I reached his place, all set in trepidation. Marriage was one thing which was equivalent to failure. And Gauri Sharma hated or better phrase it, feared to fail. With much courage I rang the bell. He opened it with his glinting smile and pulled me into a tight embrace. His strong arms around me made me feel protected and his beloved. As he pulled away he started speaking in a go, 'Gauri I'm sorry, I didn't know that you'll react this way. I'm sorry, we should have talked about it beforehand but please don't get angry on me. Or if you want be angry but please don't leave me.' I said, 'Om relax! Nothing is wrong, you need not be sorry. It's not your fault. And don't even think that I'll ever leave you my Nandi.' I winked as I said Nandi. He even passed a sigh of relief. Nandi was where it all began. I still remember the day we first met, and Nandi marked the beginning of our story.
    'Let's sit and talk.' said Om. 'Sure,' was my answer. I sat on the couch while he sat next to me. 'So...May I know your thoughts on my propsal?' he asked. I took a deep breath and said, 'I can't marry you, Omkara.' I was quite sure he was shocked by my statement. I was expecting him to shout, break things or be aggressive because he was one hot-tempered man, but much to my shock an 'OK.' came from his side. 'Okay, you don't want to marry me. May I know why Ms.Sharma?' he asked. He only used to call me Ms.Sharma before we confessed love for each other and after that I was his Gauri, that means he is super annoyed from me and it was legit even. I placed a hand on his thigh and said, 'You know the reason very well Om.' Removing my hand away he stood up and said, 'Your parents?' and then he looked towards me as I nodded in agreement. He sat on the ground kneeling, held my hands into his and said firmly, 'Gauri, if your parents had an abusive marriage then it certainly doesn't mean our marriage will even fail. You know I'm not like your father. We've been in a relationship for the past 3 years and, have I ever been abusive in any way?...' He looked towards me asking for a justification, and I nodded in a 'No'. He continued, 'So?...' I explained, 'Om, listen it's not about you or Mr.Thakur but it's about marriage. I just can't do that. You can't feel or even understand me at the moment.' He exclaimed as he sprang up, 'I won't feel or understand you? I Gauri? Don't forget even my parents' share a relationship which isn't one. My dad has a bloody mistress and you say I won't understand you! Do you have any idea how tough it was for me to take this decision but I came over this fear. Not every marriage is failed. Even I've seen my mom in pain you think I won't understand your pain dammit?!' His tone was hurtful. Tears welled up in my eyes as I said, 'But you didn't lose your mom Omkara.' Saying this I grabbed my bag and began leaving when he pulled me towards him and said, 'I'm sorry.' I said, 'It's not okay.' He pulled me closer, 'I'm sorry.' I didn't reply this time. He pulled me even closer but I even stood firm looking the other way, behaving it didn't affect me. With a sudden force, I realised his lips over mine as he pulled me into a passionate kiss. We pulled apart due to lack of breath when I heard a whisper, 'I'm sorry.' I smiled, hiding my blush as I uttered, 'It's perfect Om. Just perfect.' He smiled as I hugged him tight.

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