"...we'll meet soon Shri"
She gave me a stern look.
"soonest" I corrected.
I opened my arms and grabbed her tight. We both knew that it was going to be very difficult for us to part our ways even for a not-so-long duration of time, but we somehow gathered enough courage to bid adieu and loosened the grip. It felt as if I was leaving the world behind, and thus the anguish...like never before! I tried my best to control my tears but they eventually found the weakest channel passing through my heart to flow down my eyes.
"Hey, are you a kid or what?" She said with moist eyes. I could easily feel the grief in her voice and tightened the grip again which I had successfully weakened by putting in stupendous efforts.
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Is there anything more formidable than the above title in a relationship? Those who have been in one will unanimously negate the above question. They know it very well that no matter how much time they have spent with their partners the most difficult phase of their relationship will forever remain to be the one in which they were not together. So what basically does togetherness mean in a relationship - sharing the bed with your partner and bringing your bodies in unison? Or getting physical with her (or him) in almost every corner of your home? Definitely, the above questions hold true, and to a broad extent, they do make a significant part of togetherness. But what actually does 'togetherness' means in a relationship? Spending every single minute of the day with your better half and making every modicum of a second special; having breakfast, lunch & dinner together (with all possible cheesy means); waking up in each other's arms and resting in her lap anytime, anywhere you want; watching movies together with you resting head on her shoulder, or she putting legs in your lap, or you head in hers; going out places and mesmerize the scenic beauty together; having a coffee or lunch in a restaurant and spend some quality time together; and last but not the least walking for hours holding each other's hands (or lil finger) and talk life. This all can be summed up in - doing every little routine thing together (no matter how trivial) from waking up in the morning to closing your eyes together. This well justifies the fact that it's not just the bodily desires or pleasure that get compromised, but these tiniest billion-dollar acts of togetherness that are imperative to keep the 'relationship's economy flourishing', and hasslefree afford the 'most lavish product called love'.
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"I remember how tedious it has been for us to sail through this deadly Tsunami called LDR." I said sobbing. Her top had gotten enough wet through my tears, and we both knew that these teary stains aren't going to get cleaned in the love's shower for a long.
She didn't say a word for a minute, and two, and five. I knew she was standing at the threshold of crying. Had she spoken a single word, there would have been a deluge of all her pain and emotions deteriorating the already worst. She has been very consummate in emotional intelligence. Every time I found myself weak, she always came up strong to tackle the situation. But this time, she herself was silent.
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"You know how terribly we have fought in the last couple of months when you were not there with me. At times we were even at the verge of breakup also na Shri!!!" I yelled vociferously and tightened the grip. I knew that she wasn't to be blamed, circumstances were to, but the agony was so real that I was losing control over all my senses. Every time by now anything went wrong between us, without saying a word, I just go hug her tight and her divine body odour (diffused with her all-time special perfume) helped me get over all the grudges and disappear into the heavenly world of fragrance and serendipity. Her arms had always been the solution to any of my life's problems, her pampering the cool breeze in blistering heat, and her kind words the best lullaby every time I couldn't sleep.
"We'll get succumbed into the vicious circle of LDR. The tree which we have grown up in two years from a sapling showering immense love, the utmost care, and relentless dedication will die. This distance of 800 km will strangle the bond which we have given life to in the past two years." I said in a broken tone gasping for breath.
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No doubt Long-Distance Relationship is the toughest time in any 'true' relationship, but those who cross this highest impediment in their journey get to witness the heaven they were looking for years for the rest of their life. If someone asks me what's the riskiest and the most challenging part of a relationship - as a reflex my prompt answer will come out as the LDR. When they talk about the heat or the storms in a relationship - the hottest and the most severe always remains the LDR.
To all the problems in a relationship, there's just one solution - 'communicate'; but when we talk about the numerous problems in an LDR, there also remains just one solution - 'meet' (not communicate). At times when things go out of your hands, and when no sigh of relief exists there always remains one solution - and that is to book your tickets, go, meet, grab your partner in arms and sit/stand still in the same position for hours...! Certain other things like the virtual meeting platforms - the video calls and texts will also work but they'll make up for the 'communication' issue, rather meeting physically.
After innumerable fights and tens of so-called breakups for a couple of months, it was time for us to finally meet, and meet well. The entire airport witnessed the most heartfelt welcome. Her words were lost in the cacophony of the airport, but I being very close to her at least listened "...I missed youuuu Anant."