Our nights never ending OS

This reminds me of my granny’s constant scoldings,telling me to study,and then I suddenly chuckle over how unrealistic it was for me to go through these books,and I just still wonder how Riddhima sit with these for hours,with her sweater covering her hands,and how intensely I wish her to just keep noticing her eyes,every movement of the sparkling black in them ,much darker than the night itself is.

And here she is,the sudden stoppage and the way she looked up to find me standing in our room’s balcony,and the smile tilting her lips upwards,is visible for me even from second floor. And this makes me much impatient to hold her,to find her calling my name,and the smile that she will maintain,no matter how hard her day was,and than the instant chuckle ,smiling over everything that made it hard for us to go through all this. And then the eye lock,when our words just don’t agree to be spoken,and start flowing out through eyes,and then the hug,the warmth,the forehead kiss,and the way she would never wish to break the hug ever,and the way she hide her pain,lifting her head up and smiling as much as she can,closing her eyes,and shaking head in a no,telling me everything is fine,but don’t she know that am able to trace the droplets on the corner of her eyes,perhaps she is aware too,and hence end up again in a tight hug,burying her face in my chest,as much as she can,Riddhima.

And I know how much minutes she will take to reach the room,I got a smirk,and hid myself behind the curtains,and when she entered the room ,not finding me there which she was definitely believing,and then the sudden call in her voice,

“Vansh”.

Her voice,the mixed expression of sudden shock,a sort of fear,a sort of pain which she wished to get relieved of finding me there,I did wrong. I should not have hidden.

And before I could get myself out,I found her arms wrapped around me.

And as I turned,she just jumped a bit,as standing on her toes,and wrapped her arms around my neck,and then sliding of her hands across my chest,and then the strong pull,and we ended up ,as if merged.

Slowly lifting her chin up,and the same expression of her,loud smile with eyes closed and sparkling at the corners,I just pressed my head against the wall and stood in a comfo position with a smile ,never exhausting,and allowed myself to live in every glance of her.

Before she could just laugh and start,her never ending talks,hiding all the pain in her childishness,and the eye locks.

Never ending love,never ending night of ours.