"Come hold my hand,you won't feel lonely",saying this he held my hand tightly and started walking downstairs before I could utter a word or two.We walked together and none of us had any urge to take long steps or hurry back.His shirt gave away a strong odour of sweat and cologne mixed up after the long day.He had always been a dutiful person and sometimes it really annoyed me,I questioned myself why is he so perfect?
I had known him for the last two years as a wife and two years as his lover and as each love story,ours too bloomed and like any other girl who dreams of a happily ever after,I too had dreams with him.He had never been a mushy cupcake pampering me with love but had been someone who criticized me outrightly without thinking twice.His honesty won me over initially and I gave my heart away to him.Days passed and as read in novels or seen in movies,I didn't hear the violins playing in my heart or rainbows in the sky during a sunny day seeing him,but I felt at home with him.
At times I questioned my feelings and sometimes his,I wondered why I don't crave for him like I did last time I was in love? Why I don't feel the urge to cajole him with sweet words or why I worry speaking my heart out to him without being judged?
Some warned me to stop being too comfortable with his presence,while others believed I loved him less.
This evening while he came back home late,I knew he might have forgotten our Anniversary again,I made him tea and the fresh roses in the vase smirked at me and I felt how he had in the days of our courtship gifted me red roses in the wee hours of morning waking up the florist because it was Our Day.
From then to now,things changed from our relationship status changing to "married" to our conversations. I realize each day that maybe Love is hyped and we are fooled by red roses,teddy bears,diamond rings and fancy dates.
I tried hard to suppress my anger,but as always he was so normal and behaved like nothing happened.He opened his bag and took out a red box, by this time my eyes flowed with anger and he hugged me saying-"Don't fight with me,you know I never promised you that I will always make you smile but you look cute panda while you sob.Now come down from the terrace because you know you catch cold easily.Now open the box and see".
As I opened the box,I found a letter I had written to him when we were dating and I had always complained of him being an unromantic partner,he smiled at me and said-"Read the letter I have written in answer to your one.I don't express much but you know I loved you always even when you didn't become my family,I felt you are my responsibility."
I had only tears dropping down as I held his hand and came back downstairs.
I realized yet again that it's okay to be duped with the idea of Love because in the end what matters is who we have with us and how they treat us.Afterall Love is Bizzare.