You And I

Chapter 19

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Meghna had just clambered down the stairs from their esplanade, on finishing her morning yoga. Yoga, have always had a satisfying effect on her. Wrapping up, her yoga pad; watching the sun intensify from the horizon, a serene sigh fled through her lips. Her mushy lips fleshed out in an extraordinary smile, as she hugged the yoga mat close to her; she started to climb down, carrying the mat.

When she reached their room, she saw him sleeping on his stomach, occupying the whole bed with legs strewed wide. She smiled, instinctively. On placing the mat, there at it's place, she sauntered off to the kitchen to brew her coffee. While she was called by the coffee maker, by its ding; she saw Amey walking towards the kitchen, in his boxers and a round-necked teal tee shirt; racking his hair sluggishly.

It was a sight of tidbits!

He walked forward and jumped up, and sat on the counter in a bounce, and garnered watching Meghna intently. She being amused,  averted her gaze to him, and gave him a half smile. He was looking at her , with his blue eyes straying uneven, all over her. Meghna apprehended that he was eying her intently and without any warning, she felt her cheeks getting mantled. As she thronged off the coffee, she moved to him, and booted her hands to his chin, and on grasping it and turning his face aside, she giggled. "Don't look at me like that!!"

Amey let out a chuckle, and raised an eye brow and his sleepy, bed voice fell in. Sexy too, in point of fact.

"Like what?"

She was now back at the stove, to get hold of the coffee mugs. On getting hold of the mugs, she moved to him and crammed it into his hands, and mumbled,"Like we did that yesterday!"

A soft chuckle made off at his lips, and he jumped down from the cabinet, and placed the mug on the cabinet, and turned to Meghna, who was about to take the mug to her lips. He hurriedly, entrapped the mug, and pulled it away from her and started tugging her by encasing his arm around her waist. Meghna, who had now gone frenzied, due to the revoked coffee was startled also at his sudden act.

What the heck was he doing!

"Hey.. Coffee.. Amey..leave..", she squiggled within his arms, however she was now being towed to their living room, by his strong arms. All the while on the way to the bean bag, where she was now shoved; she was shouting for her coffee. Amey subdued her by holding her tighter, and lugging her.

Once and for all, after she was made to fall on the bean bag, he hunkered down in front of her with his eyes flaunting, a heck of sensation and it was slaying her.

Man! Was he for real?!

Meghna was now disenchanted, because of the grabbed coffee. With her face becoming to cloud up, she pouted. "Amey.. My cof.."

"Shush!!", he muted her. She pressed her lips, with one another adorably and pouted more. He, took his hands to her face and held it promisingly, to which Meghna had melted already. "I want a dinner date, tonight!" He whisperingly beseeched. She was still making faces at him, for not letting her drink her coffee. She glowered at him, with an evil eye; she pouted,"No! I won't come out for a date..", she pouted. Amey, gaped at her perplexed with what she just disclosed.

"I won't date you until you give me my coffee." She curled her lips in a heavenly manner and looked daggers at him.

What? Coffee? Seriously?

He wanted to face-palm. Yet, a giggle occupied the space, within she could pout further. He got up on his heels,  moved to the kitchen and wangled both the mugs. He then walked back to her and thrusted it into her hands, sighing.

She beamed exotically, and took in a sip.

"Now. Yes. We shall.", she nodded, still beaming the same way. He smiled , delightedly and swigged in the coffee. Taking in a few sips, Meghna eyed him, as he was swigging down the coffee. Amey narrowed his mien, and rolled his eyes sardonically, and turned to the other side as an attempt of hiding his coffee mug from her. He then mumbled,"Don't look at me like that!" And he continued rolling his eyes.

Meghna guffawed at him, and swashed in the remaining coffee. After the don't look at me like that sessions, She moved to the room, to pick her dresses up, to take a shower. And Within she could storm in, Amey halted her and burst in, astutely.

My goodness. She wanted to pee. And now he had gone in for a shower.

This guy!! Argh!

"Get lost!", she shouted at him, groaning and flicking her clothes at the love seat, in their room. He seriously knows how to ruffle her!

Amey, who was heading into the bathroom, sniggered and shouted,"In your eyes, baby!", as he walked furthermore and slammed the door, casually.

Meghna couldn't help but cackle at what he just screamed. Somehow, on stifling the cackle, she threw her right leg at the door and pounced upon it as she shouted,"I hate you!!"

"Thank you!!", he sang back, from the washroom. On taking his name in vain, She dropped down, herself at the chaise lounge; until he came with a towel wrapped around his midriff, with wet hair. Meghna was sitting, putting her head into her palm; until he was there. Once she looked up at him, standing there half naked exposing those luring abs, she was disheveled further.

On trying hard, not to start blushing like a prototypical girl, she snapped at him," Now, don't stand here like that. Go away." She rolled her eyes dangerously, As he chuckled evilly, she mumbled gathering her clothes. 'Do this one thing well! Provoking me!!'

Amey, chuckled again hearing her whine like that. He liked it to provoke her, have her whine and mumble to herself. After a soothing shower, she slipped into a pair of denim trousers, and a blue and white striped, raglan sleeved, round,close necked pull over shirt.

She quickly dried her hair, brushed it and docked it up in a high bun. As she picked her backpack, she traipsed back to the living room, where Amey was at the couch with his phone stuck to his ears. He was wearing a neatly ironed, cobalt blue, button up shirt, with a dingy, soot pants.

"We're okay now... I don't know.. Did they ask something? Like, something cryptic? See, I haven't seen their faces. It's been ages.. I am worried that they might get a doubt. They know me well..", he was talking on the phone. Meghna stood, listening him. He mouthed, Meghna that it was Anjali, on phone. She nodded at him, seeming to understand something. She really did. She understood that, he was talking about his parents on phone to Anjali.

He had sent them to Anjali, because of her. Everything was because of her. A sharp gripe of pain, hit her like a spiked arrow. Her eyes watered, instantly. Amey, noticed her eyes getting dampened. He stooped down the couch and hasted his pace towards her, and wiped her tears with his right thumb slithering over her soft skin, as he was still talking on phone, holding it in his left hand.

Meghna's head had gone dropping down in guilt. She couldn't take that. He had done everything for her. From giving off all of his earnings, to making his parents stay away.. What was she going to give him back? She didn't know the answer. Like last night, how he was out of an answer, now she was.

"Yeah.. Okay.. Take care. Yeah, Meghna will talk to you in sometime!", he said; as his eyes stayed up on Meghna sparkling at her; infecting her hopeless eyes, with some good faith. She half smiled, and drooped on to him. She needed something, that could promise her of some good happenings. His embrace would do just, for that.

As he put his phone to his pocket, on hanging up with Anjali; his hands jammed her against him, causing her to start whimpering.

"Megnna.. We have to go to the pageant.. " he was trying to soothe her, trying to stop her whimper. Meghna wasn't stopping, her sobs. Amey, felt awful to have her cry often. She was not that. He never thought that this would have such an immense effect on her.

"Meghna.. Baby.. I did that for us to be happy.. Not to cry.. Please-"

"I can understand.. I don't know how to react, Amey. You did everything for me and because of me.. But my heart doesn't give the feeling of calming down... I don't even know how to pretend like I don't care.. I just can't.. I feel guilty, being the reason for you to give up on everything..", she sobbed between her tears. Tears, today were like a dehiscence of something falling from heights!

"Meghna..", he breathed into her hair, causing her a coronary. She felt damn so good to be bound to him, with him trying to appease her. She just want it to be immortal. When She realized that, what she was doing would definitely hurt him. She gulped off the tears, and pulled her back from him; as her hands went busy rubbing the tears from her face.

She sniffed a puff, and smiled at Amey.

"I am sorry.. I just.. I don't know.. Bear with me If I break down.. Like this... ", she faltered looking at him, very directly. He crushed her into an embrace again, and let her melt down.

Meghna was now clear, in not breaking down one more time in front of Amey, and by doing so; not hurting him. She took in long breathes and let out slowly. She came back from his hold, and let her glossy eyes meet his, as her lips stretch a little. "Shall we go?", she asked. He smiled back, and they started to the pageant in sometime.

The pageant was for three days. They still had a day more, except today. After eating their breakfast in a small restaurant , they drove off to the hotel. They decided to stay there until that evening, up to the time the pageant was over for that day.

On appearing out of the hotel, Amey skipped into the car and took his seat, on the right side. Meghna, leapt in; and leaned back. He was going to take her on a date now. As Amey cambered in sidewards to buckle her seat belt, his face in a finespun void between them, which didn't founder to uprear her heart's speed. Though, Amey was unaware of the flinch she did while he swayed to her; Meghna could never forget all those stuff.

What was she having with his closeness!

As they started off, Meghna was talking non-stop, about random things as Amey, operated the car, scrupulously diligent in listening to her articulate talks.

He was taking her to Cream Centre. The route in which they were cruising, bellowed so. Though, Cream Centre was one regular place where they use throw in together, she felt elated to be with him, at her favorite place, all again. Meghna knew that it was Cream Centre, but she didn't know what Amey had done for her, until they reached the place.

As the car reached a standstill in front of Cream Centre; Amey turned to her,"Wait here. I will come back in seconds.", he smiled alluringly. Being drawn by the smile, her head just responded itself. With an evil kind of something, added to that winsome smile, Amey got off the car and entered the building. Meghna, smiled to herself how was she acting to all of his gestures. She was so much in love! She couldn't just stop thinking and realizing, that all over and over and over, as she had to happen upon his acts that would put her under a spell. She waited until, the car door was opened from the other side, by him.

Opening the car door, Amey gave her his hand. Meghna looked at him, deeply for a few seconds as she gave in her hand to him; and got down the car, she walked in with him, hand in hand.

As They, walked in; he was taking her somewhere to the backyard of the building where there was no one, but a beautiful, refreshing garden. As they entered in, Meghna had become all smiles with her lips lurched wide.

"Amey.. Where are we going?", Meghna asked, as he took in somewhere that looked like a babyish woodland; with the breathtaking beauty all around them. Amey wasn't answering her. She never knew that the backyard of this well-known Cream Centre had an arena like this. She was awed. Totally!!

As they walked in further, with more of shrubs and trees surrounding them; she found a few glass jars, with a lightened candle seeded to each of the jars, that looked like fireflies. Her heart fluttered seeing all those. Those jars, with the candles lit inside it; stroke her as something pleasing and cheery. All the while, they walked in; she was smiling like she'd never smiled in long twenty four years.

Oh my.. It was such a dreamy date!

As she looked at those jars, with her eyes widened at them, she turned to him ,"Beautiful, Amey!" A gasp, fell in and caught his attention.

Amey smiled amusedly, and nodded his head in negative as he muttered,"Not as much as you are!" And this made her smile like an insane one again. And newly, she felt her cheeks getting heated up in his words.

Jeez! What was that for?

On walking a few more steps, they reached a table that was put on for two; covered with a white satin cloth, with a few hurricane lamps,embellishing the place, lighting it half; making it feel poetic and idealistic.

"Wow!", she gasped, as her eyes roved over those gaslights that were dangling here and there on a tree under which the table was there. She gaped at all those lights and turned her stance towards Amey, who was already heavily into watching her pleased and thrilled. On reaching the table, Amey moved forward and pulled out a chair for her, like a gentleman.

Meghna's eyes tightened at him, amusedly; as she muttered,"Don't act like a gentleman.. You're a thug!" To which Amey, let out a chuckle; and took his place opposite to her, and beamed at her exotically.

Meghna being amazed, seeing him smile like that; screeched. "What.. Don't smile like that.."

He smiled again, making her smile more. Meghna was all surprised to have him taken her to a place like this. He knew her tastes. And he had acted according to that.

Its been  ten minutes since they arrived in, yet Amey was still looking at her intently, smiling occasionally; and gazing at her sharply. His eyes held something that Meghna had not seen anywhere else. They were so authoritative over her, making her stop doing every other thing, rather getting drowned in it.

Lost in her eyes, Amey laced his fingers with her's, as he stood up and walked to her. She sat frosted at his fevered touch; and those beryl eyes looking at her like she was an ultimate sense for his life. Meghna was looking at his eyes, until he reached her and sat on his knees in front of her.

With his eyes trying to convey her an array of emotions, his lips moved;"Marry me again, Meghna." From somewhere, these words that fell in from Amey's mouth, made her giggle."We're already married, Amey!!", She was all joking, without realizing the fact that he was serious and sincere.

With his hands clutching her's more tightly, and his eyes becoming an emotional assortment; he said sincerely,"I am all serious.. I don't want you to doubt our marriage.. I just don't you to doubt our relationship.. And that's why I am here, in front of you, asking you to marry me again.. Please, marry me again, Meghna!"he disclosed; as his voice was becoming paltry towards the end. Meghna shuddered in pain. Those words that lost balance and dropped in, on that day had hurt him. But it was not intentional. She was not intending to hurt him!!

Meghna could now realize her worth. Truly. Months ago, the same handsome, hot man kneeling  in front of her, walked in towards her; making her shaky, and asked her to marry her. It was a 'will you marry me?'  at that time.. And now it has become a 'please marry me'.

Does it all make a sense?  Why was he doing this? making her go bonkers! Questions were resonating inside her like a frigging carillon.

And she was sitting there with her mouth shot open and her eyes watered, due to this astonishing deed that Amey, had carried out.

"Please, Marry me again Meghna!" , he gasped. It was more like a plea. She couldn't see him pleading her. When all is said and, he was not that. Realizing, what was he doing for her; and why was she sitting there without giving him a response, she tended her hands to cup his face. She moved forward, and their foreheads touched.

Meghna, had now started to trickle tears. Why should she control those happy tears that were ready to flow wild like a loose canon. She then tried to flock up a few words together and made Amey's face bright.

"I will marry you, Amey. ", she gasped, staying against his forehead; with her nose rubbing his. She could now feel, Amey's lips lurching wide. He smiled wide. Like, really wide and he came back from her hold. His eyes going through her eyes, getting to look at her soul, he cupped her face now.

"I know.. I don't have a ring, right now to propose you.. But I am pretty sure that I can.. If you're with me..", he gasped, earnestly. Meghna nodded her head in negative, slowly and let it out. She let out, what she really felt.

"You think a ring will really matter when I have you?.. No... Amey.. The ring doesn't matter..", those words were broken and wasn't continuous. She was in tears, and she couldn't break the air lumps in her throat and speak against them.

"I know.. I broke my promise, once. But, not once again. I will never break do that once again .. ", she wheezed, staying out of order , within his hold. On leaning forward, and letting her front touch his, she gasped. "I will marry you, Amey! I will marry you a thousand more times..", As she ran out of words, she came back from his hold and stamped her lips on his temples. That was what he was waiting for!

Amey, got back on his heels; and and reclaimed to his chair. With that, he knew that she cannot stay hungry anymore. On ordering for their favorite foods, they had a happy dinner and drove back home. Both of them were truly happy. Meghna, was determined not to break down to him, due to her guilt, blowing out of proportion. In any ways, that was the only thing that she could do for him. Not making him feel bad!

The other day of the pageant had also burned up. And now after a week into the end of the pageant,  Meghna was sitting on the counter witnessing Amey cooking dinner for them. As she was sitting there, watching him cook, her phone chimed.

She took the Phone to her hands, she mouthed ,"Appa!", to Amey. He nodded. Few minutes into the phone call, when she had hung up, Amey called her.

"Baby?"

Meghna, lifted her eyes to him and asked,"Hmm?"

"Why do your parents call you 'kannamma'?" asked Amey, letting his eyes twinkle in an intense desire to know. Meghna was now amazed. She had never laid the groundwork to tell an answer, to this question. Especially, when it was asked by Amey. She smiled thoroughly, as she nodded her head slightly, beckoning him to come to her.

He strode to her, like a kid.

She bit her lips, smiling as she answered. "May be.. because I am their kannamma.. ". Amey chuckled, hearing that. Meghna smiled more, and enjoined.

"Amma likes Bharathiyar* poems very much. That must be the reason! Though, only amma likes Bharathiyar* very much, it is appa who calls me Kannamma more than amma does!" She disclosed, chuckling ; shaking her head in amusement. Amey smiled at her, her story and got back to work.

Meghna being excited by this delightful topic brought in, cackled. "You know what.. I love his poems.." And to this, Amey's eyes halted numb at her face due to the way she was getting excited.

She did not let him talk.

I mean.. Who would? Who would let the other person talk, when they have got a chance to talk about something they love, to their love!!

"I have this personal favorite one, Amey. Have you read it?", she asked with her eyes gleaming in excitement. With an incitement set in her voice, she started uttering her favorite lines of the poem.

"Paayum oli nee enakku paarkum vizhi naan unakku;

Thoayum madhu nee enakku thumbi adi naan unakku.."

Meaning:

To me, you're like the leaping light, while to you I am the eyes that perceive that light.

To me you're the dripping nectar, while to you I am the bee that strives to get the nectar.

As Meghna started uttering those lines, Amey's lips protracted wide. Two lines into the poem, she could now hear a mighty, macho voice coupling her in verbalizing those dreamy, poetic lines.

Amey, enjoined!

"Vaayuraikka varugudhillai vaazhi ninran menmai ellaam;

Thooya sudar vaan oliyae soorai amudhae Kannamma!"

Meaning:

I do not have words to describe your eminence,

You're the pure flame, you are the pure light of the skies, you are the sparkling elixir, oh Kannamma!

Her favorite lines were being narrated to her by her favorite Amey. Can anyone's day get any better? She was now petrified at her place perceiving Amey, let out those lines flawlessly. Those lines of adoration and reverence uttered by Amey, had the signs of making her swoon and cross out.

As Amey paused to overlook Meghna, who was already fighting hard against her wooziness. He placed the ladle down and moved to her to get on there. As he sighed introspectively, looking at her he continued..

" Veenai adi nee enakku, maevum viral naan unakku

Poonum vadam nee enakku, pudhu vairam naan unakku

Kaanum idam thoarum ninran kannin oli veesudhadi

Maanudaiya perarasi vaazhvu nilayae Kannamma"

Meaning:

To me you're like the Veena, while to you , I am the fingers that lovingly play it,

To me you're the ornamental chain, While to you, I am the new radiant diamond that adds beauty to the chain.

Every place that I see, it is irradiated with the brilliant light if your eyes,

The empress of all humans, you're the basis of all life, Oh Kannamma!

Meghna had her mouth whacked open, in this deed that Amey was persevering. He was frigging making her feel heavens in their kitchen. His eyes were repleting with the emotions that was making her melt, so easily. She was sitting there like an icebound statue, in the astonishment of her love doing something impossible for her. And now Amey's orbs had buried into her black one's, making it more effortful to shift his gaze anywhere else. On bringing up his hands to hold her by neck, to which her eyes responded in a flash, by dropping her lashes to relish in his embrace. With his eyes pondering her facial features, he continued...

"Vaana mazhai nee enakku vanna mayil naan unakku,

Paanam adi nee enakku paandam adi naan unakku

Gnyaana oli veesudhadi nangai ninran jodhi mugam

Oonamaru nallazahage oorusuvaiye Kannamma"

Meaning:

To me you're the rains from the sky, While to you, I am the colorful peacock that dances in the ecstasy when it rains,

To me you're the beverage, while to you, I am the vessel that holds the beverage,

Oh Woman, enlightenment ensues when I see your magnificent and radiating face,

You're the wondrous beauty with no flaws, you're the taste that lingers forever, oh Kannamma!

Though, he was just uttering those lines written by some other poet, the lines and the interpretation matched them and their feeling for each other. Nevertheless to say, those lines were just falling in, very candidly; as he had lost himself adoring her. No wonder, that they had a same favorite poem. Amey, as he uttered those lines had forgotten how to ascribe words to tell her beauty. Being at a loss words, all he could do was to utter those lines of the poem; that almost made Meghna's breathing to hitch.

"Thaarayadi nee enakku, thanmadhiyam naan unakku,

Veeramadi nee enakku, vetriyadi naan unakku,

Dhaaraniyil vaan ulagil, saarndhirukkum inbamellam

Or uruvamaaai samaindhaai ullamudhame Kannamma!"

Meaning:

To me you're like the flowing stream, while to you, I am like the moon who's whole reflection falls on the stream,

To me, you're valor, while to you, I am the victory that ensues,

You're the unique embodiment of all the happiness of this world and heavens together

Oh Kannamma! You're the ambrosia of my soul.

Amey's last words fell on Meghna's eyes lids, as kisses. When her lashes flapped open, an inexpressible ball of tear rolled down her cheeks. As her eyes popped open, she could see an indescribable emotion floating around on his eyes. With love brimming over his eyes, taking her to a different abode, making her realize how paradise would be, when he finished uttering those cherished lines, he called,"Kannamma!"

And in a flash, she became all attentive hanging on to that word. Did he.. Did he just call her Kannamma?

"Amey..", it was a gasp, from her. He looked at her very earnestly, with all of the sensation making a scene in his eyes, he leaned in and gasped,"Will you be my Kannamma?"

She was beaming ear-to-ear, very baggily; with water drops staying stagnated in her eyes, glistening in contra to his, she whispered. "I already am.."

This reply made Amey, spread a simper on his godly face. He looked happy and pleased. With that, the smile was really hard to take off of both the faces. She was throughly smiling, when Amey addressed her as his kannamma, occasionally. He really meant, what he said.

She was his Kannamma.

After the dinner, when they were about to settle in the bed, Meghna called him.

"Amey?"

"Tell me, Meghna...", he asked, as he was doing something with a few papers in his hands. Meghna, smiled at him satisfied; and asked.

"Did you really ask me to be your Kannamma?", she asked in disbelief, her eyes perking up in joy. Amey chuckled gingerly, and held his hip by both of his hands.

"No, Meghna. I asked the wall.", he answered and turned to the wall and raised a hand,"Hey wall,I am asking you... Will you be my Kannam-" within he could complete, she flung off the pillow at him and cackled,"Very funny!" He guffawed at her.

"But hey... How do you know that I like this poem very much? Or otherwise how do you know this poem this much?" Her eye balls were widened at Amey, who was already grinning at her.

He smirked at her." What have I told you already about me knowing stuff about you?", he raised an eyes brow and winked at her. Meghna, being stunned at his wink; remained shut with no words to promote her speech.

Oh my Amey! Don't do that again. You do that, and my heart goes topsy-turvy! Her brained was yelling in its highest pitch, that could be heard only by her.

"Yeah.. Amey knows everything!" It was an astonished gasp that eluded her lips, which made Amey chuckle.

"Tsk.. Tsk.. Amey knows everything about his Kannamma!", he winked again before entering the washroom. She was bought back to the reality by the slam of the door. With a big, fat smile invading her lips; she was about to slid down at the bed, getting warm under the comforter; she heard the door bell ring.

On groaning under her breathe, she traipsed to the door to check who it was. She switched on the lamp near by the door, and let her eyes gape at the doorstep through the meniscus. There was no one.

On letting out an impatient sigh, she turned off those lamps and started walking back to the room. When she was back at the room, she heard the door bell, buzz again.

She was bewildered now. Was it even for real or just an auditory hallucination? She let out a wheeze, and rolled her eyes anxiously.

The door bell rang again, and she was now at the doorstep, to open the door. She wasn't calling Amey, because she was all audacious enough to the check the door at that hour of the night, herself.

She was all courageous to carry on the deed.

Her hands floated to twist open the door knob, and something that happened next second made her realize that, what she had done was wrong...

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