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Part-II

Latika02 this for you :)

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The car pulled outside the venue. Asmi got off the car and smiled," Thanks Robert."

"Sir will meet you inside mam. Enjoy !", Robert said.

Asmi nodded and walked towards the venue.

The cold breeze of February made her shiver and she rubbed her arms. Damn ! She should have carried her shawl. But,she wanted to look beautiful and hot for her man and the shawl wouldn't have gone with her Saree. She had spend 3 hours on getting ready for him though at the back of her mind she knew, it won't matter to him. It never has !

She pushed the door open and enter. The hall was filled with darkness but soon someone has turned the lights on and she was greeted with a shower of rose petals over her.

She was shocked. May be someone thought her to be someone else. She looked around but there was no one in sight. She saw a big banner on the wall with the line," Will you be my Valentine till the last breath of my life ?"

She was confused. She felt a pair of hands on her naked stomach. She knew who he was ! She was tuned to him like a sunflower is tuned to the Sun.

"Do you like it, Love?", he whispered in her ear,making her shiver.

She turned to look at Kavy, she wanted to ask him, what was going on. But he kept his finger on her lips and asked," Will you dance with me ?"

She nodded her head like the cartoon Noddy. She was amazed, mesmerized and her heart and mind were in havoc. Kavy has never done something like this for her. And all the attention, affection were making her go crazy. She wanted to ask him,' Did he had a heart transplant  or soul exchange ?'. But  her mind rebuked her,'Enjoy this moment till its last. You never know when this dream will get over. Gather all you can, its essence is worth a lifetime."

He entangled her arms around his neck. He pulled her close to him, leaving no space between them. He kept her head on his chest and they moved slowly on the music. In the dim light they looked like one, a single soul and two bodies drowned in each other's love, ignorant of the world around them.

"I love you.", Kavy confessed softly.

Asmi untangled herself from him and took two steps away.

"No ! You don't", tears welled up in her eyes.

"I do baby !", he took steps towards her.

"No, you don't ! You are lying to me. Why are you lying to me ? You said you'll never me again.", she felt the wall behind her.

She had spend 5 years of her life with a hope that one day he'll say those magical words. And,one year back he crushed her hope. She was scared to hope again, to dream. Hope is very evil. It never lets you rest in peace. It holds you on to someone, who was never meant to be yours. Every morning, you wake up with a hope that may be today, you'll achieve your dream, your desires and every night you cry yourself with a broken heart but still with a new hope. She didn't want her broken heart to suffer more. This is a dream and dreams don't come true.

She kept on backing away from him and he tried to get close to her, to hold her in his arms, to show her how much he love her.

"What game you are playing with me Kavy ? There is only a point till which I can take and survive. It took me years to make my heart understand that you'll never love me. Please Kavy ! I am very fragile. Please !", she looked down and cried.

Kavy looked at the woman, his woman in front of him with longing. He was the reason of her tears, of her pain and he hate himself for that  It took him six years and the fear of losing her to realise her worth, his love. He was a jerk to claim that he could never love her. How could no one love this angel ? She is the reason of happiness, peace, prosperity in his life. A reason to live.A reason to love.One love to live.He was lucky that life gave him second chance and he would be a big loser not to snatch this chance.

He cupped her face and and kissed her tears.

"I love you Asmi ! I love you sweetheart ! Trust me !"

"No, you don't ! No, you don't !",Asmi shook her head in denial.

He pressed his lips on her, coaxing her to open her mouth for him. He nibbled her lower lip and she gasped. He took the opportunity and kissed her hard, pouring his love, his honesty, his devotion in the kiss.

He pulled away from her and said," You know when Kaki called me and informed about your accident, I collapsed on the ground holding the phone to my chest. It was like someone had pulled my heart out and stomped on it.  I drove to the hospital  like manic breaking every single and when I reached the hospital I ran like a mad bull. And then I saw you in the ICU, covered with bandages and pipes looking so vulnerable and empty of life. My whole world came crashing in front of me at that instant. The doctor said that you were critical, there was only 20% chance of your survival and then the fear gripped my heart. The fear of losing you, the fear of  not waking up to your smiling face, the fear of not being able to sleep in your arms again. "

He knelt down in front of her and looked into her eyes, sincerity evident in his eyes," I love you baby. I need you, I want you. I can't function without you. I can't survive without you. I had never felt so strong for anyone before. Please accept my love. I won't promise you to give the sun and moon but I'll give you my heart. I can't promise to lay the world at your feet but I am laying my world at your feet."

Asmi sat in front of him and hug him hard," I love you too."

And they spend the night in each other's arm expressing their love and passion.

Hope is the essence of human survival. The hope of the rising sun after the sunset. The hope of that 'the one' will catch you when you'll fall in love with him. The hope that you'll survive the next moment. The hope that the tomorrow will bring a new happiness, a reason to live. But, isn't the hope a real reason to live ?

The romantic novels are righty categorized as fictional. But isn't  fiction inspired by  reality ? Those authors they write what they imagine, what they dream, what they desire. And we readers, crave for those feelings and somewhere those fictional lines satisfy us.

But, one question that I always ask everyone, ' Why we expect our guy or girl to love us in the same way as the lead in our most favourite novel. Why we don't promise our self to love them the same way ?"

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY...

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I am sorry for not updating yesterday. But, I hope it was worth your wait. I had doubts about this book, whether you'll like it or not. Positive and negative both views are welcome.

So, what's the plan for today. For me, its a me day. I believe I spend 364 days loving others, one day is just for me :p. I even brought a gift for myself and my besties were like," hadd hoti h khud se pyaar karne ki." :p

Anyways, hope this valentine gift has made you happy.

And please check the pic at the side.

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