With a smile refusing to leave my lips, I turned to my left and saw him sleeping like a baby. Crawling closer, I cuddled him anticipating a best day of this year.

Locking my arms around his waist, I laid my head against his chest where his heart is beating for me. I never felt tired of hearing his heart rhythm again and again for hours. But that wouldn't alone is enough right, I want to relish his love, feel his love for that I've to wake up now. Unwillingly, I sat up detangling myself from his frame.

"Arnavji wake up na." I cooed pushing away his stubborn hairs which are falling down in competition with me. I tucked it with a frown and happily continue to stroke his skin.

"Arnavji..."

"Hmm..."

"Wake up na... It's already morning." I murmured gently.

"Let me sleep for sometime Khushi." Muttered he.

I pouted sadly seeing the role reversal. It's always, he woke up first among us and I used to sleep until he gets ready for office. But today, I couldn't sleep all thanks to my excitement to welcome this day.

He's snoring heavily. Even though I am disappointed, I haven't had the cruelty to wake him, so I tucked the comforter on him and got down from the bed.

I should use this time to get ready. Taking an accurate likings of his, I chose a simple designer red saree with matching accessories.

Taking a calm prolonged bath, I pouted at the second disappointment of the day. The whole bathroom turned wet with water. How can I wear the saree then? Peeping my head out of the bathroom, I noticed him sleeping like where I had left him.

Putting on blouse and petticoat, I entered the bedroom and closed all the curtains in caution. Tucking the end of saree, I gasped feeling a hand on my waist.

"Khushi..."

I inhaled a sharp breath and leaned on his chest. His arms circled me without hesitation and rested on my tummy.

"Khushi..." He nuzzled my neck and I couldn't help but release a moan.

"Hmm..."

"You said you'll give me a reward if I let you fast."

I opened my eyes in jerk. What is he intend to convey?

"I want that reward today. I promise it's only for today. If I concentrate on work without break today, we can leave for a long trip to Switzerland next week. Only you and me."

I pushed him harshly and throws that saree on his face. How easily he asked something like this today? Doesn't he know what day is today? And how much it is important for us? My eyes misted in no time. But I'll not cry. Why should I? When he doesn't care for me and our relationship.

"What the! Khushi??" He bellowed, who cares.

I hastily opened the wardrobe and took a old pair of salwars. He take strides towards me. Before he caught hold of me, I escaped onto bathroom.

How dare he? I pushed all the content of his on the bathroom self. How insensitive he is?

Gritting my teeth, I harshly almost ripped the blouse taking out my anger on nonliving things. Slipping into salwar, I hurried out. Swiftly he walked towards me.

"What was that?"

Ignoring him, I smoothed my hairs and put the sticker hurriedly on my forehead.

"Khushi..."

Not wasting a minute, I rushed downstairs.

"Khushiji... Congratulations." The moment, I reached kitchen di hugged me.

Swallowing the threatening tears, I smiled at her and hided myself into the chores.

I felt her weird look on me. Today, I don't even feel the necessity to cover up my hurt.

"Khushi..." Here he comes following me. I just wish, I can smash the coffee mug on his head, I mused tightening my hold on the coffee mug.

"Happy anniversary chotte." Di hugged him. I know, purposely she wished him to remind him.

I didn't wish to see him. How dare he? Stupid. Idiot.

"Khushi.." I felt him behind me and di left us alone long ago.

I ignored him and concentrated on pouring the sugar cubes.

"Khushi. I.."

I harshly dropped the cup and he jumped on horror. Serves him right, in fact it's not enough.

"Khushi..." He looked at me with his puppy face adding fuel to my rage.

"Don't Khushi me." I yelled crossing my arms against my chest.

"Baby..."

"Don't baby me." I bellowed through my gritted teeth.

"Jaan..."

"Don't Jaan me." I roared harshly.

"Love..."

"SHUT UP."

"Sweetheart..."

That's it, I can't hold it back any longer. Leaped forward, I took a fistful of his hairs and pulled it harshly.

"Ahh... Khushi it's paining." He winced.

Did he once thought, how much pain I felt today?

I stomped my feet on his. He jumped  on horror.

"Khushi. It's violence." He uttered inbetween his yelp.

"Doesn't you remember that while demanding the stupid reward from me?"

"Sorry sweetheart. I am sorry." He pleaded trying to separate my hands from his hairs.

"Shut up."

"Dammit. I'll turn bald if you keep pulling my hairs. Imagine how horrible it would be if we go out?"

I left him at instant. Yuck... bald arnavji... EWWW... That's terrific.

"Khushi Jaan. I am really sorry. You can give me any punishment but not today. Already I messed it up. Let us create memories after that whenever you wish you can punish. It's my promise." He said genuinely.

What can I do after that? He's also right. We should create memories than fighting today. I bobbed my head acknowledging his idea.

"Thank you." He lunged forward, hugging me as tight as possible. I pressed myself more into him. His fresh morning smell hit my nostrils. I felt myself calming down in record speed. Afterall he's my Oxygen that one couldn't live without.