Out of all the furniture in her room, a wide swinging chair with an attached footrest was Chandni's favourite. She read all her books sitting on it. And she led him to that very chair where they snuggled next to each other. Minutes turned into hours as they talked of everything and anything that they wanted to share with each other, fully aware how precious these borrowed moments were, before Aryan went back to Mumbai, once the Sun rises.
The Candle had extinguished a long time ago but they had no idea, immersed in their conversation, till the first rays of Sun filtered through the window.
Aryan hit his head suddenly as he suddenly remembered something.He pulled out some tickets from his jeans pocket with difficulty and handed them to Chandni, who looked at him in confusion.
"Oh God!! I forgot to tell you the mos
Just before the revelation of Aryan as Dev caused a storm in the Malhothra household, Aryan and Chandni happily got married, oblivious to the events in Allahabad. Perhaps the weather reflected what was about to come, as their wedding day was marred with rain and thunder, but it failed to dampen their spirits. Aryan and Chandni, along with their friends, returned happily to their hotel after the simple wedding ceremony. Chandni felt different, yet same. Somehow this important decision that she made didn't look hasty at all but something inevitable, as if they were meant to be together. Aryan seemed to know everything about her, almost second guessing whatever she said and she was pleasantly surprised. Perhaps with his natural observant skills, it was easier for him. She decided to observe him closely too and take care of his needs and likes, so that he didn't
Chandni, who was an early riser, woke up unusually late the next day and found her head resting on top of Aryan's left arm, her face buried in the crook of his neck. He was sleeping so peacefully, his head slightly raised, his thick hair tousled all over his forehead, oblivious to her close presence. As she slowly moved her head away from him, she could leisurely appreciate his gorgeous features, up so close. His musky smell, the steady rise and fall of his chest with his even breath, his warm body so close to her, created havoc in her. Every sense in her body overflowed and reacted rapidly to Aryan's close presence and a shiver that started somewhere near the pit of her stomach, slowly rose and caused a warm glow in her cheeks. Her wild thoughts oscillated between the urge to kiss him hard and to run away from this room. She bit her lower lip hard and tightl
As Chandni woke up the next day, she was as much filled with the memories of their love making all through the night, as this realization that seeped into her psyche, as to how much Aryan loved her. Every touch, every movement he made, he sought her pleasure first, keeping a tight rein on his desires. But as the night went on, he became bolder, seeking her and loving her again and again, roughly and urgently, till their bodies were too exhausted to continue. In the early hours of the morning as she woke up again out of habit, he woke up along with her. They made love again, with all the knowledge of the previous night, but this time so gently and leisurely, that her body felt supple and rich, ready to explode at his merest touch. He prolonged her pleasure as much as he could before succumbing to his own desire. She felt as if their roles had reversed overnight, as she became more bolder, kissing and bitin
When Sanjay and Rashid reached home, Nargis was pacing the floor nervously as she still had no idea about Chandni's whereabouts. Aishwarya had still not returned. Rashid and Sanjay explained everything they knew slowly. "Ya Allah! Deva hasn't done the right thing by keeping his identity secret like this. If only he told Chandni bitiya!! She would have been so happy! Sahib also could have done something about this! But now Aishwarya Memsahib knows and god knows what she is planning to do!" Nargis outlined exactly what everyone was worried about. "And I am sure that is exactly why Deva had kept his identity hidden. Do you think Aishwarya Memsahib would have left him alone if she knew who he was?? Don't we know what happened to that family?" Rashid's voice quivered "Do
Sanjay kept trying to book either flight, train or bus tickets to travel to Goa for the next couple of days, but due to the cyclonic weather all the services were canceled, and he had to wait impatiently for the weather conditions to improve. He was equally frustrated that Chandni hadn't bothered to answer any of his calls, the few that did manage to connect even in that abysmal weather. He also kept an eye on Aishwarya's movement as much as possible, because he knew that she would be like a wounded tigress right now, more lethal and spiteful due to his loss of temper. She was in and out of the house most of the time but didn't say anything further about that incident or about Aryan and Chandni. Finally, after three days' delay, he could get flight tickets to Mumbai and a connecting flight to Goa for the next day. Rashid and Nargis wanted to come too and he was more than happy to take them along. He alrea
Trust is what you say to each other:I stand behind you because I trust you to lead the way.I lead the way, because I know you always have my back.The moment they got out of the taxi, Aishwarya strode past everyone and walked straight to the manager, who was surprisingly present even at that late hour. After speaking to him for few moments she gestured everyone to follow her to an open garden restaurant in the back.Even though the rain had stopped, one could still feel the strong winds as the trees around in the garden swayed violently to and fro.Once they all were seated, Aishwarya turned her gaze on Aryan for the first time and spoke with gritted teeth, her face flushed with hatred and spite for the one who managed to survive all th
"Did you trust me at all in all this time we were together? I was your best friend and I used to hero worship you as a kid. I used to share everything with you, yet you never thought of reaching out to me in all these years. Even now, after meeting me as Aryan, you couldn't trust me to reveal your name. How do I believe in your love if you don't believe me, don't trust me?" She asked him tearfully. The trusting and Open Dev whom you hero worshipped so much, had died when his parents were brutally murdered Chandni!" Aishwarya felt like laughing aloud at the happy turn of events. Chandni's stupid and naïve nature has saved her just like she expected. The drizzle stopped suddenly but they could still hear lightning and thunder far away. "Here we go again!! Stop talking
How the next few days dragged on, no one knew. Chandni was admitted to the local hospital and was weaving in and out of consciousness with a delirious fever. All they could hear was her speaking in her sleep, mumbling Aryan's name, but when she was awake, she would just cry continuously and refused to eat anything. She forbade everyone even to speak about Aryan or take his name, let alone meet him. Aryan's friends were released from custody the next day but Naik refused to release Aryan, in spite of multiple attempts by his friends and Sanjay. Sanjay reminded Aryan's friends to call Nani and explain the delay in their return, but not reveal anything that happened there. He arranged for accommodation for Alkesh and Sahil, and gave them enough money to look after themselves. Finally, on the third day, Chandni was discharged from hospital and Sanjay booked a flight ticket back to Allahabad as he thought that
For the first time the confident smile on Dev's face faltered. "Hmm Yes I think so Mrs. Bharadwaj. But if there is anything he does that you don't like, and you are too shy to tell him directly, maybe I can help you?" He looked hopefully at her. The waiter hovered around them, hoping they would order. "It's your choice!!" Dev handed over the menu to her. Chandni didn't bother to open it. She looked sweetly at the waiter and asked, "What are your signature dishes for entrees and mains here?" The waiter went through a long list of delectable dishes, which as per his recommendation were most sought after. Chandni randomly picked a few and asked them to be served as quickly as p
"Everything is about you is it? What you want to do, what you don't want to do? What If I am not in the mood to talk right now? What if I am finding my husband too..."? She didn't finish her sentence and Dev grabbed her waist and pulled her towards him. "Your command is my wish... my majesty." He smiled in relief. "This is what I want sweetheart!! That you tell me everything openly. I didn't tell you how you look in this dress because I was afraid I will get too carried away even without...forget it!! When I saw this dress in a catalogue, I knew you would look damn good in this, but when the time comes, I was hoping I could do this too...." His ran his fingers lazily in a feathery touch along her open back, making her shudder involuntarily and wrap her arms around him. She nuzzled his neck, kissing him slowly al
It was almost Seven pm and Dev had booked their dinner at Eight. Chandni opened the suitcase that Dev brought along with him, which was supposed to have all her clothes that she packed in Mumbai. But to her horror, it was practically empty except for some new underwear and casual clothes. As she made a thorough search to see if any of her clothes were in other suitcases, She recalled all the events of the afternoon After dumping their luggage at the hotel, they had a leisurely lunch, and strolled around the streets of shopping markets. Dev insisted on going back to the same shop where she bought the shorts she wore to the airport, and buy every combination of shorts and casual tops there, as he said "it made you look like a local and the 18-year-old I married." But Chandni suspected otherwise, the way his hungry
A war-like atmosphere had descended upon the marble island counter in the kitchen, which also served as Dining table in the Bharadwaj household. "I want to come to Goa too.. I have never been there! Mummy! Mummy!! Tell Daddy I want to come too.. I don't want to go and stay with Miku Chacha!! I am not going to eat this breakfast anymore till you agree to take me along." Atharv crossed his arms and looked at his parents furiously, after making sure that he finished all but a few spoons of the huge second serve of his favorite Kheer! "Hey Buddy!! Why are you saying you don't want to come and stay with me? I am hurt... deeply hurt! We are friends, remember!! Goa is seriously boring! All you do is sit in front of the beach and stare at waves! And trust me, there too your Mum and Dad would be telling you don't do this, don't do that.... But you and me, we are going
A few months later. -------------------------- "Atharv... tell your mummy to hurry up otherwise we both are going to the function without her!" Aryan said in irritation, as he looked at his watch for the umpteenth time. "Daddy you can tell her whatever you want in person, because she is right behind you. Haha" Atharv pointed to his father with a jerk of his head, and went back to playing the video game on his phone. "Don't you start anything now!! As it is, I am in such a bad mood for spending so much time wearing this saree." Chandni didn't even let her husband open his mouth. Aryan groaned loudly. "Well, who asked you to wear this? And if you knew
A flushed and pained Vikram slowly made his way out of the washroom towards his bed and sat down exhausted. He should have gone to the living room and joined others at Breakfast but he felt totally drained. Maybe he could rest for a few more moments. He sat upright against the propped up soft pillows on the head board and took some deep breaths. Just then he heard soft footsteps followed by a knock and his face broke into a smile. "Come in!" Chandni and Aryan entered with breakfast tray. "Aaah!! Mr. and Mrs. Bharadwaj! And with breakfast for me! I should thank my lucky stars huh!!" He cheered them jovially. Chandni gave the juice to Vikram with a smile and sat next to him on the bed. Vikram scooted over and tapped on the other side of the bed, inviting Ar
Her heart rejoiced at the thought itself, even though she was still depressed thinking about her Didi and the drastic step she took. Committing suicide is such a stupid cowardly thing. It is not a solution to any problem. In fact, you leave so much trauma and grief for all the people you leave behind, who loved you all your life, and they get sometimes permanently scarred from it. Vikram ji had been through so much trauma after Didi died. If only she knew how much he loved her!! He went out of the way to help everyone from his wife's family and fulfilled the last wish of his wife. She and everyone in the family was sure that if only Didi had reached out to her Daddy, Vikram would have been so happy to meet them all in normal circumstances, and they would have been one big happy family! Now she understood the meaning behind each and every word Vikram ji said to her at the top of that hill cliff after he saved her..... Her thoughts wandered to that fate
"Chandni, after I saw your father at Renu's Anniversary, I went through her things and found this letter addressed to me. And everything that I did afterwards was because of this. Please read it, it is nothing personal. And I have read it so many times that I know the contents of that letter by heart now." Chandni took the letter with trembling hands and began to read. ============================ Hi Vikram, By the time you read this letter, I am probably gone from your life, and this world. I know what I am going to do is a cowardly act, and something I will just add to the list of regrets that I now have in my life. I wish I was as brave as my mother who loved my father wholeheartedly and fought a
"I know Sanjayji, what wonders women can do, to turn our family life into a bliss. But I also knew what kind of people my relatives were, Renu didn't!” Vikram rubbed his eyes and sighed. “ They would pass snide remarks about her to my father and other relatives or bring up the topic of her family just to unsettle her. Her nervousness only made things worse, as it made all of us suspect that she was hiding something from us. She began to have trouble sleeping and I took her to the doctors who ordered her to do some lifestyle changes, exercises and also prescribed some sleeping pills, but requested her to use them as a last resort. She became fidgety and moody as time went on. I asked her plainly one day, was there anything I needed to know? She flatly denied that she was hiding anything from me but was hurt that I am not trusting her word. She accused me that I was trying to spy on her, which made me