True Love

 

THE ESSENCE

It must be the N’th time her eyes involuntary look towards the door, expecting that familiar face among the guests that are coming into. She shook her head focusing on the work in hand, it must be too soon for expecting him to be here. But still as if on their own, she will again peek a little towards the door on opening. 

“Tapu, did you talk with Arjuna? When is he coming?”

Tapashya could hear her mother’s voice from kitchen. The last talk she had with Arjuna was in the morning, and that too only for two minutes.

“He will be here soon Maa,”

She is getting a little irritated now, How come someone be this irresponsible. Everyone here is asking about him but she herself doesn’t have any idea about his plans.

Arjuna and she are married for two years now, they had a love cum arrange marriage. He is that kind of perfect life partner or son-in law any parents would want to, So it was not that much of a herculean task for her to convince her parents.

If only they knew him, as much as she knows!!

A smile broke to her tensed face, let him come first, then I will set the score right.

She thought to herself while keeping herself busy. The thought of him is not leaving her mind, the fact that he is coming today isn’t helping much either. Today is her younger brother’s marriage. She had come here to her parents’, few days earlier to participate in every rituals. But here every relatives of her are more interested in Arjuna than her. From the day one she is telling everyone that he will directly come in the marriage day but even today on the Dday he is late.

She could hear her father saying something like elder son-in-law….. He must be here by now. Somewhat dejected her eyes again look towards the door, no there is no sight of him. She should have said yes, when he had offered to join her, but she being her own self outright declined his offer showing how responsible and matured she is contrary to what he thinks of her.

                “But is he not responsible as a husband, He should have accompanied her anyhow”.

She muttered to herself drawing the attention of the ladies working by, somewhat flustered she excused herself.

                “No, I won’t think about him, instead I will think about my look of the day, this will surely dump his thoughts in one corner of brain.”

Only if this will help her anyway….

The more she wants to run away from his thoughts the more she is missing him. She always wanted to be the independent free one, which she is. But never in her life had she ever though that she will be habituated to someone in this way that even in her anger all she want is him and his all attention.

And then she heard the little commotion outside and there he is, perfectly suited up, sitting next to her father as they converse on some topics. All she wanted in that moment is to keep him to herself only, to scold him for letting her to be alone and now reaching late, to tell him all the incidents from the day one to today. But at the same time just don’t want to show this vulnerability of her mind to him.

Habits are always this bad and she is habituated to the total of him, to his goods & bads, to his little gestures to put smile on her face, to the comfort with him even when both are silent, to the all of him. she chuckled to herself as she finds him rubbing his head and looking nothing at particular as a habit of when he is not interested or getting irritated in a conversation.

As their eyes met across the hall, all she felt is the serenity of the moment.

 His looks of appreciation……….

Her look of knowing what’s going on his mind……..

His pleading eyes to get him out of the situation…………

Her teasing eyes………..

His sulking childlike face……

Her heart feeling with the feel of owning the man……………...

And they don’t need any words for communication. The Essence of something very familiar is loud and clear. May be this is what they called soul connection.

But then She doesn’t want be transparent, at least not to the extent that just with a look he will understand what’s happening with her. This is something freaks her out. She is not the perfect mannequin of the showroom. She does have lots of flaws, an ocean of negativity and an insecure, jealous, possessive heart who doesn’t know how to share.

With each passing day she is falling for him a little deeper than the previous, without the thought of any repercussions, what if this essence in which she is so hypnotized, will start fading?? What if her heart will run into the forbidden land, will he not just only take the responsibility but will carry it as pride?

Will she ever be happy with something little less than love?  

And that makes her afraid to let it loose and give it all at once.

But then both are equally in the game of finding each other, the essence has felt by both.

                Her insecurities……….

                His questioning eyes……

                Her simply shaking her head as nothing and hiding from his worried eyes……..

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Later at the day, standing near to the fire altar, as her brother and his bride take the holy seven vows to wedlock, she is lost in the flashbacks of her marriage day and the insecurities of her. She is afraid to lose him, afraid that this little love of them will one day lose the essence, and will vanish in the deep abyss of daily life.

And like an obsessed man, her eyes search the whole hall for a little glimpse of him only to find him next to her looking directly at her with concern. As he raised his brows in questioning, the only thing she can do is shaking her head as nothing.

As he silently whispered into her ears, entwine their hands and the words entwining her hearts at the same time. She is flustered, realizing that he might have guessed by the time what she might be thinking.

“Love You”.

The Essence of love has conveyed well, entwine both the soul as one.

 

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Hello all Beautiful peoples,

                Whishing all a very Happy and Prosperous New Year. Like all the time, this time also I am late and the only reason I could give that I am super lazy this time.

                But anyhow, I will still expect you all to read this little thought of mine and I will be happy on sharing any views of you all.

 

With love

Puspa 💖