Bohot dur toh nahi Ghar mera,
Kabhi Tehel te hue aa jao,
hamesha ke liye.
- Anonymous
"Assalamualaikum, kya hum mil sakte hain?", he asked without even listening to her reply.
"Walaikum assalam Murtasim Bhai main Saba bol Rahi hun", Saba spoke.
As he heard saba's voice his expression changed.
"Meerab ko call do", he said.
"She's in library uska phone mere paas reh gaya hai. Aap mujhe bata dein main bol deti hun", Saba insisted.
"Fine, tell her to meet me in the cafe in the evening", he said before cutting the call.
As sun approached on it's place, casting a warm glow. Flowers are dancing with a blow of a calm yet warm breeze of May. Sitting on a café he was continuously peaking through his wrist watch. Tension was evident in his face. He was continuously tapping his feet on the floor.
Nervous excitement coursed through Murtasim as he carefully folded a small piece of paper and tucked it into his pocket. Today was the day he had decided to take a significant step of his life with Meerab. He had chosen a quaint café with an ambiance that mirrored the warmth he felt in his heart.
With a mixture of anticipation and determination, Murtasim sent Meerab a sweet text, inviting her to meet him at their favorite café. The message read, "Kahan ho yaar tum? There's something important I want to share with you."
Meerab, intrigued by the mysterious invitation, arrived at the café with a curious smile. The air buzzed with a blend of fragrant coffee and soft chatter as she spotted Murtasim sitting at their usual corner table.
As she approached, Murtasim stood up, a glint of nervousness in his eyes. He took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the moment, and invited Meerab to sit. The café's cozy ambiance provided the perfect backdrop for the pivotal conversation that was about to unfold.
With sincerity in his voice, Murtasim began expressing the depth of his feelings for Meerab. He spoke of the shared dreams, laughter, and countless moments that had woven the fabric of their connection. As he looked into Meerab's eyes, he revealed the folded piece of paper from his pocket, unfolding it to reveal carefully chosen words.
In a heartfelt declaration, Murtasim asked Meerab to embark on a lifetime journey together, to build a future filled with love, companionship, and shared dreams.
"As you know I love you in this dunia and I'll love after this dunia also. I want to declare it to the World that you're the girl I've loved since I saw you. Be my mehram and my partner in this dunia and in akhirah also"
He gently presented a delicate ring, a symbol of his commitment, and asked the words that had been echoing in his heart: "Will you marry me?"
Time seemed to stand still as Meerab processed the moment. A mixture of emotions played across her face-surprise, joy, and a profound sense of love. With tears of happiness glistening in her eyes, she remained silent for some time.
As Meerab wiped away tears , she gently took Murtasim's hand of hers.
"Mujhe waqt chahiye Khan. Main apni padhai puri karna chahati hun pehle", she said. Her voice is a mix of plea and sorrow.
Murtasim, though momentarily disappointed, understood the importance of Meerab's academic aspirations. He smiled in reassurance, expressing his unwavering support for her dreams and the timing she felt was right.
"Main tumhare liye lambe se lamba intezar karne ko taiyaar hun. Bas ek waada Karo ke tum sirf meri rahogi?", his tone was calm.
"Waada kiya", she said.
"Tumhare liye kuch bhi kar sakta hun par na toh tu Hari jagah kisi ko de sakta hun aur na hi tumhein kisi aur ke saath dekh sakta hun"
Encouraged by Murtasim's understanding, Meerab shared her vision for their future-a future that included both love and personal growth. The cafe, witness to their intimate conversation, became a space where they openly discussed their dreams, timelines, and the beautiful balance they sought to achieve.
"I love you", he uttered looking at her eyes .
She didn't replied to him.
"Tumhein mohabbat nhi hai mujhse?", he asked.
"Maine aise toh nhi bola", she replied.
"Kabhi izhar bhi toh nhi kiya"
She looked at him with a gaze full of love and determination for him.
"Lafzon ki zarurat Kahan hoti hai, Ankhein hi kaafi hai bayan karne ko. Jis din bana kar mehram aata karenge Shukran-e-nafil, uss din kadm'on mein baith kar bataungi mohabbat hai"
Her voice is echoing through his heart and mind. With a warm smile he nodded. These words are better than a I love you.
They decided to embark on this journey together, hand in hand. Murtasim, now more than ever, respected and admired Meerab's determination and commitment to her education. The cafe, which had initially been the stage for a proposal, now witnessed a different kind of commitment-a commitment to supporting each other's individual paths while nurturing their shared dreams.
In the following months and years, Meerab focused on her studies, supported by Murtasim every step of the way. Their love story became a testament to the strength found in understanding and respecting each other's personal journeys.
As Meerab delved into her academic pursuits, Murtasim eagerly awaited the day when they would stand together, not just as a couple, but as individuals who had grown and flourished on their respective paths. The cafe, with its comforting ambiance, remained a witness to the unfolding chapters of their love story-a story that beautifully intertwined patience, commitment, and the shared anticipation of a future that held both academic achievements and a lasting commitment to love.
The cafe continued to play a significant role in Meerab and Murtasim's journey, evolving with them as they navigated the challenges and triumphs of their individual pursuits. Despite the physical distance during Meerab's studies, the cafe became a symbolic meeting place for them-a constant reminder of the promises made and the love that persisted.
Late-night video calls replaced some of their face-to-face moments, bridging the gap between their worlds. Murtasim, always supportive, found ways to be present in Meerab's academic journey, offering encouragement and celebrating her achievements, no matter how small.
There's not a single day that he didn't confess his love towards her.
To be continue....
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रोमांस"Ishq kya hai?",they asked him. " Ishq woh bharosa hai jo kaanch ki tarah hai. Khubsurat, magar kamzor", he replied.
