RaYa OS : Bade Achhe Lagte Hain
Priya was quietly sitting on the bed, reading a book, whilst Ram was sitting on the sofa, working on his laptop for his company's new deal, when the skies roared with a thunder, and rain started.
Priya, a bit startled at first with the sound, looked at the sky with a beautiful smile gracing her face, when she heard the faint sound of raindrops. On the other hand, Ram had a joy shining in his eyes, and a wide grin on his face as he turned towards the window to look at the rain falling.
Priya : Arey waah, Baarish ho rahi hai!
Ram : Ha, wahi, kaafi dinon baad ho rahi hai baarish. Tumhe bhi baarish pasand hai?
Priya : Bohot Zyada Mr.Kapoor! Mujhe baarish bohot pasand hai, aur aapko?
Ram : Haan, mujhe bhi pasand hai bohot, kitna sundar mausam hota hai, aur agar upar se garma garam aloo aur pyaaz ke pakode mil jaaye na, wo saunf aur mirchi ki hari chatni ke saath, to oh ho ho, matlab mazza hi aa jaata hai! Aur laal waali chatni ka to kya hi batau...
Priya : Mr.Kapoor! Aapko poora time bas khaane ki hi kyu padi rehti hai, kabhi kisi aur cheez ke baare me bhi soch liya kijiye!
Ram : Arey! Khaana hi to sabse important hota hai zindagi mein! Khaane ke liye hi to jeeta hu main, aur tum hi batao, aur kya hi hai itna important khaane ke alawa? Ha ofcourse, paisa bhi bohot important hai, no doubt, but aur kuch to aisa khaas nahi hota.
Priya shaked her head listening to him, and royally ignored his talk, after keeping her book down, as she got up and moved slowly towards the gallery which was attached to their room.
As soon as she stepped out, fresh air mixed with a hint of earthy smell hit her nostrils, whirling her mind into a blissful state. She took another whiff of this smell, and moved forward to rest her hands against the railing as she took in the magnificently gorgeous view outside. Ram's room was a sea facing one, and the sea was at a roar right now, with gigantic waves crashing against the shore, as the rain continued to fall.
Ram, who was waiting for her to say something, got up seeing her move towards the balcony, and came out himself, to feel the presence of his favourite rain, which he used to play in, as a child, but had stopped, when he grew up, not because he disliked it, but because he was too busy struggling and building his big empire in order to get rich, that he had no time for such unnecessary fancies.
But irrespective of that, he had always loved rain, it brought a lot of things with itself. An unknown childlike joy always spread inside Ram whenever it rained. And he was always reminded of those beautiful days, when he was a kid, and he used to play in the rain with his mom and dad, splashing water on each other.
The three of them loved to play in the rain and enjoy it to the fullest, and his dad always helped him make a paper boat and sail it in the big puddles on the road. But things changed after the death of his father, and they were never the same anymore. Definitely they were much better with a lot more riches and other materialistic things, but the pure love, joy and warmth, and the time they spent together as a happy family had been missing.
His mom also had become old and unwell, and he had left no stone unturned to get her alright, afterall only she was the one person left in his whole world, and it was her, due to which he worked so hard, day and night, wanting to give her every joy he could, which made him happy and satisfied from inside.
And it was due to this very reason that he had agreed to marry Dr.Priya, a contract marriage, which was a love one as per the world. Somewhere inside this guilt always ate him up, that he had done wrong with her. Infact very wrong. If not for Dr.Priya who was such good a human being, so kind and selfless, that she had agreed to marry him for his mom's sake, he didn't know what he would have done.
Since his girlfriend needed time, just like always, it was her career that she chose, keeping Ram behind. And just like everytime Ram waited patiently, the good boyfriend that he wanted to be. But all this went down the drain when it came to his mom and her health.
She wanted him to marry right now, and she literally worshipped Priya from what he had seen, and considered her to be ram's girlfriend, so it definitely made sense if they married, and then his mom would go for the operation that was necessary to keep her health fine.
But where in all this was Dr.Priya? She also would have got some dreams, some aspirations, some plans. But nowhere were these things considered. For a girl who considered marriage to be so important that she had planned for it from the last five years, suddenly everything goes haywire and she is forced to marry a stranger, who already is actively in a relationship with someone else, just for the sake of his mother, leaving her everything behind. When later, divorce would happen, she would be the one to face the brunt of society's brutal nature of taunts and talks. In all this, it was her who was losing everything, and still married him, for the sake of his mother.
All these things made him feel guilty. Very very guilty. At times he had thought that he would compensate her with lots of money when their marriage ended. But then his wife was a person of self respect. She did not even take a penny of what he earned and not even any services or riches he provided for. So there was no chance she would take anything when she left.
And this thing intimidated him. Intimidated him upto extent of no return. The first time he had seen her be so straightforward in terms of money matters, he was left shocked beyond his wits. In a world where money was everything and people could even sell themselves for it, there was this girl, a sweet simple dentist in the bustling city of Mumbai, who did not care even an ounce when he offered her a value share of 1000 crores. She refused it straight away as if it was an icecream of a flavour she didn't like.
And this, baffled him. Maybe this was the only reason why he always joked around her or teased and made fun of her, because he knew that morally and ethically she was so superior to him, that he would not be able to stand in her firm and strong vicinity in all seriousness. He would die out of intimidation this damn woman possessed.
As he was lost in all these thoughts, he didn't come to know when he came over to the balcony, now standing besides priya, who was looking at him, thinking something in all seriousness.
An idea occured in her head, as her eyes glinted in mischief. She stretched her hand forward, to collect a few raindrops on her palm, and splashed it towards her husband, jerking him into the reality, as he stood looking at her with a baffled expression on his face.
Ram : Ye kya hai Priya? Tumne paani kyu feka mujhpe?
Priya : Mr.Kapoor...haha, aap, ha, itne....haha, funny lag rahe hai na...matlab...
Priya was laughing like a loon seeing that expression on his face, eating half of her words in between, making him all the more grumpy.
Priya : Ahh, my stomach is hurting. Ha! Mr.Kapoor, Aapko pata hai jab bhi mai aapka mazaak udati hu na, aapki shakal bilkul mere us classmate jaisi ho jaati hai, jisse mam ne ek baar ye pooch liya tha ki 745 divided by 13.5 kitna hota hai, aur use uska answer nahi aata tha...hahaha!
Ram was looking at her laughing to the fullest, secretly enjoying it from within, when he thought to take a proper revenge from her. He too, gathered a handful of raindrops in his hand, and splashed it on her face, as he saw her reactions change from that of laughter to irritation in a mere second.
Priya : Mr.Kapoor! Aapne mere pe paani kaise feka!?
Ram ( smirking ) : Waise hi jaise tumne feka!
Priya : Aap rukiye, main abhi batati hoon aapko...
And with this, they both started splashing handfuls of water on each other, giggling and enjoying throughout. When they stopped, Ram looked at Priya, as he smiled and said,
Ram : Thank you, Dr.Priya!
Priya, who was confused by his sudden thank you, asked,
Priya : Kis baat ke liye thank you Mr.Kapoor?
Ram : Yahi, ye jo abhi hamne kiya na, iss baat keliye. Thank you for spending these beautiful moments with me Priya. Tumne mujhe mere bachpan ki yaad dila di, jab main, mom aur dad, ek doosre par aise hi paani fekte the, aur baarish me khelte the. So thank you for bringing those memories alive.
Priya, who was overcome with a certain amount of softness and protectiveness at the sudden mention of his father, because he rarely mentioned him, said in a comforting tone,
Priya : Mr.Kapoor aapko is ke liye mujhe thank you bolne ki zaroorat nahi hai, main to bas baarish ka mazza lena chah rahi thi, aur isiliye maine aapke saath masti ki, but I hope ki main aapko achhi cheeze hi yaad dila payi, I hope I didn't make you remember something bad?
Ram : No, not at all, thank you for this, seriously.
Priya gently smiled at him, and turned her head towards the sea, as she said,
Priya : Waise ek baat to hai Mr.Kapoor! Aapka ye ghar na, sachme bahut sundar jagah par hai, matlab aapka room sea facing hai, aur ham yaha kabhi bhi aake aur samundar waali wo feeling enjoy kar sakte hai!
Ram smiled and said,
Ram : Chalo, I'm glad tumhe yaha kuch to pasand aaya, warna to mujhe lagta tha ki tum inn sab materialistic aur paiso ko bilkul bhi pasand nahi karti.
Priya : Nahi aisa nahi hai Mr.Kapoor. Mai paiso ko importance deti hu, aur main ye bhi maanti hu ki paise kamana bahut zaroori hai, lekin if it comes at the cost of your happiness, your life, your joys, to bilkul nahi. Ab aap hi bataiye, hamare paas bahut saare paise ho, lekin koi saath me dukh sukh baantne waala, koi hamare liye hamse pyaar karne waala hi na ho, to phir kya fayda itne paise kamane ka. Agar ham zindagi hi na jee paye.
And once again Ram found himself getting lost in front of this woman called his wife. How can she be this clear and strong everytime. Suddenly everything appeared plain to ram, as if Priya had just pointed out the biggest truth of his life, as if it was not priya standing beside him, but a big mirror, where he could see the stark reflection of his loneliness.
And to stop this feeling from absorbing him again, he changed the topic,
Ram : Unm, Priya,...wo main, umm, haan, wo main pooch raha tha, ki....haan! Tumhara favourite gaana kaunsa hai?
Priya was shocked by this sudden out of the blue question and the sudden change of topic, as she frowned and said,
Priya : Matlab?
Ram : Are matlab kya matlab...tumhara favourite gaana kaunsa hai ye hi to pooch raha hu...?
Priya : Mr.Kapoor! Ye aapko ekdam se mera favourite gaana kyu janna hai?
Ram : Are aise hi yaar! Maine socha baarish ho rahi hai, to thode gaane chala deta hu bluetooth pe, wo full feels aayenge you know, isiliye pooch raha hu tumse, kaunsa gaana pasand hai tumko?
Priya shaked her head at his dramatic tone, as she nonchalantly said,
Priya : Pasand hai nahi Mr.Kapoor, pasand tha!
And with this, she was reminded of something that she never wanted to remember. Her heartbreak. Yes, she was talking about the times when she was in a relationship with her boyfriend Yuvraj. Both of them used to go on long drives in a car whenever it rained, listening to their favourite song on the stereo, soaking in the feeling of being in love.
But it turned out that it was only her who was in this feeling, not him. Because he had left her for a girl who was rich, who later turned out to be Mr.Kapoor's business partner and friend, Alekha.
She had been distraught with the breakup, and it affected her real bad whenever she saw him and alekha together, until recently, when slowly and gradually, with her husband's constant speech on Waqt ki fitrat hai badalna...she had slowly overcome the sadness and emotional pain she went through after her breakup.
Mr.Kapoor, she slightly smiled remembering his name. Every day he said to her that same dialogue, which he had probably copied from a tv show or whatever that his mom used to watch, and he used that everyday on her, so much that even she had learnt it after three days, and glared at him now whenever he tried to say that again in front of her.
For sure he had succeeded in making her believe in that dialogue, afterall her time had changed. She was no more affected by yuvi, her ex, who was a constant appearance, thanks to her husband, who was his boss, but she never had any problem with him being there, now that her constant focus and all time went in the presence of her husband.
They had grown quite comfortable and friendly in this one month of marriage, and had become really good friends. She used to carry a lunch for him to office daily, and they both ate together, chatting and laughing at silly things, or making fun of each other. And in none of this, did Yuvraj even come in her thoughts.
She was ready to move on from him, or maybe she had already done it, who knew. But she knew that there was certain liking she possessed for her husband. Friendly one maybe, but it was there. And she knew better from her last experience, to not let that escalate further, afterall she had to leave in two months. And Ram already had a girlfriend kriti, and he was very happy with her.
So she kept her feeling in check, until it became too difficult at times when her husband came too close to her, by mistake, or by those accidental trips and falls they used to have every other day. The look in his eyes when they would be close, would make it so difficult for her to keep her feelings in check, and not melt like an icecream. But the fact that she onky liked him as of now, helped her. She knew it was not love, and she knew she would leave before it escalates into love. Whilst she was lost in her train of thoughts, with a sweet serene smile, which was barely there, her husband shaked her slightly, bringing her out of her la la land.
Priya : Ha, Haan Mr.Kapoor! Kya hua?
Ram : I'm sorry Priya. Maine tumse tumhara favourite gaana poochke tumhe wo puraane din yaad dila diye. I'm really sorry! But you know what, waqt ki na fitrat...
He could not complete, as she glared at him before he could do so. Afterall he said the same thing to her everyday, in the hope that she would move on and build a better world for herself, in which she would remain happy. He really wanted her to be happy. Apart from the fact that she deserved it, it also helped him lessen the guilt of the wrong he had done to her with this marriage.
Priya : Mr.Kapoor! Not again. And don't worry, aapne mujhe kuch bhi aisa yaad nahi dilaya, I'm totally fine.
Ram : Are you sure?
Priya gave a gentle smile, as she said,
Priya : Yes, sure.
Ram was relieved on hearing this, but the thoughts didn't stop even then,
Ram ( in his mind ) : Why is it that I cannot bear the slightest discomfort or pain of her? Why do I always want her to be with me? Hone kya laga hai Ram tujhe? Woh Ram Kapoor jo khaane aur paise ke alawa kuch nahi sochta tha, jisko sablog workaholic kehte the, wahi Ram Kapoor ab sirf tab hi khaana khaata hai jab Priya office laati hai tiffin. Wahi workaholic Ram Kapoor ab office se chhuti lekar ghar pe reh ke apni wife ke saath yaha baarish enjoy kar raha hai. Wahi Ram Kapoor ab paiso se zyada zindagi ko importance dene laga hai. Ye sab, itna saara change kaise aa gaya mujhme? Aur wo bhi sirf ek mahine me? Kuch to baat hai tum me Dr.Priya! Tum mujhe badal rahi ho, apni aadat daal rahi ho, aur mujhe ye sab achha lag raha hai, par kyu? Aur ye to do mahine baad jaane waali haina?
And with this, he got reminded of their marriage which would no longer stay after two months. Priya would no longer be there after two months, to bring him lunch, to laugh and joke with him, make fun of him, have beautiful conversations, give him solace, comfort and support whenever he would worry excessively about his mom's health, show him the beauty in the simplest of things.
And the most important of all, she would give him care, and companionship. Something which he craved for from others. After his mom and dad, it was only Priya who actually cared for him so much. And this care of hers attracted him a lot. He wanted to be selfish about this care, because he knew, once she went, there would be no one to care for him once again. Afterall how long would his old mother take care of him. All this would no longer be there, and this pained him a lot.
No, he didn't want to lose it, he couldn't. He wanted to have her for himself, he couldn't imagine a day where she was not there with him, because then he would turn back to his old life, which he hated now...but why was all this happening?
While he was thinking this, a soft soothing tune of humming brought him back to the real world. He heard Priya standing beside him, looking at the rain and sea with a smile on her face, which ram could swear was the most beautiful and graceful one he had ever seen. And wait! Was that his favourite song she was humming?
Priya : Hmm hmm, hmm, hmm, la la la, hmm, hmm hmm, door hai chand sitare. Hmm hmm, hmm hm, man ko jhoote, hmm hmm, hmm, hmm hmm, magar sachhe...
The time had freezed for Ram. He could not hear anything other than that soft melodious tune of his favorite song Bade Achhe Lagte Hain, which Priya was humming so beautifully. The whole ambience seemed to be filled with softnesss, beauty and melody. The sight of Priya looking so soft and beautiful, humming a tune which his heart craved for, with a serene smile on her face, was all Ram wanted to be absorbed in. He became blissfully unaware of everything else at that moment, and wanted it to last for an eternity. Slowly coming out of his bliss when Priya stopped humming, he said,
Ram : Oh my God, Dr. Priya! I didn't know that you sing so well. So beautiful and serene this was.
Priya blushed at his compliment and replied shyly,
Priya : Umm, no, actually main itna achha bhi nahi gaati. Bas kabhi kabar jab man karta hai tab ye tune gunguna leti hu. Ya jab mausam achha ho to...
Ram, amazed with this new piece of information, asked her,
Ram : Yehi tumhara favourite gaana hai?
Priya : Ha, sahi kaha aapne. Mujhe ye gaana bahut pasand hai. Ise sunke na ek alag hi sukoon aur khushi milti hai. Aisa lagta hai jaise wo insaan jis se aap bahut pyaar karte ho, wo...
Ram : Wo aapke saamne khada ho, aur aapko itne pyaar se dekh raha ho, jaise ki iss duniya me uske liye aur koi exist hi nahi karta, haina?
Ram completed her sentence, shocking Priya. She blushed at him when both of them realized the conversation on love they were having, and feeling awkward, turned away to look at the sea, trying to find reasons to avoid the sudden turn of events.
Priya, trying to normalize, asked him,
Priya : Kya aapko bhi ye gaana bahut pasand hai Mr.Kapoor?
Ram looked at her, and smiling gently, said,
Ram : Haan, ye mera bhi favourite gaana hai, aur main bhi jab isko sunta hu to mujhe yehi feeling aati hai jo abhi...I mean nahi mai tumhe nahi keh rha, matlab main hamare baare me baat kar raha hu, I mean sorry nahi wo main to...
And he started fumbling again like always. No matter how many times he did that, Priya couldn't help but smile at this cute side of her husband, with all the goofy antics he did. She had always found it to be really cute, but had rarely voiced it, fearing that Ram would take it otherwise.
Priya : It's Okay, Mr.Kapoor. Koi baat nahi.
Ram smiled sheepishly at her, while she shaked her head with a smile and looked towards the sky, still dark due to the clouds, now that the rain had slowed down, and it had started drizzling.
Ram, after gathering a lot of courage, turned towards Priya, and asked her slowly,
Ram : Priya, wo main keh raha tha ki ab baarish thodi dheere ho gayi hai, to...
Priya : To...?
Ram : To..wo...
Priya : Arey Mr.Kapoor saaf saaf boliye na kya.? Ye to to kya laga rakha hai!
Ram : To tum mere saath baarish mein bheegogi?
He said this in one breath, scared that she would kill him if he said it slow, and he would be outright refused. But he wanted to have this moment with her. He didn't know why, it just felt like he wanted to drench, in the rain, with HER. So he said it, now dreading the consequences of being reprimanded that he had forgotten their contract.
Priya initially took some time to understand what he said, since he said it so fast, but when she did, she was shocked. Was he asking her to drench in the rain, with HIM? But why? Had he forgotten the contract? Did he really want to do that? Should she say yes or no? But these questions going off in her head as alarms didn't stop her. She wanted it. She wanted to cherish each and every moment with him until she was there. She wanted to spend all her time with him. Maybe it would be wrong on her part, since she was breaking the contract, but who cared. She knew she would go after two months, and she had to keep herself from falling for him, and she had to keep her feelings in check, but wasn't it nice to spend some time in her favourite rain with him, afterall it was him who asked it.
With a slight blush covering her cheeks, she shyly nodded her head, making ram all the more shocked.
Ram ( in his mind ) : Did she just say yes? She'll drench in the rain with me..! She didn't stop me? Matlab she has agreed. Am I dreaming? Oh god Ram! Stop with your train of thoughts and go with her fast before she changes her mind.
And with this, Ram slightly moved towards her, now in her close proximity, and slowly took her left hand in his, guiding it towards the rain outside the balcony, with his hand under hers, as he looked at her face, glistening with small drops of water, beautiful and pure as a white lotus, with rose like pink blush gracing her plump cheeks, as she stared at him with her brown coffee like eyes, and he found himself losing into her all over again. He couldn't move his eyes from her, staring right at her, as he slowly and gradually moved his face towards her, unknowingly. He had completely circled her from the back, their hands stretched out, feeling the cool rain on their palms, which were warm from each other's hold, lost in the eyes of other, as Ram placed his right hand on her waist from behind, making her brain go dizzy, as she felt herself melting into a puddle with the rain.
Ram didn't know how, nor did he wanted to know, but his mind and body completely lost control around her, always. He found himself staring at her, or being in her proximity, caressing her hair and cheek, a lot more often. Just like now, when he didn't know when his face inched closer to her neck from the back, as he nuzzled into her hair again, taking a whiff of her lavender shampoo, a fragrance he had now come to recognize over this one month in all the close encounters they have had accidentally.
He didn't know when he went that far, lost in her senses, as he placed his lips on the skin of her neck, something he wanted to do always. Her soft and fresh supple skin always attracted her. The feel of her soft skin against his lips felt too good to even describe. It was a fleeting moment, but gave him the peace of an eternity.
He slowly came back, to nuzzle into her hair once again, as he wrapped both his hands around her body, keeping his hands over hers, as he hugged her from behind.
Priya was never so lost in her feelings that the world stopped making sense to her. Even before, when she used to date Yuvi, she never felt something so good, and so beautiful. Her senses were completely taken over by her husband, who seemed to be lost himself.
When he came into her proximity, she had smelled his perfume, which had enchanted her totally. The fragrance of aqua and musk, mixed with earth and woods, had wafted across her nostrils, to send her brain into a loop which she never wanted to come back from. And added to that, their proximity was not helping either.
When he inched closer, she could not bear the intensity in his eyes with which he was looking at her, and when he nuzzled into her hair, the feeling was completely new. She had closed her eyes, drowning in the beautiful melody their bodies were forming, as he continued to nuzzle her hair. But the moment he placed a kiss on her neck, a fleeting small kiss, she was gone. Her breath had stopped short, and she was going weak, her body completely giving in to the fancies her husband was bestowing her with. Thanks to him, he had encircled her, and hugged her from behind, otherwise she was sure she would melt the next moment.
Ram was sure he was completely whipped by this, and he never wished to come back. He knew he had never experienced something so good, and so beautiful, that he lost his senses. Not when he had been with Kriti.
Kriti. The name jerked Ram back to the reality. He opened his eyes in a swift motion, as he found himself and priya, standing together, wrapped in a hug, her eyes closed, their face and hands slightly wet. A glimpse of her serene face brought him calm again, as he looked at her with love and fondness, eyes closed, breathing fast paced, and face glowing like a fresh bloomed rose after the rains, with her pink soft lush lips, opened slightly. Ah, he wished to touch them so bad.
But no, he couldn't do this with her. This would be very wrong of him. Priya didn't deserve this. Already he was doing wrong with her by seemingly being in a relationship with kriti, he couldn't do more wrong by indulging in romance and close intimate moments when as per her he loved kriti. It would be a big insult of her. He was clear now. By being in this confusion he was two timing, both insulting Priya and Kriti. It was not fair on Kriti either. So he decided to end this for once and all. But how will Priya react to this decision? And will she support him?
Ram was involved in these thoughts, as he slightly moved behind and stood beside Priya, making her come back into her senses, and as she turned to look at him, she found him lost in some deep thought, his blue green eyes laced with worry and determination. But why was that? She thought. Had she overstepped her boundaries? He belongs to someone else and she was not allowed to think of even being close to him. He must be disappointed in her due to that. But then even he had overstepped his boundaries.
Priya ( in her mind ) : Doesn't matter Priya. You overstepped. You need to apologize to him, and make it clear that this will not happen again. How could you lose yourself so easily Priya? How could you just let it go in, and flow with the moment! He has a girlfriend whom he loves. He doesn't love you, so keep a check! You have signed a contract. What will he think?
And she braced herself for giving him an apology, but just as she turned to apologize, she got a big shock instead.
As a businessman, Ram had learnt one very important thing. That you need to trust your intuition and take big risks. If you don't take risks, you will regret. But if you take it, and it proves right, the result and success will always be worth it. And so he applied it here too, he decided to take a risk and confront Priya. If things would go well, it will be worth everything.
He went on to look at her, and as she turned, he stood there, looking into her eyes, his intentions crystal clear, and forwarded his hand towards her. She, though dazed with the happenings at first, slowly slipped her hand into his, looking into his eyes, as he spoke,
Ram : Priya, mujhe tum se kuch bahut zaroori baat kehni hai. Tum ek baar meri poori baat sun lo, phir tumhe jo bhi decide karna hai, tum kar sakti ho,I'll be fine with it. May I ?
Priya, fearing what he was about to say, slowly nodded her head, carefully listening to each and every word he spoke. Ram held her hand in both his hands as he spoke,
Ram : Priya, main jaanta hun ki hamne ye shaadi meri jaan ki khushi ke liye kari, unki health ki wajah se, aur ham dono ne milke ye contract sign kiya tha ki ye shaadi ham 3 mahine baad khatam kar denge. Aur hamne uss contract me ye shart bhi likhi thi ki hame ek doosre se pyaar nahi hoga. Lekin Priya, pata nahi kaise, mai ye nahi kar paunga. Main kitni bhi koshish kar lu, tumse door rehne ki, tumhaare paas nahi aane ki, tumse affect nahi hone ki, main ye nahi kar paata hun. Merese ye contract ab aur follow nahi hoga Priya. Main jaanta hun main galat hun, aur maine ye contract toda hai, lekin I can't help it. I just can't. Dheere dheere, tum meri aadat ban rahi ho Priya. Ek achhi aadat, jise main hamesha apne saath rakhna chahta hu. Jis tarah tum meri care karti ho, jis tarah tum mujhe cheezo ko dekhne ka ek naya perspective deti ho, zindagi me khushiyan kitni important hoti hai, ye sikhati ho...tum na, bahut alag ho priya. Maine aajtak apni zindagi me tum jaisi ladki kahi nahi dekhi. Tumhe apne principles, apni self respect aur apne profession se jitna pyaar hai, aur tumhare andar ye jo khoobsoorat sa soul hai, jisme sirf care, kindness aur pyaar bhara hai, isne mujhe apni taraf aisa kheench liya, ki mujhe lagta hai jaise tum me koi jadoo ho. Main pehle apni feelings ko leke sure nahi tha, aur ab bhi ho sakta hai ki main apni feelings me to and fro karta rahu, lekin ek cheez clear hai Priya. Ki tum mujhe dheere dheere pasand aane lagi ho. I won't say I love you, but I like you, and I like you a lot. Aur main aage bhi tumhe apne saath, apne paas rakhna chahta hu, tumhare saath apni life spend karna chahta hu. And I'm clear with it. I want to fall in love with you down the time, as we grow old together. So today, I want to ask you Dr.Priya Ram Kapoor, kya tum mujhe, hamari shaadi ko, aur hamare iss rishte ko ek chance dena chahogi? Kya tum aage chal ke, mere saath rehna chahogi? Can we make this marriage work like a real one, not a contract one, and can we give each other a chance to fall in love? And tum kisi cheez ki tension mat lo, ho sakta hai tum meri feelings reciprocate na karo, aur ho sakta hai tumhe lage ki main baad me palat jaunga, but trust me priya, I have never been more sure about this thing ever. Tumhe jitna time lena hai lo, apna jawab aaram se dena, I'll wait for it, and don't worry about kriti too, I'll make her understand that it's over for me and her, because I know very well now, that we were not made for each other. And ho sakta hai wo thoda naaraz and upset ho, but I'll handle it, don't worry. But please, can we give this a chance?
And with this, Ram waited with bated breath and fear in his mind as to what would be Priya's reaction, but he was pleasantly surprised with what she did. Priya did not need to say a word to express her feelings. Her actions, as always, expressed it all.
Ram had just kept his heart open in front of Priya just when she was about to apologize for crossing limits. She had never expected things to take such a turn. One side where she was thinking that she needs to keep her feelings in check as she has to return home after 2 months, the other side she found that Ram had the same feelings like her. And he wanted to give this marriage a real chance.
As a dentist, Priya had always learnt one thing, that Faith was very important. Faith could move mountains and she always kept her faith in The Almighty whenever she treated her patients, so as to treat them well. And she also expected her patients to have faith in her, in their doctor, to make them alright. And she did the same here. Even though she was betrayed in life once already, and was heartbroken, she knew better than that. She knew Ram was different than others, and she definitely wanted to live her life with him, failing head over heels, or actually no, rising in love together as they grew older together. So once again, she kept her faith in him, and took the opportunity, as she reciprocated his feelings, by going forward and hugging him, tears running down both of their eyes, as they enjoyed this feeling, the feeling of being together, in the embrace of the people whom they liked, whom they wanted to be with, whom they wanted to fall in love and share their life with.
None of them had ever felt so free and liberating before, as they tightened the hug, soaking in the feeling of mutual reciprocation of liking and love, finally deciding to give themselves a true chance, as priya hummed with her choked voice, and to her surprise, Ram joined in too, in the melody of their favourite song, as their souls danced to the tune of brewing love,
Priya : Hmm hmm, achhe, lagte hain...
Ram : Yeh Dharti, hmmm hmmm, ye raina..
Priya : Aur?
Ram smiled as he tightened the hug and placed a kiss on the side of her head, as he sang,
Ram : Aur tumm...
They for sure fell in love afterwards, head over heels with each other, as they still sing to each other, the tune of their love,
BADE ACHHE LAGTE HAIN...
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Ahh, a very very long update this time. Hope you like it. And please take a moment to comment and tell me your views. It feels really nice to read you comments after writing such a big update.
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