Mahi- A shattered soul

15. Some Poetries For Her

Saif's Pov:

Well I told her to get ready till evening but she didn't even ask me where I am taking her.
I want her to question me.
I want her to ask me.
But she didn't....

Now it's almost evening, I came back in room and saw she already changed her clothes.
She is wearing a dark maroon colour suit with light embroidery.
Her hairs are open making her look more pretty.
She didn't had any makeup on her face.
Still! she is looking beautiful.
The kind of innocent she is looking right now!
I really felt sad for yelling at her.

This is the first time I yelled at her.
I bought a phone for her.
She is my wife now, it's my responsibility to fulfill her needs.
"Mahi" I called her.
She hummed in response.
I forwarded phone's box towards her.
She looked at it, then at me.

"What's this?" She asked in a cold tone.
"Your phone" I replied.
She keep looking at me.
I eyed her to hold it but she didn't.

"I already told you there is no need of it. Can't you understand a thing at once" she said in a harsh tone.
"What's the problem in accepting it?" I replied.
"When I told you there is no need of it then why don't (yelled) you listen(sobs)"
Tears welled up in her eyes.
"I know I hurt you. Be angry with me but..."
She cut me and said "Naaraz apno se hua jaata hai Saif (hiccups)"
She turned around and sat on the bed.

These words...
It feels like someone pierce a needle in my heart.
How can she say this!?

Her back is facing me.
I keep standing there silently.
After a short pause she said while sobbing.
"I am sorry for talking in that tone"
Is she serious!?
"I know I shouldn't have yelled at you. I am really sorry. Shout on me but don't behave like I am a stranger to you" I replied.
She got up from her place and came towards me.
She takes phone from my hand and looked at me.
"I am sorry for yelling" she said.
Her eyes are teary.
How can I resist those eyes!
I cup her face with my left hand and wipe her tears.
"No, you shouldn't be. You have right to yell on me" I replied.
"Ah, now stop crying. We are good now ryt!?" I said
She nods.

Time skip
We visit Baba Reshi Shrine. It was built in 1840. It is one of the religious place to visit in Gulmarg.
Baba Reshi was a well known Muslim scholar and saint.
We seek blessings in Dargah.
Then after visiting some other places we came across a township.
Whole area is decorated beautifully with lights.
Some people are sitting around born-fire and are enjoying.

They saw us standing and approach us.
"Aap log Kashmir ke to nahi lagte." A lady said.
(You both don't look Kashmiri)

"Ji nahi, hum log Lucknow se aaye h" I replied.

(No, we came from Lucknow)

"Come join us" a 18 or 20 year boy said.
"Nahi, it's ok" Mahi replied.
"Please aaein na aaj shayari night h aaplogon ko acha lagega" a woman said.

(Please join us. You will enjoy)

Then we agreed and joined them.
There was a born fire in the mid and around it there are small cushions to sit on.
I and Mahi sat together.
I rubbed my palms together as it's very cold here.
The temperature is 10°C.
Thanks to this born fire.
I don't think Mahi is feeling cold as she is wearing a shawl and is sitting comfortably while holding both for knees from her hands close to her chest.

After few minutes they start telling their shayaris one by one.
Now it's that boy's grand father's turn.
They all cheered for him including me.

Muskuraahat dekh kar unki....

Ghaur farmaiye ga,

Muskuraahat dekh kar unki hum hosh gawa baithe,
Hum hosh me aane ko hi thay woh phir muskuraa baithe.