16|Lifetime Togetherness

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HER POV

"She's not speaking the truth, baby. You are much more than just one destined to get married." He said and kissed my forehead while cupping my cheek.

I snaked his neck feeling a pool of emotions and tried to stop crying. But failed miserably. He immediately snaked my back and pulled me closer as much as possible.

I started to drown back to those days when my parents were there to hug me and love me. I scrunched my eyes shut recalling her words about calling me a parentless child. Isn't this my home, my family? Why does she always have to pin that on people every time she talks about me? Why does it matter? And why is it so important to get me married?

I hiccuped a couple of times while trying to slow down my cries. I felt him rubbing my back to calm me down. The only thing that brought warmth and soothing to me while crying was his hand tracing calming circles on my back. He was doing his best to comfort me.

"It's okay Sunaina, you can cry all you want. I'm right here with you. But do not believe anything that is not true for you. I know your worth, your family knows your worth and most importantly you know what you deserve baby. She is not willing to see your worth because she's busy overseeing your future. Don't take her words seriously." He softly whispered those words and kept gliding his palm across my back.

I tried to quiet down a little but every second it was getting challenging to do so. The more I tried the more I failed.

"Do you want to stay here longer?" He asked and I shook my head vigorously while my body shivered a little.

"Okay okay," he said while softly stroking the back of my head.

"You want us to leave?" He asked and I nodded.

"You want to leave for your room, alone?" He asked again.

I was too weak and scared to want to stay alone right now. I didn't want to think about what my grandmother just said, alone. Would he want to stay with me right now? Or would he be bothered by me seeing me like that?

Taking my chance I shook my head again.

He stroked my back a couple of times and suddenly carried me up in his arms. I immediately snaked his neck securely and looked at him. He looked into my eyes, pulled me closer and kissed my forehead. I now felt overwhelmed with emotions. His care and attention were irresistibly drawing me into his embrace. He was making me feel safe and secure.

He started to climb up and I got closer to him, putting my face over his shoulders to cry on. Tears were coming out of my eyes but my heart began to be at ease. This man was making his arms feel like my new home. A place I'm starting to feel solace. I hugged him tight as if I never wanted to leave him and absolutely never at my weakest point.

He kept climbing. I don't know where he was going. I had closed my eyes and rested over his shoulders which looked more comfortable to me than any pillow could have been.

His soft voice brought me to reality.

"Sunaina, are you sleeping?" He asked and I felt his lips very close to my ears.

I opened my eyes and realised he got us on the roof of our house and he was sitting on the ground with me sitting on his lap. I looked at him and he was smiling brightly.

I tried to get up as soon as I realised our position but he immediately held my waist and pushed me back into his lap. I looked at him perplexedly, gulping down a lump.

"The floor is cold, you'll catch a cold," he said.

"B...but sti..ll," I tried to be reasonable but he pulled my back to his chest and snaked my waist keeping me close to himself.

For some weird reason, I liked his touch. His embrace was soothing to me. I did not want to resist him. I was desiring to be close to him, just like right now. Hence I chose to give in.

I leaned back to his chest and placed the back of my head on his broad shoulders. I closed my eyes and tried to relax.

I felt him bringing his fingers up to my cheek and caressing it below my eyes.

"Zara si baat par itna ro deti hai aap?" He said, wiping my tears.

(You cried a lot over something so minor.)

"Kya zaroorat thi dadi-sa ko aisi baatein karne ki? Kyu karana chahti hai hamari shaadi?" I blurted out.

(What was the need for grandmother to say that? Why does she want me to get married)

"Maybe because she's worried about you but she has no sense of words." I heard him before he kissed my head.

"But why is she so worried about my future? Is not my future secure here? Is this not family? Am I not safe here?" I asked.

"It sure is." He said and after a calculative pause, he continued.

"But I guess, she knows how the world can be when you don't have your life partner by your side. Maybe she has witnessed life when you might be willing to live with someone you love. Someone who loves you. A life which two people choose to spend together for a lifetime. Because they want to share joy and sorrows together. They wish to navigate the ups and downs of marriage whilst loving each other." He said.

He appeared to hold a particular perspective on married life. And now I was growing more curious.

"But why so?" I asked.

"Because it provides a deep emotional connection that helps them overcome challenges together," he said.

"But why would strangers do that for each other?" I asked since his viewpoint was not legible to me.

"Because they fall in love with each other and are willing to start a new family with them," he said, caressing the back of my palm.

"And how would I know about love?" I asked, getting more confused.

He then held my chin firmly and turned me to make me look into his eyes. Even his eyes were comforting me after his arms and his words.

"Love cannot be described in words Sunaina. There are no words required if you can feel it," he said.

"And would I feel it someday?" I found myself asking him.

His eyes were conveying the same story, he narrated a few seconds ago, about love.

"You will. You deserve the love of this world baby." He said cupping my cheek.

I couldn't believe his words. For a moment they seemed to be true. I felt happy hearing him say that. I felt like regaining some confidence.

"Will I be able to love my life partner?" I was not sure if I would be able to reciprocate the same amount of love. Or was there any love in me to shower on someone?

"From where I see you'll drive him crazy with your love," he said and my lips widened a little upon hearing him.

"And who will that be?" I asked.

"Who do you want him to be?" he asked and started to come closer every second.

My smile seemed to be fading away and my heartbeats started pulsing. His lips were leaning on to mine and my eyes seemed to be betraying me when they started to blink looking at his lips.

Suddenly he pulled me closer and I held his shirt tightly. I bit my lip when he stroked his thumb over my cheek. He was getting me weak in my knees. I looked up at him and found that his eyes did not leave mine even for a second.

His face seemed determinat. He was sure of his acts but what was his purpose?

"Bechain karne lagi hai aap hume aajkal," his hoarse voice made me shift on his lap a little.

(You have started to make me jittery)

He was making it hard for me to keep my eyes open.

Thinking about his words, I also wanted to confess something to him.

"Ee...Even I can't seem to think clearly wi..without you these days," I said.

And he held my waist tighter. It felt as if he was controlling his emotions. His face turned red, and his eyes were getting drowsy but still, he peered right into mine.

"You want to kiss me?" I asked scaredly with some strength in me to hold his stare.

"Nazrein aankhon se hate tab na honthon tak jaaye" came his reply in the deep rough low voice.

(If only my eyes flee from the sight of yours, only then can they travel down to your lips.)

"Are you losing control?" I asked when I could almost feel his lips on mine.

"Sunaina I'm holding onto it as tight as possible," he whispered and stroked his thumb on my cheek twice.

I clutched his shirt tight and looked at his lips which turned glossy now.

"Why are you holding it tight?" I asked, biting my lower lip.

"I'm waiting for you to allow me to enter your life. I'm waiting for you to give me a chance," he said.

"Chance for what? You have already made your way into my life." I said not understanding his words.

"Chance for lifetime togetherness," he said and brought me closer to himself.

I could feel his lips on mine. And it was killing me now. His soft lips started to make me breathless, I could not hold his stare any longer.

"Wh..a.at?" My voice came up barely.

"I want to stay together with you for our entire life. I want to spend my life with you Sunaina. You have now become the reason I wake up happy every day." He said.

Every time his lips touched mine I lost control of my mind. His words were making sense but his touch was making me lose every sense.

"Is this right for us to do?" I asked when I found myself leaning closer, drawn by an unspoken connection.

His eyes locked onto mine, searching for the same nervous excitement I felt within.

"There can be nothing wrong when it's us," he said and pressed his lips against mine after giving me a last glance for assurance.

I shut my eyes, held his shirt tighter and lost control of my mind. The moment his lips touched mine for the first time a rush of warmth spread through me, like a spark igniting a gentle flame.

I forgot everything, other than us. There was a mix of emotions in my mind whereas I felt a touch of magic on the lips. At this moment I knew he was leaving an imprint on my soul, marking the beginning of something deeply intimate and special.

It looked something weird to me before I had felt so but now that something like this happened to me it felt beautiful. Beautiful in a way I never expected.

He did not move any further. And suddenly he pulled back. I was too stunned to say or feel anything. He caressed my cheek and that gave me some strength. I opened my eyes and looked at him weakly.

"I might fall for your lips soon," he whispered.

"What happens then?" I asked.

"Baby you are brave enough to ask that. Are you brave enough to handle that?" His deep low voice was making me weaker than his words.

But he should not take me as some ordinary weak girl. He should know I can handle anything. Hence I replied to him sternly.

"Of course I am. What do you take me for?' I said.

He smiled a little and replied.

"You're my baby," he said and pecked my lips again.

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