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
"Are you sure about it Anjali?" Arun asked for the 10th time in an hour and like always Anjali nodded as yes "It's just for a day Arun, I'll manage it off, don't worry, " she said patting his shoulders while Arun packed his bag Arun nodded but he still looked unsure.A week had passed since Anjali had signed Arun up for the cups and cakes show and lucky enough for Arun, he received a call from the team to visit them tomorrow to discuss things further.Anjali had to stay cause she was needed in her company hence Arun was pushed to attend the team meeting alone.Leaving his beloved bakery and his ahem...wife alone.Anjali walked out of the room and went to their kitchen and packed the croissants Arun had baked in the morning to sell in the bakery.Anjali had started having a liking towards the bakery, it brought her so much joy working there, helping him around while she was away from her work or home.It felt nice handling a business, at least on a smaller scale for now.Soon enough
AUTHOR's POVThe next day seemed to rise faster than they even imagined, Anjali was the first one to rise but she did not move from the mattress, she rolled and looked at her husband sleeping peacefully.Since they slept on the terrace, the morning ray’s glow seemed more precious as it hit her husband’s face, making his pretty features highlighted.All of sudden Anjali liked the way it sounded, him as her husband just like yesterday how Arun felt. Though she had no idea Arun liked it too.Arun was someone who entered her life all of a sudden, Turning her life completely upside down. His entry was a surprise to her in all ways but interesting in a way it somehow healed her inner child.Anjali had always been that perfect child who caused no trouble to her late parents or her brother even to her teachers, she was the perfect kid who did everything right while Arun whom she saw was the opposite of everything that she was. She liked seeing him doing things that she wouldn't dare to do, so
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
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 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
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
Chapter 38Author's Pov Anjali and Arun stood nervously as they called out the results of the third round in Chennai.The cuisine for this round was South Indian, which Arun was pretty confident about.It seemed almost impossible for them to believe they had reached this phase. Arun was determined, confident, and very happy.Life suddenly felt good! It was worth living because of how it started treating him but for Anjali life started getting harder with every passing second.She still hadn't gathered the courage to ask him fearing his answer but then her overthinking brain was not ready to rest even for a single minute as it kept reminding her that 'He is preparing to leave her'"Stay tuned, Ladies and gentlemen " the host said and Arun turned towards Anjali who seemed lost in thoughts.Arun didn't talk much to Anjali fearing he would utter things he should not! Not knowing this Anjali's overthinking shot up as it added fire to her burning brain.Her Husband who has planned to move
Author's pov It's been exactly 22 Days since Anjali sat and looked at her Husband in peace because of how busy life had become for them.The mornings were no longer slow; they were rushed, and they had to buzz around like bees to be in time for their respective jobs! Afternoon phone calls were still on, but was it the same as before? That was the question here!And at a time when the world rested, they both lay in their little home in each other arms talking about how days went by.They were back in Bangalore in two days from London! Although Selva was in touch with them something stopped Anjali from being herself like usual with him and she knew why it was solely because of the hurt she saw in her husband's eyes for a fraction of a minute.She still hadn't grasped the hidden meaning behind her brother's words, with Arun working extra on their bakery, practising for the show. Anjali thought it was about his career that Selva spoke and Arun was hurt!On the other hand, something was o
Author's Pov The atmosphere was nothing but chaos! The results for the second round were out, and Kiran and Kavya were on cloud nine! After all, they were first this time, but our Arun and Anjali were not demotivated since they were second. They were still selected for the third round, which was in Chennai itself! If something distracted them from the situation then it was the fact that they were currently in London and Anjali had met her brother who showered her with hugs and everything he could.The last two days! Anjali barely sat alone with her brother and sister-in-law following her everywhere.Been three days since they reached London, and today Anjali had grabbed her husband and her little niece Swetha along with her tasting different cuisines, visiting places and finally sitting outside on her brother's lawn Arun had been there for every madness Anjali had stored in.Though she was always there! Though she made sure he was included in everything they did! Arun somehow misse
Author’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