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'When they say that love is a pain in the neck, they aren't wrong either' and this was one of those thoughts that drove through his head as he did on the highway all the way to manali in the middle of the night. Prithvi Saxena vowed silently that he wouldn't fall in love as he thought over and over of the events that he had just witnessed a couple of hours back. "Maybe.....maybe not" he muttered as he contemplated over the actual reason for the fight that had happened. But before he could think further, he braked the car coming to the real world. His destination had arrived.
Flashback:
A small boy bent down and examined the bottom of the gate minutely, as if he were researching on a microscopic object, scrutinizing every minute detail. As he saw the shadow coming closer, he crouched further inside making as little noise as possible. Slowly......the gate opened, creaking just like a mouse, revealing a tall frame of a giant and fierce man, who silhouette would scare anyone at midnight. He moved forward the air getting tenser as he did so and the silence like a ghost in the haunted house. He paused, and lifting his arm to a side he suddenly switched on the lights. "bhooooooooot" the little boy jumped out of his hiding place on the man, firing him with punches "arre….arre, Arnav yeh kya kar rahe ho" a young woman, caught hold of him and lifted him from the fallen person "sorry Prithvi, tum toh jaante ho ke Arnav kitna badmaash ho gaya hai" she apologized "uski koi zaroorat nahi hai, yeh toh mera best friend hai" Arnav answers jumping over to Prithvi from his mom, and then looking at him "hai na??" he asks to which Prithvi smiles and answers "bestest friend". "chalo ab uncle ko aur pareshaan mat karo aur homework karo jaakar" a man came out, making all the smiles vanish from the room as it grew tense again. "Papa ne phir pi hai, tabhi Saturday ko homework ki baat kar rahe hai" arnav muttered in his ears and ran away before anyone could get a hand on him. But his statement was enough to instigate the father who started off with his "tumhi ne sir pe chadaya hai ise" rant, accusing her for their failures while she began with her "haan haan saari galti meri hai.com".
"Abhinav, tum so jao aur is topic par kal baat karna, thande dimag se" Prithvi tucked him into the bed and switching off the lights came out of the room to a tearful Priyanshi, who looked at him guiltily "sorry Prithvi, tum itni door se humse milne aate ho aur tumhe yeh sab......" "koi baat nahi bhabhi, aapki life ka ek rough phase chal raha hai, usme main aap logon ka saath nahi doonga to kaun dega.....dekhna yeh bahut jaldi khatam ho jaayega, aur aap dono ke beech me sab theek hoga" he consoled her "pata nahi Prithvi tum par bharosa karun ya nahi, mera yaha rehna mushkil hogaya hai ab" she said "nahi bhabhi aisa mat kaho, Abhinav aur Arnav dono hi aapse bahut pyaar karte hain" he replied looking at a sleeping Arnav on his bed as they walked out of the house "usi pyaar ne toh baandh rakha hai mujhe yahan se, warna main toh kabki......" Prithvi stopped her with a gesture of his "khudko aur is rishte ko itna kamzor mat banaiye.....aapko hi toh sab samhaalna hai…..accha ab main chalta hoon" and he took their leave
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Prithvi sighed as the scene haunted him, he couldn't believe love marriages could be so fatal. The feeling of helplessness was something he would never want to experience, and that is why he didn't want to fall in love. But as soon as he stood outside the door, it opened, revealing a beautiful woman who greeted him with a smile, suddenly reminding himself of how stuck up he himself was. He walked in, nodding a little at her for the sake of greeting and directly hit his room. She looked at him anticipating something but then when she saw how tired he looked, thinking something she smiled and walked inside too.
Prithvi was lying on his bed thinking of how his life was going on, when she came and sat beside him. "bohat thak gaye ho?" she asked softly to which he simply nodded in a disinterested manner. But his plan backfired as she moved towards him, and sitting by his head started massaging it. He didn't want to sleep, he needed to think, but her hands worked magic, the way she pressed it gently and lovingly, like he was the most prized possession for her and........he fell asleep before he could think anymore. She smiled as she saw his breathing ease normally and his creased forehead straightened. She sat for a little time staring at him and then too lost to notice, planted a kiss on his cheek and fell asleep on his chest.
Prithvi woke up early the next morning thanks to the peaceful sleep of a lifetime
he had, well thanks again to the loving head massage……Prithvi reprimanded
himself not to think about it anymore lest he fell asleep again, much to the
heaven that he was currently holding in his arms. He tried getting up, but he
couldn't, not because her weight had held him down or so but all the strength
seemed to drain out of his body as he took in her angelic petite sight hugging
him with all the love she had and…….he didn't want to think much, so he just
dropped his head back on the pillow and putting his arms around her, he went
back to sleep, a Sunday with a wife who loved him so much sleeping in his arms
was too much to handle for him too.
Prithvi woke up again, but this time the place wasn't familiar at all, everything was white in color and he seemed to be surrounded and attached to machines, and as his eyes took in the whole sight, a weak Damini sleeping by his side, pale in color and messed up due to tears. Prithvi tried remembering and then saw it all. An argument over a small issue, her pent up frustration came out about how much she tried to hint him that she had fallen for him but he behaved like he didn't care, like she meant nothing to him and she couldn't do this anymore. She had wanted to know if he loved her or not, for his mixed signals had confused her since ever. And all the events of failed love marriages came back to him and he drove out of the house for fresh air and met with an accident. And despite all that she cared, cried for the whole night. And that's when he realized, marriage or no marriage, love or no love couldn't change the number of problems written in one's destiny, but could definitely give him happy moments which would be his for after the end too. And finally Prithvi Saxena had made up his mind about love.
"Prithvi" Damini called out in the house, as she began to worry about him. He was all she had now, all she would have till the day she died, and even after. Though he didn't reply to anything than in a monosyllable, she loved him, though he was as unromantic as one could be, she loved him, though he ignored her royally, she loved him, though he showed attitude to her, she loved him, though she……she loved him and would do forever and after. But now her mind began panicking, ever since the argument they hadn't talked more than what was necessary but it was because she was angry with him for hurting himself because of an argument between them, and he…….well he didn't seem to care though she knew he very much did. It had been a week since his discharge but he still needed rest.
"Meri itni parwaah karti ho" his manly voice hit her ears as she looked at him holding a candle in his hands, lighting the little space so that she could see him as well. But what would she see, he was as handsome, hot, sexy, drop dead gorgeous, greek god.... enough of his praises, someone look at Damini too…..as ever if not more. But she was no less, looking as beautiful as ever 'So back to the scene'. He looked at her directly with a small smile on his face that reminded her of everything going on between them "nahi....nahi toh....main kyon dhoondungi tumhe.....mujhe pata hai ke tum yahin the....tumhe kya hoga" she stuttered "maine kab kaha mujhe kuch hua hai....aur agar hua bhi toh...." She stopped him from saying any further, shaking her head in a no as she put her hand on his mouth "kuch nahi hoga tumhe mere rehte" she looked into his eyes with all the love she had "itna pyar karti ho tum mujhe?" he asked as he held her hand and kissed it softly. "kya farak padta hai?" she withdrew herself from him "sach me nahi padhta?" he pulled her to himself by the face such that they were just inches apart, locked into each other's eyes with an undefined intensity. "nahi" she finally answered looking away trying to get away, but he pressed her closer to himself and she felt herself drained "aur ab?" his breath almost kissing her face, and his husky voice dazzling her as she closed her eyes "nahi" she said with assembling every ounce of strength in her and pushed him away lest she gave up. But he was determined to get her back this time no matter what.
And so what he did was totally expected and yet not for it was something that could sweep anyone of their world. He held her tightly yet softly, not hurting her not letting her move. And his lips placed on hers, they just stayed like that as he neither kissed her nor moved away, just taking in her presence and patiently waited for her to give up. And she finally did, as she closed her eyes and parted her lips, and pulled him closer by his lips. He kissed her back, as softly as he could, not wanting to hurt her at any cost. His hands left her and pulled her closer by the waist as hers travelled up to his nape pulling as close as possible. And now let us turn our heads to some other inconsiderate object in another discreet direction.😆
And when they left each other, Prithvi still knew that love was a pain in the neck, but now for other reasons......😉
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