He was cured; revived and the storm that had been within him for a forever had now calmed.

In succint and few chosen words; by her pure promises; she had consoled and mend his weeping and shattered heart and the dried marks of her tears on her letter; that clearly showed that only the narration of his anguish had harrowed and caused her discomfort; had annihilated the obnoxious feeling of forlorn and lonesomeness.

And at that very moment; he was sure that he needs her to breathe and to be alive in true sense; that his smile is she herself; that she was the only one he wanted from life and from God; that she was his lost music; that he could merrily die and sacrifice himself for her; that he loved her.

The realization itself was so paradisic that he was dying to feel the phase and be with her and without wasting any time - in the immediate letter he had confessed his feelings for her and told her that a future filled with euphoria with her was his only cherished aspiration.

Though he was certain of her Love; that dripped and outpoured like oceans from every alphabet of her letters; but still he wanted to hear it from her and she had even fulfilled his this wish but in her own demure way.

She hadn't inscribed her sentiments on the sheet in an elucidated manner like he did but had expressed by ending her letter with 'Apki Nandini' rather than the regular watermarkish just Nandini.

That only term; Apki; was more meaningful than any combination of heavy weight words and this beautiful one - word statement of her saying that she was his; had given him the happiness of both worlds; of the heavens and of the seven skies combined and beyond that - he knew he din't and would never need anything.

'Tum soch bhi nahi sakti ke tumne yeh sab kehkar mujhper kitna bada ehsaan kiya hain.

Jaanta toh bohot din se tha yeh baat per kisi wajah se manna nahi chahta tha. Per tumne jaaney anjaney woh wajah bhi mitadi aur isliye mere dil ne yeh baat maanli.

Sorry! Per tum toh jaanti ho na ke main apni dil ki baatein lafzon mein zahir karne mein kitna bura hoon. Zyada kuch toh nahi keh paunga per yeh kahunga ke ab mujhe zinda rehne ke liye saanson ki nahi; tumhari zaroorat hai.

Meri kuch na hoker bhi sab kuch bangayi ho tum.

Tumne wapas mujhe zinda kiya aur ab main chahta hoon ke tumhari dee hui iss zindagi ko tumhare saath jiyun.

Tumhe apna banana chahta hoon.

Apna sab kuch tumhare saath baatna chahtun hoon.

Tumhe apne paas apni baahon mein dekhna chahta hoon.

Jaanta hoon tumhare jazbaat aur tumhara jawab bhi lekin phir bhi sunna chahta hoon.

Toh batao; humdard honey ke saath meri humsafar banogi? Hosake toh jald jawab dena.

Abse humesha ke liye

Tumhara Manik.

Nandini smiled amidst crying out of joy; while re reading his that love letter for which she had longed for 3 years; right from the very moment she had seen him for the very first time; for an umpteenth time.

Lying on her bed and holding the message of his arrival close to her heart and a lingering smile on her lips; she remembered their 8 months of courtship; as per her daily regimen; only to feel her heart swell to the verge of getting burst.

Everything seemed so dream - like even though being the finest verity.

How they had covered the distance between no one to being the only one.

How her all imaginations had and were still sedately taking the face of reality.

How he had given the unco her a chance and had ended up falling in Love and How they had landed up in present where he was coming to make her his officially and to take her to his little world.

She blushed profusely; exhilarated and elated with the endmost thought; with butterflies fluttering hard in the pit of her stomach and a myriad of questions going on in her head.

How was it going to be?

What would happen?

What would she say?

What would he tell?

Will he find her beautiful?

The self interrogation came to standstill at the latter question and in a jiffy; truck loads of reverence and admiration replaced the nervousness brewing inside her as she cast her mind back to all things gorgeous that he had told her :

That it din't matter to him if she was beautiful or not.

He would Love her anyway.

That even though he hadn't seen her; he knew that she is an aesthetic beauty of her kind.

That ..

Her own thoughts choked abruptly and a darker rosiness clouded the milkiness of her cheeks at his lovely and sweet warnings and frequent reminders of how he would always stay proximate to her and keep staring at her for hours; so much proximate that their breaths would mingle; once she would be his.

Only the fascination of being close to him; to touch and to hug him was enough to tangle her in knots and send thousands of volts of electric currents down her spine and maybe even make her a bit frightened; but in a good way.

But no matter what and above all nervousness; she would; as per her own pledge; surrender herself to him in every and all respects - in and as a life - long reward for his 8 month long yearning - yearning to meet; see and even listen her.

8 Months.

A period of 243 days that she had herself set as a barrier between them and their union; a condition which he had accepted readily and without an erm; - to give their budding relation some time to establish and mature before they could kick - start a lifetime together.

It hadn't been easy or to be precise; had been quite onerous and stringent for them - but still they had withstood and for their and for their Love's good had emerged stronger and more profound.

And after all the hankering; finally;

the moment had come.

To Be Continued...

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