“Dear Mira Kapur, you are the very first love and the very last love of my life, you are not only the love of my life but the very breath I take, every beat of my heart. I would be highly honoured if you would give me the pleasure to be a part of your life”.
There were whistles, loud cat calls and some girls actually shouted yes to him but for me nothing mattered. He was the centre of my world, the only person I could hear, feel and see while he continued to wait patiently for my answer all the while looking at me with hope, fear and uncertainty.
I quietly bent down towards him and kissed him right there not caring about anything or anyone, it was just him and me. We kissed for a few seconds but it seemed like eternity, the feel of his lips, the taste of coffee and cinnamon and the mingling of our warm breath still sends shivers down my body. It was my very first kiss and the answer to his question. Once he was up he pulled me into his arms and held on to me sooo tight that I could barely breathe, people were shouting and clapping all around us, some passing, embarrassing comments, some going all gooey faced.
But among them all there was an old couple who walked up to us and hugged both of us. While we looked at them shyly the lady put her hand on my head and whispered,
“God bless you both”. Even though l was red in the face, her blessings, the warmth she radiated made me feel happy and satisfied from within. It gave me a confident feeling of having 44
done the right thing. She then sweetly kissed my forehead and said a sweet “thank you” which flabbergasted both us. She proceeded to then tell us that we had just rehashed their past for them and had contrived some very beautiful memories alive. Saying that she left hugging her husband of 50 years.
Their love and care were so evident that I was moved beyond words. When I turned to look at Rahul with tears and love in my eyes I saw the same love shining in his eyes. I decided then to tell my mom about Rahul that very evening, and with her support to dad.