Lub-dub sound of the heartbeat is echoing in my ears as a 8D audio song. And it increases with the decreasing distance between Dhadak.
And my mind is preparing myself in every possible way like calculating the realities of what could happen like Dr. Strange. But I don’t know what happens with me, I am just mesmerized or kind of lost in her when she is around. My neurons crisscrossed or maybe electrical impulses went wrong, I don’t know. But my brain functions differently when she is in front of my sight. And I feel different and special. Maybe you can call it the “Love Effect” but I call it “The Dhadak Effect”. Well! It’s true. When she is around the world seems to act differently, it becomes more beautiful.
I’m scared. But my insane heart is nervously excited to be with her. And I know the volcano is about to burst out, but still gathering all my strength I stand still in front of her. She looks at me and I can clearly see the fire in her oceanly eyes, well you can say it’s an ocean of fire or fire whirl in the ocean. I smile bit weirder and waves my hand and said “Hi ….”. She stands up and I see a very beautiful hand coming towards my left cheek with full acceleration to give an experience of the force. F=m.a. Well! That’s how it works. And before I could complete the magical word “Sorry” which is half stuck in my throat, she balanced my right cheek and brings equilibrium. Then she half punches my stomach and at that time I realized I’m being in love with a ninja. I replied putting a hand in my stomach “I deserve that”. Boom! Then I got another one. “Well! I kind of deserve that too.”
“No! You deserve more than that.” Her red shaded lips uttered.
Then I grab her hands and said very gently “Dhadak! My little ninja, I’m really sorry. Please! Listen to me.”
“No! You always do that.” She said throwing my hands away.
Well! It is this bad. “Dhadak! Let me clarify. Yaar” I said.
“I’ll not listen to any of your excuses. We were supposed to meet at the coffee center in the morning but you didn’t show up. You just replied “Good morning” then you went vanish for the whole day. I know you love your work and you’re very passionate about it and I love that. But I love you too. Only I need your time, a few minutes of you will be enough for me.” She said in a very sad tone.
And this makes me sad and I feel guilty. I feel like a very bad person. You know, it hurts when you see your loved ones in pain. And it breaks you when you become the reason for their tears. I love her the most and yet I made her cry. I won’t be able to forgive myself for what I have done.
(Your Smile is still a blessing for me ....) |
“I’m truly sorry. Dhadak! I love you ….” I said with wet eyes.
“Why are you crying?” She said in anger.
“Sorry ….” I said looking down.
“What sorry? Why sorry? Why do you do that kind of stuff for which you have to be sorry?" She slightly raises her voice.
I kept quiet and look at her face. And there is a hair stick with her lower lip, it's probably because of her thick red lipstick (Avenue). It is moving like a string of a guitar, I shouldn't point that out at least not in this hour but I did. I said, "there is hair in your mouth".
She gives me an angry look and said "you want more slap because you deserve at least a thousand more slaps. Idiot!”
"Sorry ...."
"Yeah! Keep saying that." She replied and sit on that bench covering her face with her hands.
And after a pause, she said “I think I have to order a walky-talky."
I slowly sit beside her and said, “It won’t work. Those have very specific ranges up to which we can communicate.”
"Jaan!!!! Ahh!!!! Please! Shut up! Otherwise, I’ll kill you.” She said with frustration.
"Dhadak! Please! Forgive me. This won't happen ever again. I promise." I said.
Then she looks at me and I said "please ....".
"Stop making puppy faces and I wish you could change this habit but I knew, this isn't possible. Anyway, I will figure something out for this later. But you better don't do this again."
"And .... Sorry! Does that hurt?" She concerned.
I nod my head side-wise.
"It looks red. Sorry!" She said.
"I hit you bit harder. Sorry! But you deserve it."
"Sorry" she said very softly with those deep black eyes.
"I LOVE YOU ...." I said.
She smiled. And Finally, I got blessed. I have been dying just to see her smile. And then she said, "that's why I'm here otherwise I won't be waiting for you in this park for two hours."
"And I love you too. You are my JAAN (life)."
To be continued ....