Just For You

The alarm rang sharp at 6.45 am reminding me the start of a new day. I looked into my cell to see if she has texted me. There were none, but I was happy to see her face on my screen. I had clicked this snap on her 23^rd birthday. A charismatic smile and her gorgeous brown cute eyes mesmerize me. “Should I text her wishing good morning? What if she gets disturbed by the vibration of her cell phone? She might have got a good sleep or not; poor baby…. My message would disturb her”. I woke up from my bed and moved to finish my morning activities. We had decided to speak about us in my house today.

I first saw Nydhu 8 years back in our degree college. She was my junior. It was the first day for juniors. Me along with few others were sitting on the wall and commenting on every junior. There was an ambulance rushing through the streets towards our college with emergency lights ringing on it. When everyone on the street were least bothered to give a pass for it, there was one girl who opened her helmet from her head just like heroines do in movies, to pray god looking at the ambulance when she was just about to enter our college campus. I wondered for what was she praying for? nevertheless I liked it; I didn’t know what exactly was that innocence or care or kindness or whatever it might be I liked it very much. By the time I came out of this superb feeling she had left the place. I jumped down from the wall and ran into the college in search of her. My legs stopped instantly when my ears heard a sweet voice coming out of a class. “Hi, my name is Naidhileh pronounced as Nai-dhi-leh. My father says it means water lily in Sanskrit” gosh it was the same girl. What a lovely name it was!!! “I am from biology background” she then left to her seat. “May be love at first sight is what happening to me” I thought. I had never seen such a beautiful girl, probably god made her with few specifications, beautiful brown cute eyes going with the face complexion, natural perfectly lined eye brows, nice oval shaped face with hairs running just below the shoulders; probably she was made for me.

We had selected this day to burst the news out in my house because it was my birthday. So emotionally this might work out at least. I came out of the bathroom and looked into my cell phone. She had rung me once and dropped a couple of messages. “Oh my god” she had woke up before me and been to temple. I giggled for a minute. In the next message she had asked me what was I doing. “ll approach your in-laws” I replied, as though I was so confident that my parents will hug and pour a lot of kisses after I tell them the news. I prayed god to be on my side and then dressed with my birthday attire gifted by my brother.

I stepped out of my room. All of a sudden my house appeared to me like a slow motion picture, all seemed to be talking to me but I could not hear what they were speaking. For a minute, I thought I was in middle of some dream. No, thad!!! My brother banged on my head and hugged me to wish once again. He had presented this new dress to me mid night and had wished at that time. Mom bought me my favorite kheer and stuffed a big spoon into my mouth. It was very tasty as usual and I think she wished me. I could barely hear it as 1000 thoughts were plunging all over my mind. “Is this the right time to speak”, I questioned to myself. Well, I might have an edge over them as after all it was my birthday and at least I could escape from their red eyes for a day. Suddenly, I started to think of “Rahu kala” and “Yamaganda kala” which till date had looked irrational to me. I have been waiting for 8 long years to speak out. From past 6 days I had practiced lots and lots of unique approach. Nydhu woke up before me to disturb god early in the morning; which she and God were not usually used to. I called my dad “Daddy” to seek his and my mom’s blessings. My dad suddenly started to look huge. Yes, very huge. I started to sweat. He looked like one of the mythological hero. My eyes opened wide and face turned insipid. He came and stood next to my mom. The Ganesha, Parvathi and Shiva incident of our history came into my mind. I hoped my mom will play the role of Parvathi not Chamundi. I hoped my father will not bash me white and black and make my face like Lord Ganesha’s face.

She had no problems because her parent was a love marriage. So technically speaking there is a high probability that they will accept our proposal. The problem was only my side. Therefore I had to confront first in my house. I could hear the ring of a clock as some mining bomb blast. I bent over to take their blessings. I kneeled in front of them caught hold their hands and started to speak. They could not hear me but still I sounded loud for myself. “I have something important to tell”. I don’t know what their expression was as I was looking at the ground praying that it will not open up to swallow me. “I know you trust me and my decision. Also you know my character and what kind of guy I am”. I think my words were reaching their ears as the hall was very silent. All eyes and ears were focused towards me. I heard a low tensed voice it was my brother “Will you be giving us some shock about your marriage?”

“Ha ha ha” All laughed. With a low tone I said “yes”. Probably they didn’t hear me. I stood up in front of them and hold my mom’s hands. I closed my eyes. I didn’t want to look into their eyes. “I have found a perfect match for me. She is waiting for you people to say a yes from 8 years. You know that usually I do not talk with girls but this girl made me to talk with her again and again and I could also talk with her very comfortably. The reason was that I didn’t find any difference between her and you. She is generous like you. She is kind like you, she likes to donate like you and above all she loves me very much and she is waiting for me from 8 long years. I didn’t tell you this earlier because I had few things left to do for you. I achieved all the goals which I had set for me for us. We have now moved into our dream house. Your children are now in a respectable position. Brother got married. I felt this was the right time to reveal it. Mummy I will not marry her if you say no but I will not marry any other girl. If you people emotionally blackmail me and get me married with another girl then mom you will be taking away happiness from not only me also this new girl and that old girl. I had promised her that you people will accept my proposal as you need me to be happy. I know that I was not wrong. I cannot look into you now. So I will be walking out and will come back in evening. I will probably switch of my cell too as I would like to hear from you directly. Mom I bet you, you will never find such a good girl and such a good match for me. Mom she prays for god for some person who she does not even know for his fast recovery when an ambulance passes by. She cries when I fall sick. She prays for god for my safe journey, why only that mom; She cries when she sees a wounded dog. Her aims are big which are humble. She is planning to build a care centre for street dogs and adopt a child before we have one. Mom I have given all my love to her so I don’t have anything to give for anyone. Think mom think I will come back in evening. Do not worry if you tell ‘NO’ I will not commit suicide but mentally I will be dead, not because you rejected her but I failed to be a good son and I failed to be a good lover.”

I switched off my cell and walked out of the house. All the day I was thinking of the day’s evening. My mind was filled with anxiousness. “What will be happening in house now? What would they decide?” It was 6 in the evening. The door was closed. I pushed the door. I could hear our TV. Probably dad and mom were watching TV. Bike was not parked outside the house so brother and in law has not yet come. There seemed to be dead silence in the house. Probably the only other sound than TV was my heart beat. I removed my shoes and entered the hall and there my mom and dad were sitting and watching a movie.