Ashutosh:
I was in deep thinking and suddenly came into this world when Rudrani hugged me from back wrapping her hands around my waist and kissed my cheek. My heart melted with her cute act but I stayed calm without reacting. Rudrani turned me towards her.
"What?" I asked seriously.
"In the morning, you asked me to give your strawberry sundae and I promised to give it to you after returning home. As you are angry with me, I can't break my promise given to my most loving husband in the world, after all I love him so much," Rudrani said and placed her lips on mine.
Rudrani started kissing me too deeply as if I am her favourite candy. Her hands started playing with my hairs and heart beat increased. I thought to stop kissing guessing that she was out of breath but Rudrani didn't allow me to end the kiss rather she was much involved in it. I responded to her until she herself broke the kiss.
She looked into my eyes after giving me my favourite sundae.
"Are you still angry with me? I didn't mean that you shouldn't touch my things. You have every right on me. Obviously on my things too. Please forgive me for slipping my tongue," Rudrani said holding her ears.
I smiled and pulled her into my arms.
"It's my fault. I shouldn't have overreacted. Sorry baby, sometimes your husband being a monkey overreacts at minor issues," I said slowly.
"And I can never be angry with you for long time. Just a hug and kiss from you melts my heart and you are an expert who knew my weakness."
"I didn't mean I need privacy from you," Rudrani said pouting.
"But you need privacy as every other individual. Sweetheart, if I keep on checking your hand bag and mobile everyday, it's called interfering in your privacy. But, if I open your hand bag for taking something or using your mobile for a call when I need is not wrong. Privacy is different from separation. Privacy is having time for yourself and control on your things but insisting someone even if it's parental family not to touch your things create distance between you and your family. I am always ready to give you privacy but can't allow you to separate yourself from me."
"But truly I respect your privacy and I never have any habit of checking your bag or mobile. I didn't do that till now and surely I won't do it ever. In the morning, when the maid shifted your luggage to our room, I just took prescription as I thought we may forget it later. I don't know whether you believe it or not but I am not that kind of person as you thought," I said.
"Ashu, I know you are a very good husband. You already gave freedom and space to me. You changed your opinions for me. I never misunderstand you Ashu."
"Go and get ready. We will go for a dinner," I said.
I got fresh up and found her still searching for a dress.
"How long will you take to select a dress?" I said casually.
"I want to look good beside you. Already I look the worst beside you in due to this scars. At least I want to wear a good dress to suit you," I held her hand tight stopping her words.
"Shut up. Just shut up. Did I say that? Answer me. Did I say anytime that?" I shouted at her.
"Ashu, leave my hand first."
"Answer me, why do u feel u are unsuitable to me? I never said it nor showed that in my actions. What made you feel that way?"
"These scars," she replied with tears.
"You never behaved so but still I feel I am not worth to stand beside you. You are handsome and good at heart. But, I look ugly and didn't match your status too." Rudrani said.
I left her hand and made her to sit on the bed. I sat beside her.
"Rudrani, love doesn't know beauty, status or anything. It know only to give love unconditionally.
Beauty which we see with our eyes is not permanent and may be fake. But the beauty experienced by our heart stays forever and we can never forget that feeling.
Maybe even if you are beautiful without scars, I might not have fallen for you because I know eyes deceive us. We can't always trust the choice of our eyes. If we start following the choice of our eyes, we will have many options which confuses us and mostly may lead us to make wrong choice.
I loved you because I loved your courage, fight back nature and you didn't play a role of victim rather you made your life an inspiration to many. I am proud to say I am one of them who got inspired by you.
I trust my heart. It never deceives me. I may have few choices but I am sure my heart makes the best choice. It had already made the best choice. It's you," I said and placed a light kiss on her forehead.
She was in tears.
"Now why are you crying? No more tears."
"These are not tears caused by pain. These are happy tears for my luck of getting a husband like you. You are the best Ashu."
I hugged her from the side.
"Beauty fades but love stays. Beauty fades with age and time. Love stays and becomes stronger with age and time. I love you."
"I love you too. I cursed my fate many times but now I am really grateful to the God for blessing me with you."
"It became too much. Now go and get ready. Wait, I will select your dress or you will take one more hour for that," I said and selected a red sari for her.
We both got ready and went downstairs to leave and mom came just now.
"Rudrani, today I need your help beta. My childhood friend returned to India after many years. I invited their family for dinner. Please help me in making arrangements."
"But mom, we....." I tried to say but Rudrani stopped me.
"Sure mom," she said and we came to our room.
"I am sorry, Ashu. We will go another day. Please don't mind. Mom never ask any help from me. First time, mom asked me to help her and I didn't want to hurt her by saying no. Please understand."
"Okay," I said without showing my disappointment.
She understands everyone except me in the world and values everyone's feelings except mine. I try hard to know about her and her opinions. But she never understands me properly. Her sister gave her personal diary to me but I didn't open it till now as I didn't want to read it without her permission. She simply said I am not respecting her privacy just for taking prescription from her hand bag.
Mom can manage without her. Maids are there to help in the arrangements and cooking. What will Rudrani do? If we say about our plan of going out for dinner, mom will understand. Mom won't feel bad because she know we didn't go anywhere after marriage to spend time together. Will she ever try to understand me or is it one side forever?