KaYa OS: A Happily Ever After!

 KaYa OS: A Happily Ever After!

A luxurious apartment was located in the beautiful and happening part of New Your City, United States. The apartment had a beautiful view of the George Washington Bridge as the lights of the very much awake city enlightened the French windows of the living room, it was a dream apartment, white in color it contained anything and everything anyone could have ever asked for. A posh living room with a home theatre system and all the modern furniture, a humble and sophisticated kitchen and three extremely large bedrooms each customized with elegance and class. While two rooms were set aside to be guest rooms, the third room belonged to the very much in love couple who were fast asleep right now cuddled into each other’s arms.

Kabir and Ananya had been married for almost a year and half now. Both of them had gained popularity when they began working as a team, cracking all difficult cases and after refusing many offers they had finally received their dream offer to work in Al Jazeera, Kabir had received the position of an editor in chief and Ananya received the position of a senior reporter who reported directly to Kabir. After Ananya’s mother had accepted their relationship they both promised to get married once they achieved their career goal and as soon as they signed a contract with Al Jazeera they tied the knot. Kabir insisted Ananya’s mom to shift with them to US but she had refused laughing that what would she do there and here she wanted to be in the house where Ananya’s dad’s memories remained, they had to agree reluctantly but they took a promise that Ananya’s mother and Armaan would come to US every year to spend the holidays with them and Anita had gladly agreed.

After tying the knot, Kabir and Ananya migrated to USA and began working for Al Jazeera and soon they had received this beautiful luxurious apartment and they were practically living their dream and the many photo frames hung on the walls of the living room with beautiful clicks of Kabir and Ananya laughing, Kabir having picked up Ananya on his back, Anita, Armaan with Kabir and Ananya spending their first anniversary together, the entire family playing in snow celebrating Christmas together, wedding pictures and a lot more photos present were the evidence of all the lovely moments of Kaya’s togetherness and beautiful life.

Right now it was 3.00am in the morning and Kabir and Ananya were fast asleep, suddenly Ananya’s phone rang much to her annoyance, she reached and turned on the light yellowish slightly dim table lamp, then reached the other side table on Kabir’s side leaning on him. She was annoyed for a moment only but she knew who exactly called her at that hour; Ananya smiled and answered the phone in half sleepy state.

“Good morning Ma…”she said in her husky sleepy voice adjusting her pillow and settling to a half sitting position, “Kaisi ho aap? Lunch karlia aapne?”

“Main theek hoon beta… Aur haan bas abhi khaya… tera mann-pasand kadhi chawal banaya tha aaj…” she replied smiling.

“Sach! Yeh toh cheating hai ma… Aap mere bina meri favorite dishes kha rahi ho…” Ananya cutely complained.

“Areh beta… main wahan aaungi ya tum log yahan aana toh sab teri favorite dishes banaungi pakka!” she promised.

Ananya giggled, “Theek hai!” she replied while looking at Kabir who stirred in his sleep, looking as gorgeous as mankind could in his plain crisp white t-shirt, she tried to get up and go to the living room so that she does not disturb his sleep, only to be pulled back by him as he snuggled closer. She ruffled his hair and he smiled eyes still closed.

“Kabir kahan hai?” Ananya heard her mom ask.

“So rahein hai…” she replied smiling as she traced his hairline lightly. She heard her mom gasp, “Dhat teri ki! Main phir bhool gayi… wahan toh…”

“Subah ke teen baje hain…” Ananya completed her mom’s sentence, smiling at her mom’s forgetfulness.  

If anyone would get a call this late at night, they would be shell shocked and so was Ananya but one and half year ago when her mom had called for the first time at around 3:00am, both Ananya and Kabir had jumped out of bed panicking as they answered the call thinking it was an emergency and something had happened to someone in India only to realize that Anita had called casually as it was daytime in India, the 9 hours’ time difference was oblivious to her, however, Kabir had assured her that she could call anytime that she felt like talking to Ananya, even in the middle of the night. Ever since, it had become a routine, once a week Anita would call Ananya at 3:00am and both Kabir and Ananya were gladly accustomed to that routine. Ananya was more than happy to have such an understanding husband who knew she missed her mother a lot, so he had asked her never to hesitate to call her mother or receiving her call as he didn’t mind, Ananya’s peace of mind and contentment was more important than his sleep for him.

“Good morning Ma…” Kabir said in an extremely sleepy voice as he began waking up slowly.

Anita nodded her head, giving herself a facepalm, “I'm sorry beta. Meri wajah se tumhari neend kharaab ho gayi…Aur Ananya agar Kabir so raha that oh beta tu wahan se uth kar chali jati… dekh ab use disturb kardia na humne…”she scolded Ananya, worriedly.

Ananya giggled as Kabir pulled her even closer when her mom said she should have gotten up and left the room, “Ma main toh jaa hi rahi thi par inhone jane hi nahi diya….neend mein bhi mujhe khud se door nahi hone dete…”she told her mother, earning a wide eyed amazed expression from Kabir that she had actually told her mom the truth.

Embarrassed Kabir told her mom, “Nahi ma wo… actually… abhi zyada thand pad rahi hai na isilye…” while Ananya laughed at his lame excuse and Anita blushed at her kids romance! As a punishment for telling her mother the truth Kabir took Ananya’s lips in his for a brief moment kissing her passionately making her moan loudly, “Kya hua beta?” Anita asked concerned, and Kabir gave Ananya a “Take that! Now tell the truth!” look to her in victory while Ananya looked angrily at him slapping his shoulder lightly, “Kuch nahi ma!” she quickly replied, “Machar ne kaat liya…” she showed her tongue to Kabir, while he looked shocked and pretended to be annoyed, making Ananya pull his cheeks.

By now both of them were fully awake and lay comfortably as Ananya continued speaking, “Ronnie kaisa hai ma?” Ananya asked entwining her hand with Kabir’s. “Wo bahot acha hai beta…” she replied gladly. “Aur Richa, aur Rinnie?” she asked as Kabir kissed her palm. Her mother replied, “Richa bhi bilkul theek hai. Rinnie ab doh saal ki hogayi hai aur aur zyada cute ho gayi hai… Ronnie aur Richa ki duniya hai wo… Dono uske bina reh hi nahi sakte…” her mother laughed, “Acha hua tha ki dono ne shaadi karke  humare pados mein apartment le liya tha… unki wajah se mera bhi waqt khushi khushi guzar jata hai…” Ananya listened to her mother with a smile as Kabir came slightly on top of her and buried his face in the crook of her neck, placing small kisses on her collar bone. Closing her eyes with pleasure, Ananya buried her hand in the sea of his hair. Kabir is such a tease, she thought, although she loved every bit of his attention. This man never failed to surprise her, everytime that her mother called instead of trying to sleep he would wake up and romance her or simply sit with her while she talked. He never left any chance to show his affection for her, be it physically or emotionally. Ananya smiled as Kabir’s hand travelled under her white top and he caressed her stomach while nuzzling her neck. He was equally attracted to her as much as he was the first time her met her. He was a hopeless lover, when it came to Ananya he could give up anything just to love her and be loved back by her.

“Rinnie ne baat karna shuru kia?” Ananya asked happily, she was really fond of Ronnie and Richa’s daughter Rinnie.

They had gotten married two years ago and purchased an apartment right next to Ananya’s house. In just a few weeks, Richa had given the good news that she was pregnant. Six months after their marriage, Kabir and Ananya tied the knot and had shifted to US but Kabir had made sure that he let Ananya come and support Richa in her delivery moth and he too had come one week before to morally support Ronnie who kept having nervous breakdowns on how he will be a good father. Eventually, Richa had realized all the goodness in Kabir and had apologized to Kabir and Ananya for being so typical and judgmental about Kabir earlier, she had finally admitted that a man being a divorcee does not mean he is a womanizer or selfish. Richa finally delivered a beautiful baby girl whom they named from the mixture of their name “Ri” from Richa and “nnie” from Ronnie. Apart from the parents one more person was happier and that was Ananya’s mother because now she could babysit Rinnie and that way she would spend her time happily and without constantly missing Ananya.

“Haan haan… bahut smart hai… kamsekam chaar nursery rhymes seekh liye hai usne…” Anita gladly informed her, “Aur jisse pehle tu pooche, Armaan bhi bilkul theek hai, college mein bhi mann lagaane laga hai…”

“Yeh toh bahut achi baat hai… mera chota bhai ab dheere dheere badaa hone laga hai…” Ananya smiled. Kabir continued his sweet assault kissing her eyes, nose, cheeks, lips and neck giving her a hard time trying to concentrate on the conversation, Ananya’s mother continued talking about Afrmaan when finally Ananya gave up and pushed Kabir, she had had enough, she came on top of him and kissed him eagerly with full passion, he was being such a tease and finally she had to have things the way she wanted and that was with full on passion, his sweet torture was too much for her to bear. After a while they both lay panting and Ananya’s attention went back to her conversation. Her mom had finished telling her all about how annoying the other neighboring woman was who never even said hello properly having such a big ego and one day she suddenly turned sweet and began talking to her nicely because that woman needed one cup sugar, her mom’s cute banter made Ananya giggle.

Suddenly Anita’s voice changed from joyfulness to concern, “Beta….” She paused for a while, “… tu khush toh hai na?” she asked hesitantly.

“Ma!” Ananya said now annoyed, this was one question that she hated but her mother would ask her every single time she called, “Main bahot bahot bahot zyada khush hoon… Kabir mujhe khud se zyada pyaar karte hain…”

Kabir looked up now, he knew that she had asked “the” question again, this time he decided he would interrupt, he wanted to assure her mother that he would love her daughter always, no matter what. He silently gestured Ananya to put the phone on speaker, and he heard Anita say, “Pata hai beta. Par ma hoon na… Tum dono saath ho na? Khush ho na saath?” she asked unaware that Kabir too heard her question and this time Kabir replied.

“Ma…” Kabir bearly whispered, Ananya could feel how deeply hurt he was, while Anita’s visible gasp displayed how shocked she was that Kabir had heard her, Kabir continued, “Ma mujhe pata hai… Aapko apni beti ki fikr hai..main aapko galat nahi samjhunga… apko yeh dar hai ki jis aadmi ki pehli shaadi nahi chal payi…uski kya doosri shaadi kaamyaab hogi… aapko dar hai ki kahin mera pyaar Ananya ke liye kam na ho jaye… wo mere saath anjaan desh mein akele hai..mere bharose hai…” he paused for a while, he was trying his best not to sound broken, Ananya cupped his face gesturing that he didn’t have to justify himself but he just kissed her hand and spoke again, “Magar main…mere liye… Ananya meri duniya hai…usi pe meri zindagi shuru hoti hai aur usi pe khatam…” he breathed hard and smiled, “Aur pata hai…aapne ise itne achi parvarish di hai ki yeh mujhpar aankh band karke vishwas karti hai…meri saari khaamiyon ko samajhti hai aur mujhe sahi raah dikhati hai… mein Ananya ke bina nahi reh sakta… uske bina meri zindagi khaali hai…main aapse vaada karta hoon main Ananya se zindagi bhar isi tarah beintehaa pyaar karunga…waada…pakka waada…”he said, his voice breaking as a sob escaped his lips, Ananya quickly wrapped her arms around him and kissed his hair, while he sobbed for a while burying his face in her chest, Ananya too cried with him and on the phone they could hear that Anita was trying to suppress her sniffles.

Ananya told her mom, “Ma aap roiye mat… pata hai.. Kabir khamakhaa meri taarif kar rahe hain… balki sach toh yeh hai ki main chahe jitna bhi inke sar pe chadh jaun, inpe gussa karun, inhe pareshaan karun yeh kabhi mujhse pyaar karna band nahi karte… meri har nadaani pe mujhe pyaar se bitha kar samjhate hain… hare k subah mujhe itne pyaar bhare nazron se dekhte hain jaise pehli baar dekha tha… inki aankhon mein who pyaar kam hi nahi hua…ulta aur zyada badhta jar aha hai…” she gulped hard, drinking her cries, “Mere liye ye apna sab kuch daaw par laga sakte hain..aur pata hai.. inpe itni saari ladkiyan marti hain par who mujhse jalti hai…isliye nahi ki main inki patni hoon par isliye kyuki inki nazar mujhse hat-thi hi nahi…Mujhe duniya mein shaayad hi itna pyaar koi de pata…” Kabir looked at Ananya all touched by her beautiful words.

Ananya continued, “Ek naakamyab rishte ki wajah se aap inke aaj tak ke saare achi baton ko kaise bhool jaati ho ma? Humesha divorce mein aadmi ki galati nahi hoti… Aur aap batao kya guarantee hai ki agar aap meri shaadi kisi single ladke se karti toh who mujhe pyaar karta aur satata nahi? Koi aur hasi khushi se mere saare nakhre sehta? Mujhe khana banana nahi aata par aaj tak kabhi Kabir ne mujhe na iss baat ko lekar daanta aur na taana maara…roz mujhe apni haathon se khana bana kar khilaatein hain…”

‘I'm sorry beta… I'm so…sorry…” Anita cried, “Pata nahi mujhe kya ho jata hai…tu sach keh rahi hai… Kabir se zyada pyaar karne wala tujhe koi nahi milta… main vaada karti hoon ki yeh aakhri baar tha jab maine Kabir par shaq kiya… mujhe maaf kardena beta…”she apologized, finally her sobs subsiding.

“Please ma aap sorry mat boliye…” Kabir told her earnestly, “Aap badi hai.. aap ka haq hai…”

“Nahi beta…” Anita had a kind of new trust in her heart that came across through her voice, “Mujhe ya kisi aur ko koi haq nahi hai tumhare upar ungli uthane ka…yeh humare society ki soch hai jo hume badalni chahiye…tum kitna kuch sehte aaye ho…” she told him lovingly.

Finally, they had ended the insecurity of Ananya’s mother. After a few minutes all that could be heard was laughter as Kabir and Ananya told Anita about their hilarious news reporting events while they were in India, how Kabir had become Bhadresh Kutty for Ananya and Anita was even more pleased to hear how he has been protecting her all along, even by manipulating Manav and going for the baaghi interview with her. Opening up these stories in front of Anita had allowed her to understand the unconditional love Kabir has for Ananya. At around 6:00am when they finally hung up, Kabir stretched and Ananya yawned, both looked at each other and cuddled together.

“I love you!” both ended up saying together and burst out laughing, as they slowly went back to sleep, secure in each other’s arms, feeling the warmth of love in the cold and foggy morning, in their beautiful home full of love, as the sun began peeking out a bit from the clouds hovering over the George Washington bridge, shining its light through the French windows of their living room, blessing the beautiful couple sleeping peacefully, snuggled together.

"Pure is the love, love that is unconditional, love that is selfless, love that lasts forever and pure are the souls that know how to love."