a little bit now.
Abhaas lifted my backpack on his right shoulder, placed a kiss on my forehead and then nudged me to take steps towards my future, the future of career success, of a great job and the perfect life with Abhaas by my side.
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