Language of Love

This story is dedicated to only guy i know who is ready to accept the fact that he likes romantic stories. The beauty of this acceptance was his reason. It was for the same reason that I love romantic stories! Coz they don't happen in real life. I always believed this. I know this is too long. Please bear with me. The old woman in me doesn't want to stop


He was a spoilt brat. Elder son of a very wealthy father who never had time for him. And he had no time for his father anyways. He was smart and funny. His friends loved him . Though more often than not he wondered if they like his wealth more or him! But the exhuberence of youth never lets him to think. Afterall he has all his life to think about it.

She was sweet and charming girl. Every one loved her. Apple of mothers eye and pride of her dad. She was obedient all in all a model daughter. In real life they would have never met. They move in different circles. He likes and values sophistication and she is all innocence! But when cupid strikes, there is nothing any one can do but wait and watch.


Cupid did hit these two people. It wasn't any special day nothing magical. Just another Monday. She woke up early to water the plants and then sit to study. She believed in early to rise early to bed maxim. His day had just ended! After a weekend of sinful pleasure he was back pleasantly drunk!


Usually he would directly go to bed. For some reason he came to stand by the balcony. (Cupid at work no doubt). He was standing there with no particular thought looking around. Her balcony faced his.
The moment he saw her, he was lost. Shall we say it to be pleasant coincidence or love at first sight? Yeah i can see some derisive smirks and thass y this is a story and not reality. So the saga of hidden glances start. The guy makes it a point to be there every morning. So he starts sleeping early. He finds out that she is from nearby college so he starts going to college. Slowly, he starts taking interested in studies. He got something to look forward to. Something other than empty home.


Six months passed. Surprisingly, he never tried to speak to her. Their eyes and smiles said everything that needed to be expressed. They were in love and not a word was spoken. Not a day spent togather. Only their daily ritual of early morning....

She would water plants. He would stand in balcony drinking coffee. She would smile. he wud wave hi and so would she. Then they would stare a little till she becomes shy and breaks contact. He would get desperate for eye contact again. She would shyly look up. he would smile with relief which make her more shy and she would go in. If someday he didnt come, she will be distressed and would stay all day as much as possible by the window until he comes. He had checked that many times and found it endearing.


And so had she. Finally, one fine day, he wrote her a letter. Love letter. A guy who mocked others' romantic overtues was being the biggest romantic fool! Paradoxial isnt it? He waited like an expectant father for a reply. Now my more discerning readers wud ask how did he give it to her? If he did personally, did he talk to her too? My reply is.. thats where younger siblings come in picture. His brother acted messenger for him.


She was clueless what to do. She wanted to reply. She liked him a lot possibly loved him. However, she wasnt sure if he is the guy for her. He was handsome n used to so many sophisticated gals. How is he gonna want a homely gal wid middle class back ground? Well she dint know like us that Cupid was the culprit! so she stewed n worried for 10 days. Heart won over the head. She replied back to him.

Its been 10 days.. she never showed up by the balcony. He was becoming more and more listless. She hadn't turned up mornings like they always did. He for the first time in life thought he is gonna lose something. He didnt know how he is going to handle it. After a very long time that night he went out to get drunk and mindless party. He hoped he can forget her. He was trying for the first time in 6 months. Never before. It was too hard.

The next morning she was waiting for him desperately. He didnt come. She was confused. What went wrong?? Did he stopped waiting for her? Did he get a new girl and was bored of her? Mindless possibilities.. but the truth is something else.

He came home late in the afternoon and straight went to sleep. It was late in the evening his brother could give him the letter. Yes, the letter written by her to him.

He was ecstatic. She loves him as much as he does. They are meant to be togather forever. He was esctatic! He dint know how to contain this happiness. He went to balcony and glanced at her balcony. She wasn't there. Obviously! She is in college. He sighed and grinned stupidly! They are meant to be, else how can they both experience such an strong attraction without having a word spoken. If anything that concerned him was her demand that he ask her dad's permission and that she won't be his girl friend. He thought how middle class. But then thats what she was. He jumped in the air. Danced with his mother. Hugged his lil brother. Never was he soo genial. Everyone were happy for him. And yes he told his parents and they readily agreed. After all only his happiness mattered. They were caring parents only very busy.

All night he dreamed. How her voice would be? It would be sweet for sure. Someone so sweet can't have a rough voice. How she will sing for him and he would lie down in her lap.content with the world. How perfectly wonderful. The next da he was eager to see her. He sat in the balcony since 5:00 am. It was 6:00 she came in the morning. She seemed sad but the moment she saw him.. her face lit with joy. It was positively radiating happiness.. bith stared a lot smiled a lot.. had their fill of each others sight... they hadnt met for 12 days now!

That evening, he went to meet her parents. He asked her dad in all humility. Told him everything even that his parents have no issues as long as marriage is after their studies are done. They will meet him over the weekend. Her father listened to everything quietly. And then slowly said no. And said never to come back or try to contact her. He didnt understand why. He kept trying to make her dad change his decision... night and day he tried. Finally after 1 month when he didnt show any signs of letting go.. the father broke down his resolve. He cudnt bear to be rude to a guy who evidently so much in love and he couldnt see the mute misery in his daughters eyes. She didnt express anything but he could see the misery. So.... the father tole him. Told him that she is dumb and deaf. She can't speak anything!

He was shocked. Stunned infact. How can he not know? Why didn't he try to talk to her ever?? He just didnt.. never felt the need. He father asked him if he is willing now? He was too stunned for the words to register and before it did and he could reply her father left. Crying and broken.

That day after he returned home he decided to leave the place. He told no one but his mother and left. And after that day no one ever heard from him.
She stayed behind. Not one day went when she didnt long for him. Her love for him still didnt reduce. She knew he loved her but could accept her as she is. But her love for him wasnt based on words.. it was mute and hence more potent. She knew he will return. She waited for him. Their love was beyond words beyond feelings.. It was the love of the soul. She had sensed the same need in him.. the mute plea of silence. choked up words.

One year passed, he didnt come yet. She started losing hope. Her father had already lost it. He was forcing for her marriage now. He had started seeing new matches for her. Until now nothing ahd worked out. Everyone loved her until they realised she was deaf and dumb and then....