Sanjiv's POV Combining my hair for the last time, I looked at myself in the mirror to make sure of my appearance. The white formal shirt matched up with sandal color pent goes well on me. Buttoning up shirt sleeves I walked out of the guest room as Koushalya took our bedroom to get ready, and I know women and their time to get ready will never come to an end so I decided to get ready in the guest room. I was right though because Koushalya hasn't opened the room door yet. Leaving a sigh Sanjiv turned to leave from there but stopped at mid-track when I heard the room door clicking sound. Turning back I held my gaze straight on her. There stood my beautiful wife all ready to torch me with her elegance and sexy smile. I like the confidence that she carries in every outfit. She can pull off her looks effortlessly whether it's trendy or traditional. She was busy arranging her saree plates while I ente
Ram's POV " ram, gate up otherwise I'm gonna throw a bucket of water on you. right now" I wake up with an annoying chik chik of my devil sister, who is constantly eating my head and not letting me sleep. " you're such a pain, Varsha '' I groaned while sitting up straight on my bed. making a grumpy face I smudged my eyes to get rid of blurry vision of morning. As I opened my eyes I saw the devil smirking at me. my hand automatically reached out for a pillow which was misplaced on my bed, not breaking the moment I threw the pillow at my sister, who just ran out of my room not before showing her tongue. such a pain in the ass. yawning lazily I stood up from bed and walked towards the bathroom while ruffling my messy hair. I don't know why Varsha is very keen on taking me to her friend's marriage, this doesn't make any sense. It's been a few days since I recovered from a major
Author's POV When Ram heard his sister's voice in that crowd, he turned around and found her standing at the corner of the hall, narrowing his eyes. Ram asked her 'what' with his questioning gesture. Varsha waved both hands at him, showing her all teeth to him she pointed her index finger at koushalya and mouthed " she is Koushalya". At first, Ram couldn't understand what was his sister blabbering in the middle of the crowd, later when he gave attention to her lip syncs he understood only one word. koushalya! As soon as Ram's eyes fell on Koushalya, a wave of nervousness hit his soul. The mixed feelings were dancing on his nerves. He didn't expect the sudden meet from anywhere, he was roaming being perplexed when today morning his sister Varsha forcefully brought him here, now he got the clarity why his sister attempted this kind of forcing thing, the moment he saw Koushalya.
Koushalya’s POV Humming on my favorite song which was playing on the e radio, I took a moment to adore the climate outside of the window. the evening hours of heavy clouds were moving slowly in the sky, the peach color tone of sunset gave chills to the soul. Everything looked calm, the breeze I felt on my face was so soothing to my soul. I felt the inner beauty when my hair was floating due to the air. Blinking my eyes with a smile I looked at Sanjiv who was driving with his full focus on the road. I’m sure something is running in his mind. The way he’s avoiding my gaze conveys everything. Adjusting his color with his left hand, he smoothly handled steering with his other hand, pulling my gaze out of his figure. I blankly sat my gaze in front. I always wonder why we aren’t like other normal couples? I love him, and maybe he too loves m,e or at least he likes me. Yet we couldn’t be like those lovey-dovey cou
Authors POV Koushalya grabbed the bathrobe from the hanger in mili second speed and she wore it before Sanjiv can get his sight inside the bathroom. "You should have knocked on the door " koushalya stammered with words when her shaky hands were trying to knot the bathrobe rope around her waist. Not even for once, she looked up at him as Her eyes were unstably looking down out of nervousness. " and you should have locked the door" biting her bottom lips she looked up following the source of the voice. Sanjiv was standing at the entrance of the bathroom, wrapping his hands with each other to his chest he stood there leaning on the wall. A devilish smirk was playing on the corner of his lips.Scanning her from bottom to top, his eyes finally held on her face. Her few wet hair strands were covering most of her face. Yet he could see her intense does look at him like a scared kitten. He cants ignore those water
Author's pov After almost sucking her soul out Sanjiv decided to end the show with the fourth round where Koushalya almost cried out in pain and pleasure. She couldn't take the amount of senseless release he gave her. For him, every moment of their make-out was cherishable for a lifetime. He would say it the best sex they had ever till now. Her moan, her touches, her smooth skin, and the way she screamed his name multiple times, everything was worthy to recall for Sanjiv. Perhaps after today's sex, he would begin to love her more in bed than her! somehow he too realizes that he loves her physically more than how he loves the actual her. But he never minds that everything is the same for him. Trying to have control of her trembling legs, Koushalya wrapped the sheets around her chest and lay down beside him. Gulping saliva to nourish her dry throat she snuggled close to him. Sanjiv held her close to him by putting his arm around her. Bot
Author’s pov Koushalya wasn’t expecting him, heck she didn’t even have a thought of him at all. Her mind was filled with other sets of things. She had other things to worry about rather than Ram. roaming her eyes here and there she took a deep breath and calmed her overhyped nerves. She mentally prayed for herself, not to get into any trouble because of ram. Cause She is aware of Sanjiv's over-possessive side. But at the same time, she can’t avoid a person like Ram who’s just genuinely being himself. Ram was quite pleased to meet her, his eyes were sparkling from the moment he saw her. He didn’t know that a simple grocery shopping will lead him in front of Koushalya, who left such a strong impact on him in the first meet itself. Flashing a wide smile he waved his hand to her and greeted her. “ hey, how’re you? “ “I’m fine” koushalya faked a smile and ended the conversation with her one-word an
Authors POV tuk, tuk, tuk ,tuk Tapping her foot constantly on the floor, Koushalya impatiently waited for the elevator to reach the ground floor, biting her lower lips. She looked behind and saw Sanjiv walking towards her, keeping a stern face. Turning her head back, she glanced at the elevator's current floor on screen, she saw the arrow lowering slowly, reflecting that the elevator is reaching the ground floor. Her mind was occupied with so many things that she needed a moment of pause to rewind what she was thinking and why she was thinking too much. It's high time that she needs someone by her side, someone with whom she can share all her thoughts and confusions, which keeps her mind always busy that she misses living the present. Either she keeps thinking about what happened in the past or she thinks about what will happen in the future. This cycle of overthinking between past and future sn
Author's POV. Sneaking her head out from the warm blanket Koushalya yawned looking at the wall clock, which was placed straight to their bed. she lazily turned to her right side pulling the blanket more to cover herself. her lips starched for a smile when her eyes fell on the sight that she would love to cherish for her lifetime. Ram was sleeping beside her, half of his face was covered due to his messy hairs which were all over his face. Koushalya dragged herself more close to him while she ran her fingers in his smooth and silky hairs. her eyes traveled on the other part of her body. his blanket was a little displaced due to the starching and moving of him in the bed. she could drool over his muscles for all days, he fascinated her like no one ever did. Sh
Author's POV Ram was nervously walking outside of the operation theater, every passing second felt as if it was an eternity to him. His beating heart was not ready to slow down from the moment the doctor took Koushalya inside the operation theater. It's been half an hour since they started to treat her yet her painful screams weren't stopping. rubbing his temple being in highly strung horses Ram mouthed a few positive words to himself. his throat went dry when he heard another shrieked cry of hers. Her cries make him tenser. his glossy eyes roamed around the hallway area. his parents were sitting on the waiting chair, his father was holding the hand of his mother it seemed as if he was consoling his wife. and her sister was standing outside of the door, peeking inside the operation theater. They were trying hard to keep a stabl
Author's POV " love you " he confessed she smiled in delight hearing those words from him. she felt a sense of archiving something that always meant for her, something that she deserved all this while - to be loved by someone unconditionally. she couldn't put her tones of emotions into words to express in front him how pleased she is at this moment. a person like him deserved to be loved back too, who showed her heaven on earth. it's not about how good he is, it's about how good he has a heart for her, such a pure and Benevolent person, that somebody hardly meets in life now's-a-day. he promised her to give her the family that she always wished for, and now he stood on his words. marrying her, he made her his
Author's POV one will not find the love which is perfect but find a love that reminds us how worthy we were always. This kind of love always makes us realize that we were never asking for too much. This love puts some sense into our head about how blindly we were always ready to break ourselves to bring happiness in the person's life who was never meant to be yours. This love makes you know that some people are only meant to cross paths with you, that is all. they're not meant to stay with you forever. Some people are passer's in our journey that is all about our growth, healing, and happiness. Once they leave, we have to move on with our lives, because that's how we live or we were taught to live. Koushalya has decided to let go of her past wh
Author's POV The evening sun cast long shadows on the ground, The slanting rays of the setting sun gave a warm orange tinge to the sky. Kaushalya shivered when the longitudinal pressure waves traveled to her ears with a soft rustling sound, as the winds passed through the tree branches and leaves, the movements of objects created a vibration in the air. Wrapping her arms with each other, Koushalya rested her back on the hard surface of the bench in park. She quietly enjoyed staring at those kids who were giggling and jumping around the park. A few kids were playing some random games which she was trying to figure out from the past two hours. she smiled knowing one day her kid will also play in this park while she would dreamily admire her child. cherishing her palm on her belly, koushalya looked down at her fully grown stomach. She is now at the
Author's POV Koushalya's eyes flickered a few times before she opened them, still half asleep. She roamed her eyes around the room, she realized it wasn't her room. It took her a few seconds to memorize what happened last night. her cheeks turned into beetroot knowing she was sleeping in his arms. goosebumps arrived on her skin being this close with him. her head was nearly on his crook of the neck while he was holding her from her waist. she could smell his natural body scent which made her blush hard. The duvet was no longer on them due to their sleeping position. her hands were surrounding him. lifting her head she made sure that he's still asleep. Koushalya smiled seeing his calm and peaceful features. His one-week-old unshaved beards were covering almost all his face parts, his thick eyebrows and perfect round shaped eyes were on show for h
Author's POV Koushalya turned to her right side and tried to concentrate on her sleep, but the discomfort of her lower region was not letting her catch some sleep. cherishing her palms over her belly she yawned lazily while opening her eyes. seeing the darkness around her, she took a moment to adjust her gaze. placing her hands on the bed she lifted herself to sit straight on the bed. spreading her legs wide she made herself a little comfortable. Nowadays she feels good while stinging her legs, this string position gives a few moments of rest to her grown belly. She feels more comfortable on the floor than on the couch or chair. Sometimes she can feel the stretching of her belly. till her second trimester, she enjoyed the boost of energy she had got, but now as she began with the third trimester she started to feel a little more tired than
Author's POV " pick the damn call " Ram irritably whispered, rubbing his temple. his unstable eyes were roaming around him for no reason at all. with each passing minute, the tension was building up inside him, making his heartbeats rise. " shit.." he cursed, throwing his phone on the bed, his phone jumped once on the bed due to his force. For the two horses, he was trying to call Koushalya who had been not attending his call, and after ten missed calls from him she switched off her phone giving him a mini heart attack. Ram was tensed not knowing what to do, where to find her. He needed to communicate with her in any way but she wasn't cooperating. &nbs
Author's POV Ram was standing at the edge of a balcony relay with his hands inside his pants pocket. his eyes were staring at the gloomy and rush full city. The starry sky was aglow with bright city lights. The pale crescent shone like a silvery claw in the night sky. He looked up at the blanket of stars that stretched to infinity. a wave of chill wind hit his skin to bring him back to the real world from his imaginary world. running his fingers in his hairs, he breathed In that calm nature. A silly smile followed him thinking of how grateful he is for the people and things he gets in his life. first his parents then his sister and now Koushalya. he felt like God is being too good to him by granting his wishes. today