The Binding String

F O R T Y - F I V E

Tune the above song while reading ♥️

After the hot and humid afternoon, as the evening arrived, the wild winds started to blow taking sand along him. The winds which started at evening doesn't stopped at night even but give rid to the people's lives in the city. Around the night the night sky filled with heavy black clouds, the scary lightening can be heard. Many commented it as a bad weather but for one this weather bought the peace in the same way the wild wings bought after the humid days. The couple were still laid tangled and messy in their bedroom looking at each other, uncared of other things. It appeared like everything around them had stopped for a while and what remained were them along the numerous unsaid words which still needed to spoken out. He took her hands in his and tangled their fingers keep looking into her eyes. It's true that true love has a habit to come back. What is meant for you will come back to you no matter how hard the roads are. If she never meant for him that they would get separated long back but yes there was something between them which kept them binded together and it came true.

They are together.

"What are you thinking?" He whispered in her ears seeing her lost and inattentive to his touches.

"Just wondering how much I underestimated the value of being talked, a smile, an ear to listen and being open up. It truly had a potential to change your life around." She replied caressing his forehead expressing her heart out.

"Hmm I agree." He rubbed his day old stubble above her cheeks making her giggle. She tried to stop him as his tickles started to get intense and within time her eyes filled with tears as she was unable to stop her laughter anymore. "From now I just want to see these tears of happiness in your eyes. I have caused lot of pain to you."

"Raman please." Ishita kept her hand on his mouth not ready to take him the guilt anymore. "We are equally responsible for this mess. Mummy ji is right. There is always two peoples need to break and make the marriage. Somewhere we both were wrong." Ishita wasn't wrong entirely, somewhere they both were wrong at a point of time and appeareantly that was the reason why they were less guilty about all the things.

It was not about how much they were wrong but it was more about how they handled the issues cropped between them.

"We never tried to fall in love. Doesn't we?" She took a deep breath as he whispered while nibbling her earlobe.

"We should tried to do that. It would made our lives easier." She whispered back making him nod his head. They kept looking at each other when he moved his face closer to her and caressed her chin softly. She kept looking at him eager to know about his next action but instead of saying anything he rested his head on his elbow leaving his wife amused. "Kuch toh kaho Raman."

"Kya kahoon? Jab tum saamne nahi hoti thi tab kitna kuch sochta tha tumse kehne ko par ab jab ho tab aisa lagta hai maano waqt ko thaam loon aur tumhe yun hi dekhta rahoon." (Whenever you comes infront of me my brain cells stops working. I have so much to say but the words disappears somewhere whenever you comes infront of me.)

"Raman hato. Let me change. Aap kuch zyada hi poetic ho gaye hai." (I guess you're turning way to poetic. Let me go.) Raman ishita were never be romantic  and lovely dovry before and now his fondness and sweet nothings were creating havoc within her. Ishita pushed him with force and jumped out from bed, ready to run inside washroom handling her saree along when Raman blocked her path. "Raman jaane do na mujhe." (Let me go please.)