1 Lovey Dovey

Gentle wind embraces me. Some rain drops oozed from the sky. I am walking into the house of my love. This is not the first time but today is different. Whole family smiled and greetee me. The house is decorated and lit with colours of rainbow.

I am on the way to meet Dishya, tomorrow's bride. As I moved close to her room thinking about all beautiful memeories that we shared together. My first meet is also magical. I shall call it as Break the ice. Yes, I came to know who am I. Very first day of school after 10th vacation. It was a rainy day. New school news people new trees everything is new to me. Sometimes I am dump silent guy. When Disha entered the classroom, her friends screemed Disha, class leader. Most of her friends are from the old class except few new students. Class teacher Priya entered and introduced herself and asks the students to give theirs too.

Excuse me.... I am Aaditya, new student. May I get in. As I am new could not cope up with others because of my mute shyness. Disha, she was the first person to smile at me and helped with everything. Love fell on this act of her. Seeing her every day with a smile. Started setting down in the world of dreams. I started inking her name as DISHYAN in all the pages of books. Going to school everyday was pleasing to the heart.

Memories blured as someone photobombed my lovely flash from the past. A boomber lady asked me : where are you heading to? I said, aunty I came to meet Disha. Surprisingly that boomber aunty was kind enough to me and directed me by pointing right side room. Thanking her I moved forward. I ridiculed myself by saying who needs direction and all I can walk to her room in blindfold. My mischievous mind blocked as a man with thick mustache and short beard stoped me. Shortly main villain of my love :her dad. He knows very well where I am heading to still he questioned me Are you going to see Disha? He often likes to pull my legs. Usually he was irked by me but today he seems to be nice and impish.

I continued my frozen memories with my lovely girl. We shared many lovey-dovey moments. I was lucky enough because of her as she transformed me in many wonderful ways. She is the one who solved friendship equations along with many confused math equations in school. Lovey-dovey time in the school youth festival. We both walked by, she giggled and looked into my eyes. When she grabbed my hands it was tingled. Like today, that day was also so glorious and colourful. Even our souls filled with hues of happiness. After facing many haddles, hiccups and hilarity I reached Disha's room.

The sound of an opening door made her look up in the mirror. She smiled with her lips few happy tears dropped down as I walked in. Her glittery eyes, rosy chubby cheeks with slight dimple and pinkish lips got me on the next level high. Nothing changed until now. Skyrocketing, this magi happens even on today.

For few minutes, silence shared by us. Can a rude silent speak softly? What have your eyes done? I fallen in love with you a little bit. My eyes pray to see your face, I said to her on looking into her kajaled eyes which were already locked onto mine. She smiled at me. That smile zipped my heart. Slowly her smile changed to weeping.

Stop crying. You will ruin your makeup. I love you my dear and always I will, said by holding her tiny face within my hand. We both stood for each other. Our journey had more emotive memories too.

I took her near the mirror and set her make up which was messed up with her tears. And I joked guests may frighten on seeing tomorrow's bride with her rude make up. And you will look horrible without it. She says enough and shut up your idiotic nonsenses and hits on his stomach with her elbow. Ouch! The was bit hard. Aadi I'm sorry ..she said by hugging me. I was just kidding you my dear and planted a kiss on forehead. You are my soul mate who fill an empty space deep in my life. I said. Soon the light gets off and few lights were on in UPS.

They had some time to... Disha said let's turn back the hands of time. How strange are those frozen memories that haunts us. My face will glow and reddening with blushing when out friends call me as DISHYAN. I said whenever you pronounce ou name Dishyan - your eyes pour the moon light on me. I wish to love you more and longer too.

Disha....Disha... Voice and footsteps echoched back into the wings, familiar nervous euphoria pricklee across her skin, goosebumps are raising on her bare forearms and rousing peacock in her saree brooch. Voice from other side and constant knocking continued. It's her Mom.

Disha said you have to leave now in tensed tone.

I said you idiot why are you scared as tomorrow is marriage. All your family were good to me now so dont be scared. I went to her, held her face looking into her eyes which were closed now. When I was about to kiss her, she pushed me off. Please leave this place... Now her voice sounds distrubed and sorrow. I said ok and opened the door to go out. Her mom was surprised to see me in her room.

She took Disha down to meet guest and moved to dais. She went with heavy heart recalling what happened in the room. This was too fast and shortest episode in love journey.

Aaditya.... Aadi.. a voice called me. It's Vasu my friend. How are you man? What are you doing here? All our friends are there come let's go and meet them. All speak about school fun events and punishment which they received for their not doings. Vani said Vasu and Raj were talkactive and who gets scolds from Priya miss. All fun activities were going on where as Aaditya and Disha shared their looks. Disha came after dining. All friends shared their lovely moments. Again now they call her as DISHYAN this time her heart numbs. Gradually friends started leaving to come back tomorrow for marriage. They were unaware of what we are going through. After a while I looked at her and signaled I need to go. I went with vasu where some of them are enjoying bachelor party.

I started walking outside without looking back. Near the garden I saw the flux which had DISHA Weds ARYAN. I lost myself. My heart tore apart as my faith to make her mine. All this moment all reason we made to call off our relationship in the name of our parents which felt just an excuse, when memories and dream we made together played before our eyes.

Before leaving to home, I had to meet her just to say I love her lot for last time, but I was frozen. Her parents saw me and they had breathed a sigh of relief. I excuses them by saying I had an important call. They said carry on before leaving you can see and wish Disha if you want. I said ok and left the place. I saw Disha in garden. She called me and sat on stonebench. She dropped the l-bomb and said so many things.

Everything was messed... I tried my best with holding hands. My heart stirs quite pain. Everything seems lovely, dreamy, kind delight. Melting hearts, sweet giggles, deary nights, waltzing sparkling bright stars, hand-in-glove, and so. All decided by fate.

I stopped her and said you are my angel, inspiration, first best friend and most importantly my first love. As our friends said still you are Dishyan, but bitter truth is Disha and Aryan not Aadityan. And whole heartedly from from bottom of it I wish you Happy Married Life. I acted by feeling forbear happiness but she knows well I was unhappy about it. With tears I said her I love you and wished blissful marriage.

Twosome hearts were broken into pieces, still love does magic with all the little broken pieces. First love remains incomple but we're lost in their our world.