A love, so unconditional.

To the best couple possible, I take this chance to introduce people to a love that i have seen grow over these two years. Well, it would be good not to spell out the names here because then it would feel limited to them. While some parts of this a fictitious, some really happened. These two people i am writing about here are one of the best things that could ever happen to me.
So here we go...

She was waiting by the door. Happy she was, like never before. She leaned on to the balcony platform, resting her head against the support rods. She played with her hair, rolling it in her fingers and then tugging it back, behind her ears. One could tell she was anxious, curious and looking forward to something. Her smile had a million secrets and with every passing minute, it got wider. Closing her eyes as she hugged herself, breathing softly, falling into the thoughts that wandered in her mind. She remembered how she fell in love with him, nothing at first and then slowly as he charmed her into a world she had never seen. She remembered how she fought over an ice cream, that he did not want her to eat as it could worsen her cough. On the way back, they did not speak a word until she got down and he murmured a sweet “goodnight”. 12’ o clock, as she heard a knock on the door. No one was around as she peeked in through the key hole. She swiftly opened the door and her eyes stared at something shining on the floor. A card over a box that looked like it was packed in hurry and placed carefully over the doormat, said, “I couldn’t go home like this”. Inside it, was a freshly made Mc Flurry with “sorry” written over the chocolate with whipped cream. Impressed and immensely happy, she munched on it, thinking how sweet he could be at times. She opened her eyes and looked at the gate, only to see he was not yet home. Setting her hair again that had crawled back to the forehead, as the wind slapped a gush of fresh air in her face. She sat on the couch, relaxing her legs, falling back into her thoughts she was clouded with.

He was driving back in a hurry. He had promised her he would be home early but his last minute conversation with his boss took long to conclude. He did manage to get out early but took long to figure out the color of roses he should buy for her, at the flower shop he had just left. He was anything but scared of disappointing her on that day. It was so special for him. He had always loved her so much, so much that he could do anything for her, if she asked. But that’s what the problem was, she never asked anything. Her eyes could keep him hypnotized for life. He could remember all those times when he tried to catch her eyes, even if he seemed stupid to others, back at college, where he had first met her. The first look, he could still remember. She was innocent, calm and scared as she tried to look normal, afraid that he was a senior. He had always known that one day she would fall into his arms, never to get up and to sing him happiness with her smile. He smiled as he remembered how she would apologize for everything even if he was at fault, indicating nothing in the world for her was as important as him. The seat right next to him, where she sat quietly on their first long drive to her friend’s marriage reminded him of her. He could feel her presence right then, as James Blunt sang on the radio, “You’re beautiful”. She would look at him, trying hard to read his mind. His heart pounded as he turned his car into the lane. He could see his house at the far right end with a single light shining over the balcony.

Her concentration broke again. And this time it wasn’t the wind but a revving engine, lighting up the parking space as he drove cautiously into the garage. This was it, she couldn’t hide her happiness. But it escaped through her eyes and she knew, she would get caught smiling no matter what. And who could read her eyes, better than him.

He pulled the parking brake as he started collecting his briefcase and over coat, hiding the flowers beneath them. He pulled his tie up a little bit, setting the collar, and running his fingers through his hair. He had to look at his best, he thought. Snapping the door behind him, he locked it. Getting weak in the knees with each step he approached the balcony and towards the shining light he could feel love sweat through his skin.
“Hey baby, I am sorry..I..my boss..”, he stammered as she walked into the shimmering light. He could not remember the last time that she had looked so breathtakingly beautiful.

“Sssshh”, she whispered as she reached out to him, hugging him softly and planting a kiss on his cold cheek, comforting him that she did not mind him getting late.
“Wish I could stay at home today, we could have made it special”, he said, setting his stuff on the couch.

Their first wedding anniversary it was. Exactly 1 year ago, the same day they had sworn to stay by each other’s side, forever.
“Let’s go out for dinner, I’ll book a table at Over the Moon”, he said looking into his phone.
“Don’t worry, Vinnie”, she stopped him. “Follow me”, she said as she held his hand, leading him through the main door and towards the terrace.

“Close your eyes”, she demanded and covered his eyes, getting on to her toes to match up with his height from behind.

“Push the door”, was what he heard next, in the series of her commands, and he obeyed her words like a devotee. She led him through the door and he could feel the air breathing life in him. She removed her hands and reached out to his ears, whispering over them, “Open them”. He was amazed at what he looked. A table full of eatables, sorted in the best way possible, with plates upside down and glasses filled with red wine, right under the moon. He could not express what he felt, as his heart froze at what his eyes were looking at, and he fell down to his knees before her holding her hand. She sat down, just in front of him, moving closer to him, she kissed his forehead and uttered, “Happy Anniversary, Vinnie”.

He smiled at her. Holding her face in his hands, he asked her to stand up. He pulled out the roses and a box that he had hid in this inner pocket of the coat he had on. Holding her hand, looking into her eyes, he lifted up the flowers to her, saying, “Happy Birthday, sweetheart”. She couldn’t speak for a minute when she realized she had totally forgotten about her birthday until he wished her. She sat down close, hugging him as tightly as she could, moving her fingers through his hair.

Leaning against the wall, gulping down their glasses of wine, they sat tugged close, feeling complete in each other’s arms. Looking at the moon figuring out the shapes that the stars made, and laughing over them, they were in a world they belong to. The moon shined its best that night, showering down love on them as each of them felt the same at heart, “happy to have made it to this”.

Their love was phenomenal, a journey full of life. And you could watch them for life, like two kids content with their gifts, they sat, completing, complimenting and celebrating each other’s presence.

- Azad Hussain.