Tum Duaa ab meri
Aakhri bangaye..

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Khanna House

Avni

That day I driven by those sightly waggish and not less highly fervent gestures we shared with each other. I didn't realize I had already started following him to our next destination. Marriage. He didn't propose me for marriage but I have already gave him my consent, that I'm looking forward to it, with him.
Shit. Silly me.

Rea said, I should have made him work harder to get me, my answer in positive. The strange part is she wasn't much surprised to know, me and Neil seeing each other, as if it's like any other normal news to her. Was it this predictable!

Even she exclaimed, how he is a big fat chauvinist and then rolled her eyes, blowing out an exasperated groan. This girl, haven't changed a bit. I chuckled inwardly.
Unless she look mature now than ever. However her eyes haven't left that same mischief, they were always used to be.
I missed her. I so missed her.

We chatted, relived some old days. And my chest swelled getting back my bestie.

Sometimes we really act silly being inside a cocoon made of meself, that only leads us to the world me, instead of Us.
We do mistakes. Aren't we!

Yes I have met Rea, in her office. I got her office location from Neil.

I need to clear stuffs between us. So as decided, determindedly I went to my Bestie.
It was my fault, therefore apologize should be from my side only.
This was the first thing needed to be done I had planned, the week I stepped into my homeland.

It was quite obvious Rea hasn't expected me to come and see her after what we had years back. Correction it was me who took things to something else, that never supposed to be between us.

Everything I wanted to say her since long I had released. And I'm forgiven. That wasn't so unexpected either.
And now everything is fine between us. Because she always knew why I did to her, that what I did. She is the world's best example of a bestie. Isn't she!

It's been a week, Me and Neil, we have got engaged officially. We are officially couple now. God it's still foreign to my ears whenever he say these words to me. It's feels like life time, he used be so piss so piss on me all the time.

Well, now We talk over calls everyday,at no particular time as such are fixed. We mostly call eachother whenever we feel like. Like missing. I don't miss him but he does. Thats what he tells, unlike Neil, I know.
And Arya talk to his Dadda once getting back home from his school and before going to bed. And I have discovered, I never loved this man more than I love him now.

I have said to Neil, I need some time to wrap up my job here and Aryan's school as well. So our marriage will take some months to happen.

We had gone to India in winter vacation, as decided we will celebrate Arya's Birthday this year there. One fine morning the day after celebrating Aryan's Birthday. The week before our engagement, Khannas had invited us to their home. And I was hell nervous meeting his family, this time as someone differently.

I must say Neil has got really a humble pair of parents including his granny Bebe. I felt home around them.
But except them, that feeling grew even enormous, wasn't stayed the same for other stuffs I have got, reaching there.

I felt a huge lump inside my chest since I got to know his house address. It's at the most ritzy part of the town we live, where only overly grand rich people could afford to build house in that part of our city. I had started to feel nervy at the same time sluggish,as closer as our car headed to that route. While Maama and Arya kept blabbing throughout the whole car journey and I was quite, as silent as it seemed I was going to step into an examination hall.

Neil

I lover her. Not because she is beautiful. Indeed definitely I have seen around more beautiful girls than her. Though beauty could never been the most prominent criteria to become someone's missus. Mine never been. Other than outer beauty there are much important things we should see in a person while choosing our life partner. Like how compatible both of your thoughts or ideas about life are. Or how genuine that person is you are planning to spend your whole life with.

However amidst the lot Avni is different, different from everyone I have come across.
Despite having a big heart, that can wrap any person around in it's warmth whoever comes near her, She is disciplined, well mannered, sofisticated and as simple as a girl next door. The reasons I fell for her.

That day all exultant blew out my body and I tensed up staring at her uneasy glances around my house. It seemed she was in an internal debate with herself on a critical issue. So in excuse I took her away everyone to show her our room. That is at the second storey of my house, at the same time entirely mine.

As I need space l enjoy the most being alone. That part has everything a person required to live a ravishing life.

Unceremoniously when those words dropped from her mouth;

Settling her on the bed I knelt before her. Took her hands into mine and motioned her through my eyes asking her, what exactly the thing is bothering my love. First confusingly she kept staring creasing slightly her vigilant gaze over me for few seconds being all anxious. I assured her to speak pushing away my drumming heart aside. I was totally prepared what it may I'll understand her. Therefore I smiled reassuring to share her incomprehensibly grown incoherent mind to me. And she blew out a deep sigh before speaking.

"Neil I don't feel like......" She paused gulping as if preparing herself for something heart shattering and my heart stopped beating assuming something worst was coming on my way. I got the vibes of dismay. My heart squeezed in apprehension.

"I can't be better choice for you, I mean it's okay...ummm..." She pressed her quivering lips rambling and I felt hollow inside looking at her remorseful ducked gaze. It took me time to register in my brain what just she told.

"We are miss matched. I didn't know actually you are this rich...I feel..." Avni couldn't met my eyes. And my discreet gaze examined her each expression when she spoke.

"I think we should quit" not getting any response from me so long she raised her eyes and I gripped back, straightened myself. My eyes creased filled in inner pain. Not by any brusie but has started bleeding internally by her each words. Would I be ever raise in her eyes! The pang in my chest was unbearable.

"Quit what!" My jaws flexed. There grew venom in my voice. I crucified.

"Quit this marriage.." she pulled her touch away me, rose up her seat and stepped out of my reach. Her voice fell.

"Quit what!" I bellowed repeating, my voice confrontational and she squirmed under my harsh tone. I felt bad. I did again scare her but she need to know otherwise.

"Quit our..." her voice chocked, she couldn't complete, but in no qualm my anticipation already yelled at me, what could be her last word.

"Can you quit the love I have felt for you." I asked as prominent as I could have sounded that moment. I stood a step behind her, so close that I could feel her each heavy sighs falling forward as she was facing another side.
"Can you quit the bond I share with that little boy Aryan!" I barked, that made her sucked a breath and she turned to me. Her incredulous gaze stopped at my pair of furious urgent gaze over her. I clenched my fist, controlled not to wail at my state. The state of being failure as a man. A man who repeatedly discarded by his girl not able to yield her belief that there's none but she, he wants.

"Can you quit your love for me!" these last word came out of my mouth softened, held a undescribed emotions that made her cheeks go wet. She sniffed, immediately downcasted her eyes.
Now I felt helpless at her state. I made her think this low of herself, I'm the person behind her state, she feels this way. And I stiffled seeing her failing.

"Listen Avni I have come long way" I pulled up myself, retrieved the confident I was missing. There's no ground to leave my girl feel Atychiphobia all again, as Dr. Chris had described her state of mind, she was suffered from. Rather it's time to let her feel Sarang; the feeling of wanting to be with someone until death. That's me as well. I want her to be in my heart, beside me, until my last breath.

And then I retorted further.

"And I have finally reached my Destiny. The destiny with you Avni! Please don't push me away. I wouldn't be survive without you I swear, or I'll die" My voice eerily dropped,I clutched her shoulder even tighter pulling closer to my face. I made her look into my eyes, so that she could see my honesty.

"No please don't say that" her voice shaky sobbing, she put her soft trembling fingers on my mouth to shut me up. And I swallowed hard.

"Please try to understand. I'm too ordinary to your society Neil. I don't know how to behave in those high class parties, even I have no ideas about what people talk in such gatherings. I would never be acclimatized with your society.
I'm too average to acompany you as your life partner. I'm too clumsy to attend those classy people's convo. I have never went to clubs, not even know how to dance. We are too mismatch Neil, we are disaster as a couple. You will be ashamed, will regret soon.
It's rather end this now than later promptly" Her trembled voice stating her insecurities.That stabbed dense to my core. And that moment I just wanted to kiss her harder, punish her causing my heart shattered, devasted with her each words.

But I chose to stay sangfroid.

I dropped my arms off her shoulder,slauntered passed over her, took my seat on the bed that she was few minutes before. Heaving a deep sigh I humped my head backward supporting my forearms, I clutched the edge of the bed. Closing my eyes I breathed out another long sigh, my chest felt hollow before I prepared myself to persist.

"You know what people calls me chauvinist" I chuckled painfully, then reopened my eyes no where at particular.
"Especially females in my society. Because my inclination had always been weird they say, from the boys of my age, I have grown up with. I don't like girls in those shorts, revealing dress up, nor I comfortable watching them clubbing around late nights with their those sticky guy friends. I never find over conservative bashing them coming back home over midnight all drunk or hanging out with any random guy all their night outs or any other enclosed places as such. Which are too common and normal being a girl in our society" I finished, turned my eyes to her and saw her staring at me in disbelief. I have really surprised her. Didn't I.
So I beckoned her to come and sit in the space close to me through stretching my arm, reached to her. she held it and did as I asked. Avni sat beside me. I tightened the hold and my eyes filled hope.

"Rather I like girls with a simple elegant attire, disciplined, graceful. Not only in looks but also in their behaviour and mannerisms. That I found only in a girl that is you, Avi!" I can imagine how startled she is right now, by my words. Keeping still that intensity and proximity I said emphasising that word 'you' next.
"I love you. Because you have all the qualities, manners, convention that I had quested, seeked to search unknowingly in my would be girl since long" I exclaimed, my voice held longing.
"Your modesty, unostentacious manner is half of your beauty. Do you know that" I came closer my lips a decent inch away to her and she lowered her eyes shyly. Another important quality of her. Much instantly she can set me aroused, everytime I watch her blushing for me.

I agree there is nothing first sight between us nor we are any of those parted lovers. But the thing between us was like an instinct, like a sure event. That our soul should have to be together, no matter how long it takes, it should have happened soon or later.

"I chose you because I know, you are the only perfect girl for me and my family. And I'm incomplete without you" I pulled her chin up, her shy eyes right into mine. And my heart skipped to my throat.

She hugged me too slowly, our cheeks brushed. "I love you" she mumbled bashfully over my shoulder. Finally. My shoulder slouched, my chest released its hardness, I felt euphoric. I have waited long to hear these three magical words, only from her.

"Uhm what!" I let out a soft chuckled. My happy eyes knitted showing some pretended confusion. I played a little.

"I love you" she literally repeated.

"Keep saying" l blew out a contented sigh, a goofy grin laced on my lips. Closing my eyes I wrapped her even tighter in between my arms. This is called complete, pure solace, having her in my arms.

"I love you Nakchada" she giggled being caged in my hold.

"But I had have heard someone called me lovable" my tone grew raspy holding my desire not to end up with her doing something extremely romantic. I don't want to scare her getting into that rush. So, I just scooted her closer, almost made Avni land on my lap. She finched at our close proximity. A dense smirk grew on my lips. She doesn't know me yet.

"None.Except me" she retorted, her voice soft. She put her chin on my shoulder sighed.

"Yes only you" I whispered, sighed.
"And this Neil Khanna is yours. Only yours" I stroke her hair lovingly. In response her arms tightened around my neck.
Another sigh of relief released my heavy chest. I couldn't held back, I pushed my face closer, nuzzled in her soft hair. And my breath over her neck brought stiffened her body. My vision went dizzy when her sent hit my nostril.

I can't wait much longer to make her my bride.

You would never get the exact reason you have fallen for, neither you would ever able to get a clue about any particular cue to that person to be in love with. That's the mighty line, the mystery behind reaching your true love.
Unless those universal strong vibes, you will get, to be with him.

"I don't know how to love, will you teach me!" I pulled apart, cupped her face.She smiled nodding gently in agreement and we rested our forehead upon each other.

Hum the dhoonte jisey
Woh Kami bangaye

Tum mere Ishq ki
Sarr Zameen bangaye

Haan Hasi banaye
Haan Nami bataye

Tum mere Aasman
Meri Zameen bangaye

So that's the beginning is on making some truely beautiful DREAMS like life together of Avniel.

(Atychiphobia: fear of failure, fear of not being good enough)

I would love to rewrite this chappie. I'll edit it later.

As I promised, epilogue and some bonus chapters lined up next. I'll update soon.

Love you all
MoN ♥️