Wednesday, 19 November 2014

#Bring Back the Touch


It was a long winter night. Roshni was sitting in front of the fireplace.. in tranquilty.. zillion of thoughts crossing her mind.. of pain.. of joy.. smiles, jokes, laughter, love, happiness, togetherness, sharing each other, making time for each other even on the busiest of days. It was never about who is taking the initiative to spend time.. it was never about who is making more efforts  for the relationship.. it was never about who booked the table for two or got movie tickets, or who is making up first or calling first and ending last.. the only thing that mattered was the outcome of all the actions taken by any of them. The quality time that they both spent with each other was the only thing that mattered. Roshni missed her friends and felt guilty too about the fact that she isn't able to give time to them, but meeting Raghav and spending time with him took all the anxieties away. Just a look after a long day at work took away all the worries.. a simple smile from him was the only thing that mattered.  Roshni and Raghav.. their relationship was beyond perfect, having small imperfections in themselves. It was a love marriage. 
They dated each other for 3 years and then planned to get married. It was beautiful. Their mornings, their nights, their endless talks, their missing each other while away at work! The passionate love that they made with each other, the chemistry that they both shared, the spark that was always there between them, it was something out of the world! But it was then, that made Roshni so lost in her thoughts? What was the dilemma in which she was stuck? The pain in her eyes, the numbness in her voice, the fine lines on her forehead.. what was going on?
Raghav comes home from work. Tired.
Door opens.
Raghav- “Hey.. Hii.. sup?”
Roshni quite
Raghav- “You Ok honey?”
Raghav- “ It was a hectic day in the office today. Had to receive a few delegates and then work with them. Skipped my lunch as well. M really famished. We can order something if you’re not in the mood to get up and I have no energy to cook”
Roshni- “Sounds good”
Raghav- “Cool”
After getting freshen up Raghav tries again to find out what’s wrong with Roshni. There must be something that's eating her head and that’s why she's so quite.
It was their daily routine to come straight to home right after work.. have dinner.. watch tv.. and go to bed. The daily chores of life makes everything so usual specially when someone has completed 3 years of their marriage. It seems so normal to concentrate on work and responsibilities than each other. And there’s no harm in it as long as both are there for each other or just get each other by making a simple eye contact. Yes, they were this close. The busy life of Raghav in a city like Mumbai, was taking him away from Roshni, he being oblivious about the fact. But Roshni was keeping track of everything. Sharing love messages and words was immaterial for them, but that look in the eyes of serenity, of happiness, of being with each other, was the thing that counted. Raghav was losing that sight. It had never happened in their six years of togetherness where he has missed a single emotion of Roshni. It was just not possible. It was not his thing. And that was one thing that kept things alive between the two. A simple hug before leaving for work, or a hand in hand in times of pain without consoling or talking or explaining anything, a simple gesture of naughtiness, solved all the puzzles. . All these are small acts which keep a relationship’s spark bright. Where had it all gone? What was it that Roshni was drowned into. She wasn’t worried.. neither was she taking any stress about all of it. A lot had been going on at her work place lately.. missing deadlines.. rebuking boss.. jealous colleagues.. unable to grab business, were a few examples that took a toll on her. And at home, she barely conversed anything. He didn't ask and she didn't tell. He didn't see, she didn't show. He didn't care, she didn't care. And this kept on happening, until that day when she got some time to herself and thoughts on thoughts kept pouring in into her lil head. She didn't even remember the last time when he touched her.. no physical contact.. at all.! Or even asked if what was going on,assuming everything must be fine. Both of them were too busy to talk such silly stuff.

Raghav once again tries to find out the issue.

Raghav- “Now tell me, what’s wrong? Why sitting at one place for so long?”
Roshni- “Hey”. 
Coming back from her thoughts and realizing Raghav has been around for quite sometime. Her eyes were in pain, in desperation, in need. There was fear rushing in them. There was agony in them. There was everything but happiness. Raghav’s eyes was stuck on Roshni’s, without taking his eyes off her, he started getting all the answers to his questions. His pupil dilated and with every look he was realizing it had been ages, he had sat with her like that, his eyes meeting hers. It suddenly occurred to him, he had missed all of it so much.
He keeps staring her and holds her face, she’s so beautiful. He touches her hands. They’re so soft, so sensual.. he thinks. He’s missed it all.. from the time he doesn't even remembers. A rush of adrenaline goes through their bodies and give them a sense of satisfaction.. of being together.. of the divine feeling that nothing is wrong.. everything is good.. everything is smooth.. like before.
He gives her a nice long hug. Tears roll down her eyes.. of happiness and peace and relief. As if all the pain, all the trouble had vanished in one single moment. That is the power of touch. Touch of a dear one. It relieves an individual to an extent one cannot even think of! Touch can comfort us. Reassure us. Relax us. Even arouse us... Words do lie.. looks can deceive.. But a touch.. it does reveals the truth!

To touch someone you love is to acknowledge their presence and to communicate your desire for them. Touching someone regularly you love and yourself, gets the endorphins flowing, which creates a sense of caring and please, and calm the stresses of the day.
It’s the #BringBackTheTouch initiative written as a part of Indi-Happy hours on Indiblogger in association with Parachute advance Body Lotion, dedicated to all those people who haven’t lately experienced the wonderful magic of touch. Reignite the spark within yourselves for your loved ones and rekindle your passionate relationship.

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