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Shades Of Life
Riddhima walked with heavy footsteps as if she was walking to her death. She felt like crying but she would be strong for him. She had to tell him. Even though it hurt her to see him upset, he needed to know that her love for him would never change.
Yes, she loved him. Perhaps, sometimes she loved him too much. but things are not as same as they seem.
Flashback-
Riddhima walked with heavy footsteps as if she was walking to her death. She felt like crying but she would be strong for him. She had to tell him. Even though it hurt her to see him upset, he needed to know that her love for him would never change.
Yes, she loved him. Perhaps, sometimes she loved him too much. but things are not as same as they seem.
Flashback-
"Hello?"
Riddhima smiled despite herself; that cheerful voice was the best remedy for a breaking heart.
"Hii , Armaan."
" um...hold on."
She waited as he said something to his sis that she couldn't catch. She heard a door slide open, then closed and she figured he'd stepped inside, away from curious ears.
"Riddhima?"
His voice came across crystal clear and made her dread what was to come; hearing his voice brought everything back.
"I..."
Her single uttered syllable sounded choked up as she searched for some way to tell him.
"Riddhima? kuch hua hai kya?"
She sighed into the phone. This was hard enough without his sweet, innocently expecting tone. Riddhima changed her mind..she needed to gather up her courage and talk to him in person.
"Armaan..kya hum aaj raat mil sakte hain?"
"haan..par sab thik toh hai na riddhima..;anways batao kahan milna hai?"
"The beach, same place as last time. Can you be there around ten o' clock?"
"Of course. par Riddhima are you sure everything's alright?"
"I...I'll see you tonight, Armaan."
"Um, okay. Bye, love u."
"hmmm..Bye."
-End Flashback
A cool sea breeze threw Riddhima's hair into a state of dishevelment. He cast another anxious glance from his perch on a log of driftwood. Where was she? It wasn't like Riddhima to be late; there was obviously something on her mind.
Then he caught sight of her in the distance, walking as if she were on death row. He stood to receive her but she stopped three feet short of his embrace.
"Armaan mujhe tumhe kuch zarrori baat batani hai."
He was silent so she went on.
"Kuch aisa....jisse bohat kuch badal jayega armaan par main tumhe....."
Ridhima stopped as she felt tears sting her eyes. She bowed her head, scolding herself for becoming such a child. Usually childishness was his line of work; had he really rubbed off on her that much?
"Riddhimaa."
Her name rolled off his tongue with such grace and every time he said it he was filled with a profound joy that only came with true love. So, in a way, saying her name was just as much for his comfort as it was for hers.
He lifted her head with a soft index finger beneath her chin and she stared into his blue eyes that the moonlight set aglow with a fire that she'd never seen there before. The moon revealed passion in his eyes; a love for her so strong that should the sun fail to rise in the morning and all of mankind be destroyed, it would remain. Their love would stand against the limits of time.
"Armaan."
"Bolo naa riddhima." Armaan stroked her cheek as he replied to a whisper with a whisper.
"I am leaving."
"Do you have to go?" He asked instantly as if her leaving him was not even an option.
Riddhima frowned and nodded.
He was quiet with feelings that she knew were torturing him.
She wound her arms around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder. They stayed that way for eternity as she caressed his cheek, sliding her hand down past his jaw, over his neck, onto his shoulder, and finally her hand came to rest over his heart. She held his heart with a grip that would never loosen.
Tilting her head upwards, she placed a kiss on his jawline.
"I love you, Armaan. No number of miles will ever change that."
In response he pulled her closer and kissed her head. She heard his shaky breaths in her ear and felt salty tears dampen her hair.
Riddhima took his face in her hands and looked him in the eyes.
"Please don't cry."
"I can't help it, Riddhima; I don't want you to go."
He moved his hand up to clasp one of hers against his cheek.
"I don't want to go either Armaan, but I have to."
A few more tears slid down his face as he stroked the back of her hand with his thumb. Riddhima consoled the him by slipping her other hand up to tangle itself into his mane of blond hair.
"I'm sorry Armaan." Riddhima's emotions threatened to get the better of her. In her grief, she was forced to whisper the last three words. "I love you."
As she allowed herself to become lost in his eyes, he leaned over and gave her a kiss as sweet as the words that so often poured out of his lips. Her eyes fell closed as she became entranced by their lips' forever-waltz. He pulled her closer and she became more a part of him.
A single tear fought its way out of her eye, followed by more. How could she find the strength to leave him?
They pulled apart after what felt like all of eternity and a few seconds at the same time. If only there was more time to spare she could marinate longer in his presence.
"Are you okay Riddhima?"
Riddhima sighed, fully knowing that she'd been quiet for too long. She thought if she spoke she'd cry even more so she shook her head 'no' and rested against Armaan's shoulder.
She wasn't usually the type to say nothing. Whatever her feelings were, she'd make them known; you could ask anyone and they'd tell you without a moment's hesitation. But her pride was trying to get the better of her; she wouldn't cry. She'd be strong for his sake.
"You can cry, Riddhima." Armaan's voice was quaking due to his own tears. He gently rubbed her back in hopes that she'd relax and let him coax her into weeping. "It'll do no good holding everything in."
Gradually tears started to fall as Riddhima clung to Armaan, sobbing into his shoulder. His body racked with his own sobs as he too cried for all he was worth. It felt good to both to be so vulnerable together, with no one but each other to bear witness. Each seeing the other like this seemed to bring them closer, making the intense heartbreak even more gut-wrenching.
Riddhima Gupta and Armaan Mallik were in relationship since last 3 years..If Riddhima's one side, Life was picture perfect then other was life was hectic. She has lots of responsibilities.she was the eldest in her family. On one hand, her 'mehendi' adorned hands were beckoning her to the dream home for her fianc and the other hand were her siblings, whom she can not take along with her. Riddhima decided not to marry so that she could bring up her little brother and sister with self-respect.
Armaan understood her and stood by her through thick and thin as she went through her struggle.
"Riddhima?"
She gave a small grin.
"Hmm?" she questioned from her place on the driftwood log. She was leaning heavily against Armaan but she got the feeling he didn't care in the slightest.
"You won't ever forget me, will you?"
Riddhima sat up a little and offered an incredulous look.
"Wherever did you get an idea like that?"
She was surprised that he even found it possible for her to forget him. Her surprise must've echoed in her voice for Armaan kept his eyes on his knees.
"Just forget it. It was a stupid question."
"Look at me, Armaan."
The order was soft, but it was an order nonetheless. He looked at her.
"Maain tumhe kabhi nahin bhoolungi Armaan...aur naa hi bhool sakti hun. I love you so much.. You became such a big part of my life nd I feel like you changed me for the better. If I'm glad of anything in my life, Armaan, it's that I met you."
Armaan gave her a crooked smile.
"I guess I really have rubbed off on you; you were never this nice before."
"I resent that." she murmured just before he pressed his radiantly soft lips to her own.
She tilted her head to draw him deeper into their loving display of affection. She was snaking her arms around his neck when a buzzing noise met her ears momentarily. He pulled away with an apologetic look and took his cell phone out of his pocket.
"Mom..She wants to know where I am."
The light from Armaan's phone cast an eerie glow on his pale cheeks. Riddhima glanced at the time displayed on the phone's screen and got up, stretching.
"I should probably go; it's almost two o' clock."
She took half a step away before turning back around to get one last look at Armaan... He stared back with an empty gaze clearly showing how her leaving made him feel. Riddhima smiled, with hopes of uplifting him, despite her own despair and strode over to him. She placed a hand on his shoulder for support as she bent over and kissed his lips softly.
"Goodbye."
Armaan watched as the love of his life walked off, knowing she'd be gone for an unknown amount of time.He inhaled deeply to calm himself and wiped away his tears den mumbeled...
Yaadon ki parchaayee mein bhi hoga chehra tera...iss baat se tu ab anjaan nahi ki main hun deewana tera...izhaar-e-mohabbat bhi kab kiya tumne...jab tere hi jazbaaton ne roka rasta mera..
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Author-
Neha aka neha_luvPRB
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