Jeevan-Saathi

" Yadi aapki patni aapse kuch mange , toh aap denge Aarya? Mana toh nahi karenge na?"
Her sweet melodious voice made his heart flutter like a young, naive teenager, not the calm man who had gained absolute control on his emotions.

There was an almost awkward silence for a moment in the room that had been so beautifully decorated for their wedding night, before he spoke. It seemed he had nearly lost his voice, for it took far too much effort to speak up.

" Mana toh nahi karunga, kintu de bhi kya sakta hoon...swayam ko praapt hui bhiksha ke atirikt..."
His lashes were lowered, & he looked so sad that her heart clenched.

He looked on in mild surprise when she lifted his hand where it was resting in his lap. She held his large, masculine, work-worn calloused palms in her soft, delicate ones. He nearly stopped breathing when her rosebud lips pressing sweet kisses against the skin in the centre of his open palm. Blood rushed to his cheeks, causing them to turn a rare shade of crimson much like hers.No woman had touched him like this before.

" Uski koi avashyakta nahi hai, Aarya. Mere liye toh aapke hriday mein ek chota sa sthaan aur apna samast jeevan aapke saath bitaane ka avsar hi pariyapt hai."
She told at him with a smile which sent his heart thundering , while she lost herself in the depth of those pools of molten copper.

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I have always wondered, What if Draupadi chose Yudhishthir in her Swayamvar?
That says it all....😉