"A blooming relationship is one where both the plants intertwine and grow as one".
The sun was at its full glory, traversing across the clouds and rising above the horizon. The birds were singing their merry song and every creature was in the process of waking up. There was an essence of warmth in the cool zephyr blowing by. The earth was awake and so were the species; Species? Did I say so? Effects of biology!
But still, somewhere on earth, two beautiful people locked in their warm embraces were still sleeping. These two people seemed to share the most amazing bond, for they were bond to each other by the pledge of marriage. For world, they were like the same husband and wife but, the fact that made them different was trust, love and passion for each other. These were blessed and were bond directly from heaven.
Less do we know about them, and now it's their turn to define.
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Waking up to the morning alarm even on Sunday was painful; at least, I felt so.I woke up streching my arms lazily and pressed the alarm to shut and went back to sleep once more.
"Morning! Wake up dear! The sun is up and you are still sleeping. Get up!" said Mr.Kapur. I stirred in my place and replied," Its Sunday!" to which he instantly retorted," I have got a golf match at the club and I can't even think of going there without your delicious breakfast". I woke up yawning and instantly crashed my face into his chest. He was on top of me, with his hands flexed by my sides.
"Ouch! What do you think you are doing?"
"Watching you sleep like a fairy and listening to your purring voice".
"Shut up! Do you think that was flattering?" and pointed my finger at his typical smirk. This man amazes me everyday. I had never expected so much love from anyone after what had happened to our relation; giving cold shoulder and tensed moments.
Sometimes, I think that if I hadn't taken this sudden decision of marrying him, I would have been doomed by now. Well, I listened to my family for the first time or they put me in it and I think everything is worth this day..
"What are you thinking?" asked Anshumann a.k.a Mr.Kapur. "Nothing!"
"Don't lie! You were frowning and you even smiled for once", stated Anshu.
"I really don't know how to answer this. If you hadn't held my hand at the time, I would have been ruined by now" and tears escaped the corner of my eyes. "I had been a silent, creepy and moody person. I was not the perfect one. You knew about my life and still, you accepted me in spite of all the shortcomings" I sobbed.
"Whenever, I look into your beautiful eyes, you know what do I see? I see a beautiful lady, with walls around her for her chastity. I see, my Varusha, silent, dignified and a person with great self-respect. I see a lady whose warmness can even melt the Antarctica and whose love can flood the seven oceans of the world. If you believe that you are imperfect, I see that your imperfection complements my imperfection and my life. So, no more tears!"
"Now, hurry up Mrs.Varusha Kapur and give me the kiss of life!"
We leaned our heads towards each other and kissed softly.I wished my every morning to be like this. We mouthed each other "love you" and went ahead with our chores.
I felt something wet on my eyes and woke up to realise that this was all dream. Yet, I felt the warmth of the embrace only to find the red-lettered day on my phone.
"Sleep-head! Wake up! Do you want to miss the day?Wake up, you lazy!" shouted Rita, my friend. When I got up, I realised that my head was drippind wet. God! This girl!?She just poured a jug of water on my head to wake me up.
One year and fourteen days earlier,
"I can't marry him! I can't marry any random person just on the pretense that he's your friend's son!" shouted I.
"And who gives you the power to deny my order? It's not a request! It's an order! Either you marry him or forget your family. Forget that you ever had a family that loved you to death. This is the result you are giving us for putting up with your every demand!" shouted Dad.
"I am my own master," I retorted .
"Schhhhhh...............".
And at that very instant, my elder sister thrashed me so hard that tears pooled my eyes for I never expected that coming from her.
On hearing my blunt voice, everyone became dead silent and stared at me with awe, for they had expected my rebel but never my bad behavior and even my sister doing that.
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There's a change. I added some more to clarify the plot. Hope this one's a easy ride.Thank you for reading! Please comment and share.
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