Monday 11 March 2013

Together in love- 4

The telephonic conversations started as a trickle and then went haywire- night long sessions of hushed arguments, conversations, silly fights and silent cries.  A fight to invite the long eloped sister boomeranged when the groom stoutly refused for the wedding altogether. " If she is coming, forget it- the wedding is not happening." Intervention from mother in law cooled down the groom a little and i was flabbergasted!

Someone with so much hatred...how could i handle, i was perplexed. When his family decided to purchase dresses for the wedding, i jumped in with much enthusiasm. Imagine the fun of shopping with your fiance! We planned to meet at a renown wedding silks saree shop. Tense and fiddling with my purse, i can still remember the moment i saw him, his stature coming in full view with every step i climbed in the staircase. His smile was electric, full of warmth, love and care. 

Being the perennial knuckle head, he saved me twice- once when i forgot my purse as i stepped out of a shop and again when i stumbled on the road without watching the stone jutting out. Holding on to my hands to steady me, i felt heavenly when he uttered- " watch out...look where you are going". Clumsy me! However i tried to strike a conversation with him, someone might turn up asking- " Is this color good?" or " Will this saree suit me?" Fed up, i was waiting for the right opportunity to slip out.

The golden opportunity presented itself in the afternoon when we broke for lunch. Imagining and day dreaming of a quiet lunch together with the fiance, i was blushing. Climbing into an auto rickshaw, when he searched for me, my saviour dad did the best help a father would do to his daughter- " No, no you can go. We will come by another vehicle". The look he got from his daughter for this help was enough to scorch a thousand suns. 

I found myself in the middle of a crowd joking, chatting and yelling, just staring at my partner who was intent in hiccups and gulping down food. My foot! He did not even look at me. I was a volcano ready to erupt. Sensing my anger, mother was looking at an opportunity, like me;) I got my cake in the raymond shop when there was no matching tie for his coat. My mother- the guardian angel that she was, helped me eat it too. She sent us to the near by shop, alone!

The walk to the accessories shop remains the most memorable moment of my life- the rain god decided to join the party. Holding hands, drenched in the rain and brimming with love, we walk. Silent, absorbing the warmth of two hands held together in the incessant drizzle....


As he touches my face and turns it to the window pane, i can see the raindrops. I look at the hands held together now, worn out, wrinkled and cracked. The memories of the red tie and the young couple walking in the rain fleetingly cross my mind. I smile again. He reciprocates it, his grip tightening. He must have understood what i remember. Memories that we both cherish!

To be continued...

16 comments:

  1. Beautifully narrated.Some meories are etched permanently in heart to relive whenever in such mood.Small incidents like dad telling that he will take another vehicle with the bride gave a touch of realism to the story.Make this story long atleast to 16 parts to make it a novelette.

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    1. Thank you so much, KP. I love the enthusiasm with which you give me support. Indebted to you, will defitnitely try to make this a 16 part story. Do you have the patience to read it? ;)

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    2. Surely.Why doubt?Not only me but all your readers would look forward to it.But then you must give a short gist of story thus far
      which will grow in length with every additional chapter.

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  2. Hhehehe men are so insanely adorable. I smiled when u wrote he was gulping down foood and busy with hiccups :D

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    1. Red...thanks dear. Men are insanely adorable and the character was insane in love :P

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  3. Awww... So romantic... I was able to envision each of the scene... !!!!

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    1. Thank you so much Satya. Hope i keep up the romance quotient :)

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  4. 1.do the conversations resemble the FILM alagan " where the song starts wit a DD closing and ends wit a DD session opening"?)
    2.the place yu had chosen to go (RESTARENT) is a wrong meeting point for sitting CHUMMA.. u must taken ICE CREAM Parlour or COFFEE SHOP?!
    3.he remindedd u of ur purse bcaz that is the one whic is going to carry his earnings(money) in the future altogther..
    4.so what happend to tat eloped sis.. did she join the event?
    5.do u think men knew of womens wardrobing style?pch...
    6.it is heavan to sit inside a car wit a loved one.. watching the rain thru wind-sheild.. and wiper in action...

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    1. Thanka Kamalika.
      1. Yes, its the same :P
      2. That cant be done with a cartload of relatives nearby, right?;)
      3. Hahaha...may be true!
      4. Will elaborate on that in the next episodes.
      5. Chanceless ;)
      6. Sure sure :P

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    2. on pt 5.. chanceless by tat u mean what.. even ,my wife ask some saree/chudi if looking good? i will revert SUPER .. (wit out any knowledge on tat)or pretend as if in to selectin some other tat suits her.. so i mentioned like tat.. wht u feel?

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    3. True...all u men are the same!

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  5. I have missed a lot. Am off to read from part 3.

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    1. Hope you read the other parts too, thanks!

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  6. Oh oh, u keep reminding me of my courtship days with every word, every similar experience... Days that will make the rest of our lives coulourful.

    Lovely post!

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    1. Ah...glad i could make you reminisce the courtship days ;)

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    2. Ah...glad i could make you reminisce the courtship days ;)

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