"I saw it coming long ago, But I needed to believe I could change it..I needed to believe I could love enough...I needed to believe it was love.."
A heavy sense of oppression brooded over the air, painful thoughts hovering their minds, as the rhythmatic memories streamed their hearts, in the pricking silence of the car ride back home, she had messaged driver long back to go home, she knew no matter how angry he was he would ensure their safety by dropping them himself, he glanced upon sleeping figure of Vaidehi from rear view mirror as helpless anger simmered in him, a somber and breathless calm hung between them as they dared not to look at each other, fearing the hell will break loose, she gasped opening her mouth to utter something, it was like he realized, not having strength to hear her, his hand went onto the music system of the car increasing its volume from mute..she closed her mouth looking out of the window as her eyes burned with tears, daring to fall..
Dil charkhe ki ik tu dori
Sufi iska rang haaye
Isme jo tera khwaab piroya
Neende bani patang
Dil bharta nahi Aakhe rajjti nahi
Chaahe kitna bhi dekhti jaau
Waqt jaaye main rok na paau
Tu thodi der aur theher ja
soneya
Tu thodi der aur theher jaa
Tu thodi der aur theher ja
zaalima
Tu thori der aur theher jaa
Haaye
Din tere bin ab jee na paaye
Saas na leti raat
He turned the music system off, as it got too overwhelming to take, focusing his eyes back on the road, dazing into its emptiness at night as the memories of so many such rides flashed before their eyes, from Nainital to Goa to here, there had been so much yet it feels so less today, so little portion of their lives but it seemed like since forever they had been living this, living this beautiful dream..They got down the car as Sidharth picked up Vaidehi from back of the seat in his arms, his heart teared up as she snuggled more into him in sleep recognizing his touch, he looked at her almost accusingly for a second before he moved past her, she just walked besides him not removing her eyes from him, their hands occasionally brushed each other's as they stood in the lift, none dared to look at each other while their hearts tried to cherish each other's touch, sparking their existence..he walked in front of her as they reached her door and she unlocked it, he quickly walked in... his heart broke on seeing the packed suitcases all around, every corner screaming their memories, their fights, their love, and whatnot, he almost felt weak in knees as he saw their fight box laid on one corner, he placed Vaidehi on her bed covering her with a duvet... stroking her hair and then, taking her small hand in between his two big ones, as he pressed a kiss to it, looking at her peaceful face, her smile that had always healed him..he smiled through his sobby eyes looking at her agape mouth as he closed it with his palm, the air in this house choked him, he got up kissing her forehead silently closing the door ready to walk out, before this air chokes him or her presence breaks him..He made his way through the door, when he felt a cold familiar touch holding his big palm, her braclet and bangle touched his hand through her wrist, it always enticed him as they made a subtle noise when she would move her hands to pull her hair behind, it was a different kind of thing she wore, it was her signature the way it hung on her wrist allured him to no ends, he would often play with it when they would wordlessly sit staring in the night sky entwining their fingers, he suddenly felt a pang of fear grip his heart harder, he was so in love with her every little thing, how is he supposed to live without those little things, without those hands, those eyes that would consume him everytime she would tell him she loved him, those ears on which her danglers would dance, behind which he would pull back her strands of her beautiful luscious hair, her hair which smelled so soothing everytime her head would be on his chest and their fragrance would calm every storm in him..he wordlessly followed her as every mere thing about her devoured his entire being..she opened the gate of the terrace as she left his hand finally bolting the gate from inside, a fresh stream of tears and a thousand evanescent memories of happy days flowed before her eyes..
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Soz-ae-Ishq
Romance"aahon se soz-e-ishq mitaayaa na jaaegaa, phuunkon se ye chiraag bujhaayaa na jaaegaa" Disclaimer : This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual...