~Mar Jaaniya~ A Musical Romantic MishBir One Shot Story!

~Mar Jaaniya~ A Musical Romantic MishBir OS

Abir and Mishti were in the bedroom, finishing up their usual activities, like any other night. Mishti was sitting on their bed, dressed in her nightgown, reading her book. Abir was standing in front of his canvas, holding a paintbrush in his hand. He was dressed in his usual white vest and denim jeans. As she turned her page of the book, her attention fell on him. Her man. Her beautiful man. There was no doubt that she fell in love with the amazing human being Abir was. But there were no second thoughts to how handsome he looked. He could win any competition with any greek gods. His masculinity made her crazy about him. His hazel colored eyes hypnotized her to no bounds. She always felt like some crazy teenager who would gush over her crush's looks. But that man wasn't just her crush. He was the love of her life. He was her soulmate, her partner. He was, and he always would be her number one. She realized that it had been ages since they had spent any quality time together. An idea struck her and she immediately went inside the bathroom.

Abir was lost in his thoughts when the noise of the bathroom door distracted him. He looked around and then looked towards his canvas. As Abir dipped his paintbrush in blue color, he heard the sound of the bathroom door open and he looked in that direction. Mishti walked out of the bathroom slowly, dressed in Abir's white kurta. Just like the blue color leaves a calming effect on your mind and soul, he felt the same as he kept looking at her. His first ever feeling of home when he saw her for the first time. They formed an unknown and unsaid bond of trust. His heart suddenly started racing. While his eyes remained fixated on her, his hands continued to paint on his canvas.

Lamhe vele lamhe, vele pal yeh

Idhar-udhar tahel rahe

Sehme sehme dil bhi

Keh rahe hain bina tere

As she walked towards him with a smile on her face, he dipped his brush in yellow color. A color that signified a smile. A color that signified their friendship, which was the basis of their relationship. A friendship that was so strong. A friendship that made them feel home, even when they were away from home. A friendship that provided them with a sense of belonging.

She walked and stood still facing his back. He tilted his head and glanced at her with a smirk on his face. He dipped his brush in red color and started smudging that on the yellow color that he had applied on his canvas. She slowly walked towards him and engulfed him in a back hug. The warmth they both felt was unimaginable. They closed their eyes to feel the moment. Mishti lightly caressed her cheek on his back and held him tightly by his stomach. Abir left his brush on the table and wrapped his hands over hers. He slowly held one of her hands and released her hold on his stomach while he left his other hand tightly engulfed over hers on his stomach. He blended his fingers in hers and guided their hands towards the paintbrush.

They started to smudge the red color again on the yellow color which resulted in different shades of orange color on the canvas.

Mar Jayian, tere bin mar jayian

Mar Jayian, tere bin mar jayian re

Mar Jayian, tere bin mar jayian

Mar Jayian, tere bin mar jayian re

Orange signified the most important stage of their relationship. The beginning of attraction which was unsaid but not unknown between the two. Lust wasn't the base of the attraction. Their attraction towards each other was purely based on the sense of their belonging. It was based on the grounds of the trust and respect they held for one another, for their sense of strength and the strength of their characters and values. Honesty was their strongest armour. As individuals they were self reliant. But as a couple, they were a strong team. A joint force who were ready to face and fight any battle, come what may. A force to be reckoned with.