Anjali and Arun were poles opposite! yet Bounded in a bond! Anjali needed someone who would take care of her and show her what love really is! and for Arun all it needed was just a little push for him
Lihat lebih banyakAuthor’s Pov A month later Arun’s birthday! It was easier to tell people to Forgive but standing in the shoes of a person to forgive someone is always hard. It's the same thing with Arun! He knew it was his brothers who sent a freaking hitman to attack him! … he understands why they wanna attack him god forbid he gets it but how dare they get the mere idea of even attacking his wife? He had everything in hand, yet he couldn't do anything! His mother had begged him not to file a case against his brother, but how could he stop his blood from boiling in anger? Thanks to his wife, who did everything to distract him from it! Right now, he was smiling as he imagined Anjali sitting behind the bike he had just purchased from a second-hand dealer. It was a black pulsar, a vehicle for travelling was a necessity for them and Anjali and Arun chose this bike at first glance. Ever since the show aired on television, people had the craze to visit his bakery at least to click pictures with him
Author's Pov"How do I look?" Anjali asked and like always Arun smiled at her folding his arms across his chest.It was always rare to see her dress up in a saree but when she did it was always magical like the first time to him.He stood up and walked to her in complete awe! She wore a pink cotton silk saree, earrings that matched her saree, and a tiny black Bindi on her forehead—as if this wasn't enough to make him weak! She wore the bangles he had gifted her at the beginning of their wedding. He noticed that she loved wearing them almost every chance she got, and Arun loved watching the bangles adore her wrist. Hence, he saved her name as a bangle in his contract.Back to the beauty in front of him, she kept looking at him for some words but our bro was still busy crushing over his wife. Arun lifted his hand, forming a loose fist with his fingers and moving it in a circle in front of her face, once, twice before sharply flicking his fingers away, like he was physically throwing aw
Author's PoVA week passed in a blur! Preparations for the London second round were in full swing. Selva was the happiest to know that he was finally getting to see his little sister.Right now Anjali stood in their kitchen watching the cake, bake in the oven while her husband who was unaware of the surprise she was baking was half asleep.In another 10 minutes, it's Arun's birthday, and Anjali, being the event organiser herself, has no clue what in the holy heaven she should do for his birthday.Throw a big damn party? But who will she invite? They had like 4 friends in total.Go on a trip somewhere? They are going to in a week to London, So that's not work.So she decided to celebrate it in her way! Something small but heartfelt and memorable. She poured her heart and soul and made a small cake which indeed turned out in the size of a cupcake and with so much excitement she walked towards the terrace with the cupcake and a single balloon in her hand where her husband was waiting fo
Author's PoVThe sounds of keys jingling and the sound of rain hitting the ground were all that they heard in the middle of the night.They had just returned from Goa, and it was raining heavily, so heavily that they were both drenched."Achoouu" Anjali sneezed as she pushed a wet hair strap behind her ears and hugged herself more in cold "Someone said, 'Oh, I love the rain! Let's run for it!' and ran like a Bollywood heroine in the rain" Arun said as he unlocked the door"And you like a senseless same Bollywood hero decided to run behind me?"Anjali questioned "And let you trip and fall in the middle of the road?" Arun asked, finally entering the door and pushing it open.As soon as they entered their home, a warm feeling filled their hearts! Their place was not huge, but it was home for them. It made them feel safe. When the world outside felt suffocating, this small space made them feel peaceful.Before Anjali could drop her shoulder bag, she sneezed again. This time, Arun turned
Author’s Pov Just like always Anjali was found running around looking after the event “Anjali, the drinks are set, but the caterers are late!”Rani told“Okay, I’ll call them again. Ramesh, can you check on the DJ setup?”Anjali said after taking a deep breath “The caterers will be in here in 10 minutes and the DJ setup is all fine” Arun said as he leaned to the pillar lazily “Oh thank god” Anjali left a breath out and Arun now patted her shoulders softly “You’re sure it’s not your wedding, right? Because you’re stressing like it is,” Arun said to which she chuckled “Oh you don't wanna talk about my wedding “ she said giggling to which Arun nodded nothing Thinking back to that fateful day when his entire life changed and how he wanted to kill everyone who was involved in that so-called wedding but then now here he is in front of someone he’ll kill to make her happy.Anjali had for a minute seemed to forget to blink as she saw her husband ditch his usual casual dress and dress up
Author’s Pov Anjali and Arun had never been in such a busy place their entire life, Anjali would even swear that not even weddings were this chaotic to handle but a simple cooking set in Goa was. The show had started, Anjali and Arun were in Goa and finally, The shooting had begun and it was the host introduced the Judges and the other contestants. It was simple! Five teams, 4 rounds, 3 weeks, 2 in a team and 1 winner. That was it As simple had it sounded, Only Anjali and Arun knew how fast their heart were beating. It wasn’t just the money they’d get if they won, for Arun it was the recognition he would get through the show and for Anjali as of now she had an event, a bachelor’s party to be held in Goa the next day so she had accompanied him even if not she would have simply to be with her husband. Now that the set for the shooting for the show was arranged beside the beach, Arun guessed the cuisine for today might be seafood and god did not let him go wrong it was indeed the c
Author’s pov “No but what am I even supposed to do with this extra meter of cloth?” Asked Anjali holding the meter of cloth in her hand “That’s the blouse piece, Anju! But then, since you're using a readymade wala one, this won’t be needed,” Arun said as he continued to sit on his knees and neatly pull out her pleats. It was finally the day when Manish and Sandhya were getting engaged, Luckily for Anjali Ramesh and Rani are taking care of the venue and dealing with the clients, while Anjali got ready in a sky blue saree which she had got for her wedding from her In-laws. Arun had been looking a little nervous about it but watching his wife roam around their home getting ready eagerly made him think it was all worth it. It was their first time attending a function after their wedding couple and the excitement in Anjali’s face was not something that could be hidden. Anjali focused on doing her hair and looking perfect while now Arun sat on their mattress watching her wear her
Authorr 's Pov The walk back to their home was in complete silence. Anjali had no idea what his father told him but she understood it was something to do with her selling her jewellery.“Anjali” He called his voice serious and loud “Huh?” Anjali asked, his change in tone did something to her. She was so used to his soft tone now.“I am sorry,” He said and eventually they both stopped walking and stood. And now when Arun uttered these words Anjali’s temper rose a bit “For what Arun?” she asked in the same tone as his, folding her hands across her chest.Arun bowed his head down, not uttering anything which made Anjali’s temper rise even more“Tell me” She demanded “My dad….your jewellery! Anjali, I’ll promise to do anything to return your things” he said, words struggling to get a grip on his tongue.Anjali left a breath out pushed her sling back to his chest and walked away in anger.Arun Ran behind her yelling her name.“Hey please yaar!”He begged as he followed her “Please wha
Author's povNervous was not the word for the feeling Anjali felt at the moment, as she stood ready wearing a yellow salwar suit, trying to look perfect.After all, she was on her way to meet her In-laws, whom she had not met since a month now.Something in Anjali said that today’s day won't end well but she couldn't do anything other than hope for good cause her husband had made up his mind to bring back her bags.“Arun! Why can't you just go and grab the damn bag and come off” Anjali asked for the third timeNot that she did not want to go but she hated the drama that would unfold there, especially since she had already witnessed the father-son fight and to avoid that she was trying to convince her husband who was by now used to the drama “Aye! It's you who told me to fight your fears right? Come let's fight” Arun told to which Anjali pouted “They are your parents, Man,” she said kicking the floor “And you're In-laws sweetheart “ Arun said immediately after she finished to which
AUTHOR 'S POV A gentle breeze blowed and breathes peace into her soul. Nature was at its best. Trees tool fresh and lovely, the grass looks green and the flowers wear a lovely hue. The air is laden with its rich fragrance. The birds perched on the branches of trees sing merry notes. Sitting under the tree in their garden, Anjali and her brother were busy enjoying their morning coffee talking about random things."Soo! now tell me is this stressing you ? shall we add few more employees to the company?shall I send few of my clients to you? Selva asked taking small sips from his cup of coffee Ahh yes! Say hello to Anjali's brother SELVA KUMAR a businessman, a successful one Anjali have recently started a event organising company! a small one with just two employees working on it and they are none other than her friends and of course partners in the firm ! and so now her brother wants to help her with the company by his influence which she was against and will not let it happen!It...
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