He wore a designer black suit with an overall subtle urban toning and feel to it.A neatly folded white kerchief was slipped in his chest pocket.He was smelling irresistible..the musk was making captives of the people around him……
He looked at his watch and started getting irritated…
“Honey I had booked the table for 8 pm…and now it seems we will only reach at 8am…” he tried to mellow down his tone…but perhaps failed in his attempt.
“Just a moment…am almost done,” she said sweetly…
He started tapping the floor…a visible sign of irritation and restlessness…..
Another ten mins passed without a sign of her appearance…..
“You want me to go alone….see I got no dearth of women drooling over me…how much makeup will you wear…trust me you will still look the same…it won’t make any difference “he was losing it now…
She stepped out………
A traditional green silk sari with golden temple border…full sleeved blouse with high neck…a lavish display of gold(unnecessary)and a big red bindi on her forehead…. red colour vermillion beautifully running through the partition of her hair…
She sure looked beautiful…..regal n royal.
“I do not need layers n layers of porcelain to look beautiful…I AM n WILL always be beautiful…n hell even I have no dearth of men drooling over me…if I may tell you….” she walked in like a pride peahen.
She was holding a warm overcoat in her hand…
She walked closer to her man….handed him over the coat and said….
“Here….you better wear it….stop displaying style …it’s cold outside….and hell I was not spending time in doing any makeup….I was fastening the button that hung loose ….and you know it takes time…my eyesight is not perfect anymore…” she wrapped the coat around him…
She continued speaking…
“But since you shouted at me..and accused me….so here goes……” she ripped the button off..that she had freshly tucked in spending half an hour to do so.
“Are you crazy…………..” he chuckled…
All the grandkids standing in the room burst out laughing…..seeing this bittersweet love story of their grandparents….who were going out for a romantic dinner on the Valentine’s Day……….
Next moment they both were hugging each other …….
“Btw where is your shawl…..” he snapped…..and another argument started brewing…as they stepped out for their date………..They loved and fought like any other young couple……
True love never grows old…..it never fades away….it only matures with time……..