Avni's first birthday after her marriage. She woke up when her phone chimed. She picked up the phone and saw the chain of text messages from her family and friends, all wishing her around and everyone inquiring about the day's plan? All were excited to know what gift she received from Samarth.
It's a surprise for me, she replied and just added a smile and a wink emoji for an added measure. She tried to get out of the bed without disturbing Samarth, but suddenly he woke up and put his arm around her and said, Happy Birthday Avni!! She blushed and hugged him. After a while, Avni quickly headed towards the washroom, took shower, dressed up, and stepped out of her bedroom for a usual routine, to prepare the lunch box for Samarth.
Avni in her thoughts in the kitchen, how fun single life was! You definitely wouldn't want someone to make all your decisions. I don't know why I agreed to my MA and PA's decision of getting me married?
Marriage... It's a beautiful word, perhaps the most fascinating eight-letter combination that ever existed. Since childhood, we knit the dreams of spending our life with our Prince-Charming, who implies the whole world to you. But the question is- which way is life more promising? Is choosing your future yourself guarantees happiness or allowing others to do it for you makes it better? The same situation was with Avni, she was the only daughter of her parents, after her studies they just wanted her to settle down early, so being a promising child she just did what her parents wanted. But was she really happy, something was missing between her and Samarth. The things were going in place. Her day starts and ends with her dream partner but there was no connection, no spark, he never said what she wanted to hear.
It's my first birthday with him, he just wished me, no gifts, no flowers coming my way. How he could afford to be so casual on my special day. Shouldn't he make most of it? It seems it does not matter to him that how excited I am to spend the time with him in an unusual way. We didn't even go for a honeymoon as he was busy going with his office schedule, it's hardly six months marriage and I have lost all my charm of a newly wedded couple. All those gossips with her married friends had made her construe an image of how things are after arrange marriage.
Samarth was ready in an hour for the office. Avni my Dabba - please!
Avni- Yes, Samarth! just two minutes. Ye lo aapka Dabba.
Samarth- Kya banaya hai aaj?
Avni- Aapki favorite Poori sabzi.
Thank you, Avni! you take good care of me and my choices. Goodbye! and left for the day.
Avni was expecting he may ask her to get ready in the evening, will go somewhere, but nothing she heard from him.
In the evening, She was just waiting for Samarth, It is 6:00, usually he comes by 5:00, why he has not yet arrived, puzzling with herself. She tried to call her but his phone ran out of battery. After a minute, bell on the door, she rushed in anticipation of a surprise gift but she gets pulled back by seeing his empty hands.
Samarth- Avni, need a glass of water please!
Avni- Han abhi layi!
Samarth- How was your day, Avni?
Avni- Nothing great, as usual, the day went on as a normal day. Received blessings and wishes from every corner that made me delightful. She was looking at him - hoping he would be sorry for being late, but he couldn't speak, what her eyes kept talking to him.
So what's your plan for dinner, Avni?
As you say, I have not planned anything, I was just waiting for you to come.
Avni! you know me right? I don't believe in gifts and surprises, whatever is mine is your's isn't it?
The stern look vanished, she just smiled and nodded her head.
Samarth- Acha suno, don't cook anything, we will just visit your favourite place for dinner. He didn't say it but that's how he expresses his love usually.
Okay, I will go and get ready in few minutes. What should I wear Samarth?
Anything Avni, you are comfortable with!
She was clad in pastels- a pistachio coloured patiala suit with a pink duppata. She was looking Fab, as beautiful as a fresh flower.
As they reached there, an acrobat of excitement somersaulted in her heart. A guy nicely dressed came forward and presented Avni a bouquet of red roses- Ma'am! It's for you.
A table for two was already booked by the name of Mr. and Mrs. Samarth Agarwal. Her favourite supper was already placed on the table. Avni's cheeks turned a deep shade of crimson.
She asked Samarth, If this was all pre-planned, how he could be so normal?
Samarth- Avni, I may not be your Prince-Charming, who can present you the gorgeous outfit, or a precious gift or a well planned trip, but I will surely take care that I can make not only your birthday but all your 365 days special one. I am lucky that I will wake up to this pretty face every morning, for the rest of my life. I was all alone, you made a house into a home.
His way of expressing love was a blessing at that time for Avni.
Samarth pulled her to him, and put his arms around her and asked - You're happy Avni?
There is no reason for not to be Samarth- said, Avni!
And finally she heard those three magical words- I love you, Avni!
A tight hug from her followed by a soft kiss sealed her first birthday night.
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On the flip side, people are emotionally different and this cannot be a benchmark to express love. We all are wired differently. Everyone's journey is different whether it's a love marriage or an arrange marriage.
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