Thora sa Haq (18+)

No matter what/Valley Romance p2

Zamin fell in rumination despite the simplicity of the question. Sehar noted his silence, whilst he realised that he didnt have his own favourite colour. Rabia tayi had always shoved the colour red down his throat since it was Hareem's favourite colour. Being aware that Hareem once told Sehar about her favourite colour, he didnt want to mention this colour which he was using out of habit since his teenage days.

When Sehar with a wide smile nudged him to answer, he shrugged his shoulder and barely audible responded:

"Apna favourite colour wagerah sochne ka kabhi mouqa nahi mila". [I never got the opportunity to ponder on my favourite colour etc]. And now I am too old".

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After trying out few more Q&A on his favourites, Sehar realised how uncomfortable he was feeling going by how he was averting his gaze or stared in empty space. With a gratitude sigh over being granted  to have personal preferences from early age, she got up and took a home interior magazine from her pile of magazines and books and within seconds stood next to him. Lovingly taking his hand in hers and guided him by the dim lit dining table. Pulling a chair for him, she motioned him to sit down and opened the colour board for wall paint booklet. With an encouraging smile she commanded him:

" Aap ye dekhe..... mai abhi aati hoon" [You have a look through this..I will be right back], and with this she gave him privacy to discover a personal preference , which at his age is usually long finalised. As he looked through the booklet, Sehar tidied the bench full with the art illustries stuff. Once done she stood behind him and put her head on his. Dotingly she racked her fingers through his hair placing featherlight kisses on it. 

Sehar:" Which colour did you like the most?". 

Like a hesitant child he replied: "Khuch samajh nahi aaraha..... various colours various cheezon ke liye pasand aaraha tha.....[Cant decide....liking various colours for various things] (than easing up a little) he continued: 

"Fashion wise most colours in trend look appealing or theres a way to incorporate it in your dressing........ but overall mujh se abh nahi horaha sirf eik colour finalize karna...... tumhaara favourite rang apna bana leta hoon" [........but overall I am unable to choose one colour only...I'll just make your favourite colour as my favourite too..], exhaling a deep breath with his hands shoved in his pocket he walked by the railing of their open roof accomodation leaving the booklet on the table.

Sehar giggling came up next to him leaning with her back against the fence; his face was now hidden more in the darkness. Moonlight was illuminating on his sharp features, making his face appear more flawless and younger. Murmuring a Masha Allah underneath her breath and continued where they left off few minutes ago:

" Mera favourite colour purple hai... aap kaise purple rang apna favourite bana sakte hai *giggling* ?! [My favourite colour is purple how can you make it yours too *giggling*]

Zamin after a few seconds of thinking stroking her shoulders: "Seriously Sehar, purple with a shade of blue looked very appealing to the eyes, plus a little more connection with you ", than with a sheepish grin averted his gaze from her: 

"How embarrassing aaj apna personal colour discover kia". [ How embarassing today I discovered my personal favourite colour]

Sehar all the while preserving his dignity turned his face by his chiseled chin, with love and adoration shining in her clear dark orbs she replied: 

" Nahi, aaj eik bohot piyaare insaan ne apna favourite colour discover kia, jiss ka gawah sirf mai, aap khud aur ye khoobsurat chaand bana" [ No, today a wonderful human discovered his favourite colour with only me,himself and this beautiful moon became witness off], pointing her fingers towards the sky.