AUTHOR'S POV Manish ,Sandhya ,Arun and Anjali stood infront of small house! It had no floors just ground floor and the top was empty which obviously was terrace , the buildings next to the house was tall and huge with several floors and compared the house in which they stood infront looked tiny! "Get in and have a look!" The short bald guy told who they couple assumed must be the ownerThe house was small compared to the mansion in which Arun lived! It had a living room and kitchen, a bathroom and room !The walls were painted in yellow and white! Through the house was dusty and old! It had a life and light in it! Arun looked at Anjali and she nodded in approval! The house owner was a NRI ! And he rarely came back to India and luckily he came to India for a emergency and manish was one of his friend so they got the house easily Anjali grabbed her bag and fished for her phone and transferred a ₹50000 as advance !"I will mail the contract and it would be helpful if i get the Ren
AUTHOR'S POV Anjali woke up to the delicious smell of coffee and something sweet in the air! She turned in search of Arun but he was no where to be seen! Last night! Was their first night in their new home! Single blanket , two pillows and a mattress on the floor! Pretty messy! It was a hard time for both of them to fall asleep! New place New beginnings New dreams !Arun did not felt the comfort but felt the happiness and sensed new beginnings in the air! Anjali sat on the matress,her hairs all messy and tangled ,eyes still sleepy and it took a minute to understand what and where she is actually!She stood up from the matress as she pulled her hairs into a bun and stood infront of the window !Her eyes glowed looking at two teenagers sneaking out! Sharing a single chocolate sitting happily on the dusty corridors When Arun came into the room with a cup of coffee in his hand!water drops dripping from his hairs, just a towel around his waist ! clearly saying he came out from a
AUTHOR'S POVCHAPTER 22 "yellow colour suits you more anju!" Arun said as he leaned to the clothes rack in the shop with his hands folded across his chest and Anjali nodded her head in dismay"You said the same to every colour dress i wore Arun!" Anjali said and he smiled"You look good in every dress you wear anju!" He smiled and Anjali nodded at him smiling.A few days after their wedding and Anjali understood one thing about him.His words, either compliments or words of pain or happiness everything were straight from his heart.No ifs or buts it was straight to the point, be it making her heart melt or her cheeks heat or her heart skip her beat.His words had the power and she was quick to notice it.Right now, Anjali and Arun were in the mall to purchase a few things for their home and a few clothes."Alright i will take this yellow top and now let's go buy some shirts for you!" Anjali said and Arun stood like a stone not moving inspite of her trying to drag him by his wrist
AUTHOR 'S POV Two weeks had passed in a blur since their visit to the mall Things felt lost ,tougher yet something in Arun and Anjali struggled not to give up.From working hours together and still having sleepless nights -Arun and Anjali were still in the process of adjusting to the things and enjoying the learning processAnd last night was one such sleepless night ! And now Arun was sleeping on the soft mattress completely shirtless,the blankets covering until his waist line and his muscular back giving a show.Waking up to the sound of his wife running around Arun sat on the matress rubbing his eyes."You up?" Anjali asked as she walked in to the room and placed the coffee mug by his side.Arun still looked like he was processing the trauma of waking up and Anjali Chuckled watching him and his messed up hair and rub his eyes and sit in the matress like a 8 year old kid who was awake for school .It was Sunday and basically a free day for Anjali but not for Arun! He knew he was j
Anjali woke up a bit early today! Despite being Monday her mood felt good and right now she sat in the foyer of their house with rice flour in her hand. She was trying to come up with a traditional kolam design but was failing miserably (Kolam is the simpler version of rangoli without the colour power) Though she was failing she was not alone she had her husband sitting next to her with his hands on his cheeks, his eyes full of sleep and their only bed sheet had covered him. “Arghh! I messed it up again this is wrong too” Anjali pouted trying to figure out where she had gone wrong "33 "Arun counted "What 33 "Anjali asked "33 times it has come wrong, "Arun said still sleepy “Don’t demotivate me you racoon” Anjali said stretching her hand in front of his face, purposely applying a good amount of the rice flour used for the Kollam on his face Arun was caught off guard and blinked rapidly as the rice flour settled on his face. He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, a
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
AUTHOR 'S POV Anjali and her family soon reached the venue! Which was filled with guests.People from all over the city were present and that somewhat made Anjali nervous.And that was because Clumsy was her second name,she never fitted into the calm, silent well mannered girls group! She was different, she never really cared about anything,she had a simple dream and was working right on it."Anjali! That woman in the green saree is the bride's mother " Shilpa whispered in her ears making Anjali nodded not knowing why Shilpa was filling her with these information"God! Girl she was your nursery teacher" Shilpa told and Anjali slapped her forehead and looked at the lady once again and smiled sheepishly at Shilpa "Seems like she retired,I visited the school last week" Anjali told Soon! They moved into the hall and Anjali sat down in one of the seat and looked around !Her brother got himself engaged with his other business friends and Shilpa was busy with the ladies who were talkin
AUTHOR'S POVAnjali was still staring at Shilpa!Her brain was trying hard to accept the new information that was said to her."WILL YOU MARRY ARUN ,THE GROOM "Her brother's words echoed loudly in her head "Anjali listen! I know i know i shouldn't have asked you that but...but I really don't know what to do when venkatesh sir and his family were begging to me!he did us everything he could Anjali and we have never repaid it to them " Selva told holding Anjali 's hands ,his eyes was filled with tears He felt sorry for his guardian who was getting humiliated by the guests and felt even more worse when he had to ask his sister marry a stranger "I...I don't even know hi...his name! You want him to get married to him?this is not a joke Selva but my life " Anjali spoke ,her words stammering,her hands feeling all sweaty "Arun! His name his Arun ,Third and the last son of Mr.venkateshHis first two sons are married and have a kid!Their family owns Zyra clothing ,the top most company of ch
Anjali woke up a bit early today! Despite being Monday her mood felt good and right now she sat in the foyer of their house with rice flour in her hand. She was trying to come up with a traditional kolam design but was failing miserably (Kolam is the simpler version of rangoli without the colour power) Though she was failing she was not alone she had her husband sitting next to her with his hands on his cheeks, his eyes full of sleep and their only bed sheet had covered him. “Arghh! I messed it up again this is wrong too” Anjali pouted trying to figure out where she had gone wrong "33 "Arun counted "What 33 "Anjali asked "33 times it has come wrong, "Arun said still sleepy “Don’t demotivate me you racoon” Anjali said stretching her hand in front of his face, purposely applying a good amount of the rice flour used for the Kollam on his face Arun was caught off guard and blinked rapidly as the rice flour settled on his face. He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, a
AUTHOR 'S POV Two weeks had passed in a blur since their visit to the mall Things felt lost ,tougher yet something in Arun and Anjali struggled not to give up.From working hours together and still having sleepless nights -Arun and Anjali were still in the process of adjusting to the things and enjoying the learning processAnd last night was one such sleepless night ! And now Arun was sleeping on the soft mattress completely shirtless,the blankets covering until his waist line and his muscular back giving a show.Waking up to the sound of his wife running around Arun sat on the matress rubbing his eyes."You up?" Anjali asked as she walked in to the room and placed the coffee mug by his side.Arun still looked like he was processing the trauma of waking up and Anjali Chuckled watching him and his messed up hair and rub his eyes and sit in the matress like a 8 year old kid who was awake for school .It was Sunday and basically a free day for Anjali but not for Arun! He knew he was j
AUTHOR'S POVCHAPTER 22 "yellow colour suits you more anju!" Arun said as he leaned to the clothes rack in the shop with his hands folded across his chest and Anjali nodded her head in dismay"You said the same to every colour dress i wore Arun!" Anjali said and he smiled"You look good in every dress you wear anju!" He smiled and Anjali nodded at him smiling.A few days after their wedding and Anjali understood one thing about him.His words, either compliments or words of pain or happiness everything were straight from his heart.No ifs or buts it was straight to the point, be it making her heart melt or her cheeks heat or her heart skip her beat.His words had the power and she was quick to notice it.Right now, Anjali and Arun were in the mall to purchase a few things for their home and a few clothes."Alright i will take this yellow top and now let's go buy some shirts for you!" Anjali said and Arun stood like a stone not moving inspite of her trying to drag him by his wrist
AUTHOR'S POV Anjali woke up to the delicious smell of coffee and something sweet in the air! She turned in search of Arun but he was no where to be seen! Last night! Was their first night in their new home! Single blanket , two pillows and a mattress on the floor! Pretty messy! It was a hard time for both of them to fall asleep! New place New beginnings New dreams !Arun did not felt the comfort but felt the happiness and sensed new beginnings in the air! Anjali sat on the matress,her hairs all messy and tangled ,eyes still sleepy and it took a minute to understand what and where she is actually!She stood up from the matress as she pulled her hairs into a bun and stood infront of the window !Her eyes glowed looking at two teenagers sneaking out! Sharing a single chocolate sitting happily on the dusty corridors When Arun came into the room with a cup of coffee in his hand!water drops dripping from his hairs, just a towel around his waist ! clearly saying he came out from a
AUTHOR'S POV Manish ,Sandhya ,Arun and Anjali stood infront of small house! It had no floors just ground floor and the top was empty which obviously was terrace , the buildings next to the house was tall and huge with several floors and compared the house in which they stood infront looked tiny! "Get in and have a look!" The short bald guy told who they couple assumed must be the ownerThe house was small compared to the mansion in which Arun lived! It had a living room and kitchen, a bathroom and room !The walls were painted in yellow and white! Through the house was dusty and old! It had a life and light in it! Arun looked at Anjali and she nodded in approval! The house owner was a NRI ! And he rarely came back to India and luckily he came to India for a emergency and manish was one of his friend so they got the house easily Anjali grabbed her bag and fished for her phone and transferred a ₹50000 as advance !"I will mail the contract and it would be helpful if i get the Ren
AUTHOR 'S POV The bright sunshine marked the new day's presence and Arun groaned in his sleep and slowly opened his eyes and found himself in Anjali's lap! Anjali was leaning back to the wall and slept in a uncomfortable postion and just by looking at her postion! Arun knew the way her neck would start aching He felt bad ,angry, sad and much more !See this is why he did not want to get married- as a husband he should have protected her ,made her comfortable or atlest should have provided her shelter and here he is messing up everything and yet seeking comfort for sleeping in her lap.He did not know what was next? He felt useless and depressed just like the other times and he wanted this feelings out of his mind ! Anjali who just woke up from her sleep saw Arun in a dilema She adjusted her dupatta and placed her hand on his shoulder She looked messy! Yet lively Her sleepy eyes glowed and the way her hairs were messy but looked perfect for him! "You okay?" Anjali asked knowing
AUTHORS POV Arun stood holding his cheeks in pain and looked at him father with angry and confusion Anjali was shocked! she went and stood next to arun holding his arms tightly."WHAT THE HELL! UNCLE " Anjali yelled as rubbed Arun's back "This is not done uncle! No matter who you are ! You shouldn't hit him" His father sighed and threw the newspaper at Arun! "We all know you hated coming to the company but you just should have told us and quiet instead you really leaked our secrets to our rivals ?? Really Arun are we that dumb to not find out who did it?" arun's father yelled at him! Anjali looked at arun not understanding what is going on! "Because of you! we are in a great loss "arun's father yelled His mother was sitting in the dinning table with her hands on her mouth trying to control her sob "Leave him dad! Atleast he is fit for something! " His 1st brother told making Anjali give one death glare to him"I swear on anything and everything dad! It was not me.I agree i di
AUTHOR 'S POV "Maybe we can try external recruitment this time" Arun's brother suggested and his father nodded Where as Arun sat there with his hands in his cheeks looking at his father explaining something!It's gone be a week or so since he joined his father's company and life had never been this boring to him! He felt like a machine working day and night! And in top of that lilly being all proud and trying to settle him in the company , his brothers worried that they have a extra completion now all this was making it hard for him.He sighed and looked at his brothers trying to impress their father so that one of them could be the heir for his company!He silently pulled out his phone under the table and sent a 'Hey' message to Anjali Anjali who was having her lunch with Rani and Ramesh looked at her phone ping with a message A small smile immediately took over her face ,she dropped her spoon down and reliped him back .Anjali: Not in work ?Arun : In a damn boring meeting!
AUTHOR 'S POV Anjali got ready for her work in a light yellow dress which reached below her knees .Arun was still asleep! She pulled over his blankets and he groaned and buried his head into the pillow making her chuckleAnjali pulled away the curtains and switched off the fan and Arun sat in the bed with a grumpy face ."Good morning!" She wished and he fell back in the bed "Noo...noi! Arun your father had something to talk with you! He is already in the table and now get up quick fast" Anjali told as she used all her strength and made him sit in the bed ."I don't wanna talk to him!" "Oh well! I feel you should maybe he wants to apologise for his behaviour yesterday" Anjali told and Arun chuckled sarcastically as he got down the bed and stood infront of the mirror exclaiming his injury in the shouldersAnjali slowly placed her hands on his shoulders and tried to looked at the cut in his lips!Her tender finger slightly brushed over his lips and Arun looked down not knowing how to