Love

It was a full moon day, the moon was shining brightly, and the sky was filled with stars. The road was empty, yet dusty, Raj was sitting on a milestone, tapping his feet, under a street light which was flickering continuously. In the distance he saw Kamini, walking towards him. He stood up and started walking to and fro, he remembered his fist girlfriend Aisha, and he was so sure that she was going to be his wife, and today he does not have a clue if she even exists. Then came Bhavya, "why did I even date her" he questioned himself, the list was going on and on, and every time he remembered his past girlfriends he always wondered why it never worked out with any of them.
"Can you stop walking please" shouted Kamini. He stopped, looked at her, and knew she was the one, and others were not, and that's why it never worked out.
What is she going to tell? Raj was asking himself this over and over again. And the tension inside him was building up. He could keep his cool while he was diffusing a bomb or even during India vs. Pakistan match but not when a girl was about to tell if she is ready to marry him or not.
Kamini had no clue what to say, she did not wanted to lose him, and was more than excited to marry him. But she knew the right thing to do was to tell him a no, but she had no courage to tell it.
The street light was still flickering.
"There are some rules", she was rubbing her palms as she was speaking. There was an unknown smile on her face, just to speak with him made her happy , the thought of losing him was scary, but it was the right thing to do she believed strongly.
"Should I follow them?" he asked, if a women speaks about rules she is definitely going to say yes to the proposal. A common hypothesis every man knows, Raj thought.
The unknown smile vanished and there was a frown on her face, maybe his stupidity will be the best reason to reject him, she thought, still rubbing her palms,
"Rule number one I don't think I'll have the patience to bear your stupidity" the tone of her voice was bad. In the process of telling something, so that he takes back his proposal Kamini words made no sense.
"No problem" he shook his head left and right with a smile. She is definitely going to say yes but when was the question, at this moment or the next; she can accept my proposal and then tell all the rules, as every second passed by he was becoming very impatient. Yes was the only word he wanted to hear.
"Rule number two you have to bear my anger frustration and my slang language too" she cursed herself for not able to tell what she wanted to.
"I promise" And it was time or the moment he was waiting for he felt.
Just tell him you cannot marry him, instead of telling these stupid rules, she thought to herself.
Just tell Y-E-S and that is enough he thought.
"What else" he asked; looking at her, happiness and excitement within him were boundless.
"Nothing else" her voice was weak, her hair fell loose, covered her face partially, and she was looking away from him. He was definitely not like other men, and as each moment passed by it was becoming more and more difficult for her to reject him.
"Look at me" he gently pushed her hair back; her eyes were red, tears were held in her eyes. Never had he seen her with tears, and the happiness and excitement within him just vanished within seconds.
"I am a prostitute Raj, it's not right .......... " her voice was heavy, tears rolled down.
Raj face turned pale. He did sense she was going to reject him but he was not yet ready to give up on her.
"Right.... Wrong......You and I till now we've led our lives somewhere between what is the right thing to do and what is the wrong thing to do....for once I want to do things which makes me happy. And I love you, what can be more right than that" took a step towards her, pulled her close, laid his right arm around her waist, wiped her tears gently. Her palms were still shaking.
The street light finally turned on. Looking right into her brown eyes, with a firm voice he told
"Listen to me properly, and remember this, for me you are a girl first, a beautiful girl with a beautiful heart, and that comes first to me .Prostitute or something else I don't give a dam!"
Again the unknown smile appeared on her face, and her palms stopped to shake. Now definitely she was not ready to reject him.
"Dialogue Wale" she told as she leaned forward, looked him in the eye, closed her eyes and kissed him.
"Part of my stupidity" he told, and she held his face with both her hands, placed her forehead on his
"I am madly in love with you and I am ready to marry you" this time there were no questions no doubts in her mind, it was just love.
And that was the moment he was eagerly waiting for.
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