Gauravi's POV The journey commenced with a pickup from the hotel in Bangalore, the beautiful landscape unfolded outside the window, on road leading to Chitradurga.The arrival at Chitradurga Fort was met with awe as the imposing structure stood against the backdrop of rocky hills. The fort, a historical giant with many doors and carvings, welcomed me into its embrace.I traversed the fort's passages, imagining the lives that once thrived within these walls.The absence of a guide allowed my imagination to run wild, constructing narratives that echoed through time.The road to Hampi beckoned, promising a continuation of the historical saga. The overnight stay at the hotel became a tranquil interlude, a moment to unwind and prepare for the days that would unfold like chapters in a captivating novel.The journey had just begun, and I was excited for the next day.As the golden rays of dawn painted the landscape, I embarked on the second day of my journey through Karnataka—a voyage into
Gauravi's POVAmid the delightful chaos of the dining area, my attention was momentarily diverted. A familiar face caught my eye. I looked again.How is that possible?? Was he Shaurya Malhotra?? No!! A wave of disbelief swept over me; how could he be here, in this unexpected setting?I closed my eyes and opened them again hoping that I was imagining him. But he was here.What was he doing here?? He was the son of my dad's friend. I had never liked him and his twin Shlok. Shlok was too boring and Shaurya thinks too highly of himself and was a confirmed Casanova, who changed his girls like shirts.Was he here with some girl? I looked around but he seemed to be alone.There was something odd, though this man looked like him, he looked somewhat different as well. I was still confused if he was Shaurya or not.But why should I be bothered??I looked again, he had not noticed me till now so I thought of avoiding him and started enjoying my food again.But as I continued to enjoy my meal,
Gauravi's POVI decided to avoid him and enjoy the trip. Lakkundi unfolded before us, a historical tapestry woven with the remnants of Mallikarjuna, Virabhadra, and countless other temples. My eyes widened with awe as I stepped into the ancient embrace of Nanneshwara Temple. The intricate carvings narrated tales of a bygone era, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still. Amidst the ruins, I felt a connection to the echoes of history, each stone telling a story.A short drive led us to Gadag, where the Trikuteshwara Temple beckoned. I marveled at the craftsmanship, the three lingas mounted on the same stone symbolizing a divine unity. The shrine dedicated to Saraswathi added a touch of serenity to the vibrant energy of the temple. As I immersed myself in the cultural richness, I sensed a newfound appreciation for the diversity of India's spiritual heritage.As the day unfolded, I found myself drawn not only to the temples but also to the group, I was a part of. Though I didn't want t
Gauravi's POVThe weather was so good that I didn't want to go to the room. I turned to look at Shaurya again. He was still bent over his notes.He was younger than Arun and was just two years older than me, but he looked much older here. He was not his usual one, wasn't even flirting. He was looking super dull, super presided, super boring in his neat cream Linen suit and with black hair carefully parted, there was something wrong... He looked boring, not the super famous Casanova. In fact, even his boring twin, Shlok, didn't ever look like this. I would not be able to sleep till I knew his secret. Though I knew for sure by now that he was Shaurya, because Shlok was a simple man, he could not think of doing all these things and he had never talked to me like that, I was just intrigued to know why he was using a fake name and why was he looking different?I was tempted to go and ask him but he made a face as soon as he saw that I turned to look at him. Irritating man. I hated him, b
Gauravi's POVI saw that there was a place that was like plain ground, there were some armed men there. They opened a box and took out a god statue. It looked very old and antique statue in gold, must be very expensive.My heart started beating very hard.Was it a legitimate archeological site for digging? It didn't look like... Oh, God!! Could they be handling the statuesillegally? Yes, of course!! They were smuggling the old and antique gold statues.Oh shit!!! I needed to click the picture of it to prove my point to the police. I lifted my phone to click pictures one after the other and then I moved to another place to get a better angle to take better pictures. A tree branch was coming in my way to get a perfect shot so I moved it aside and raised my phone again to click more pictures.Just then I saw that a man turned and looked at me.I was so scared that I couldn't move but just then an arm snaked around my waist and I got even more scared and was about to scream due to p
Gauravi's POVI came back to the room on my slightly unsteady legs and threw myself on the bed as I was dead tired and kept staring at the opposite wall.Did all those things really happen an hour ago?? Did he really save me?? Yes!!! I should be grateful to him but the way he was behaving was making it difficult for me to be grateful to him.I took a quick shower, changed into fresh clothes, and packed my bags. I was ready, but could not simply leave after what I saw in the jungle.Why was he telling me, not to do anything? Did he really understand the gravity of the situation or had he simply seen me leaving the hotel, followed me there, and was playing a game at my expense to amuse himself?? He was Shaurya... Anything was possible with him. Anyway, I was not going to leave the matter like this... For god's sake, I am a responsible citizen of my country and it is my duty to stop if I see any illegal activities.Yes, I have to do something. I went out taking precautions so that he
Gauravi 's POV " Your mission?? Operation?? You mean... " I could not digest what he said." Oh... I mean, I had a doubt that something fishy is going on, so thought of looking at it. Why? If you can get curious and go on a mission, can't I do the same?? " He said.." I don't trust you. Arun seems to be a good man. "" Yes, of course, you trust an absolute stranger but not me..... I mean the son of your parents' friends. Anyway, let me break your bubble. I went to that place a day before you and took a moonlight stroll last night and I confirmed what I had suspected. Your trusted new friend, Arun Nair is very much an important part of that gang. They are involved in antiques smuggling and human trafficking. "" No!! A.Arun? " I was shocked as hell." Yes, he is the boss of the men you saw there. " He said and my jaw dropped." I don't believe it... "" Of course!! You are falling for his fake charm. " He said shaking his head." I am not falling for him. Not at all interested, I hope
Gauravi's POVWe reached the airstrip, which was merely a clear ground, created there for those tourists who wanted to sample the feel of the jungle but didn't have much time to spend. And they could enjoy the trip in a day or two.Three old single engined planes were standing there.Oh, God!! They were so small. I was scared to death thinking that he was planning to try to fly one of them. He was looking at them thinking something." Now what??" I asked when I could not remain quiet as I was tensed." What?? I am thinking about which one will be best for us. " He replied."You will steal one of them?? No way! ""Well, I am not privileged like your fiance who owns a helicopter and private jet. Of course, we have to steal, they will not gift wrap it and give it to me. " He answered sarcastically." But who will fly it? " I asked further." I will. " he shrugged his shoulders." I am serious. "" So am I. " He said."Can you fly it, the real one, not the paper plane? "" I can, had tak
Gautam's POV" Hello!! Kshitij ?? "" Hi, Gautam... How are you?? "" I am good, how are Noopur and Kabeer? "" Good... You tell me, how about Maurvi and the little ones? "" They are good but I need your help," I said." Yes, tell me. "" I need an arms license and a gun. "" WHAT??? Why ?? "" I need them to keep them safe. "" What happened?? Why are you saying that?? "" Boys have started calling my daughter on phone... "" What ??? "" Yesterday some boy called up, he wanted to talk to Gauravi. "" So?? "" So??? So?? Do I need to spell it out?? "" Yeah !!! What is the problem with that ?? "" Are you crazy??? Boys would be calling and would try to be extra friendly with them. I need to stop it right here. "" Are you serious?? You are kidding right?? "" What yaar!!! I am serious. What is so funny about it?? "" For god's sake Gautam, Gauravi is just 4 years old. "" So, how does that matter?? I need to protect her. "" Protect her?? Listen, Gautam... Just chill. "" Can you ge
Maurvi's POVMy handsome husband was just too naughty. He kidnapped me right after a wild wedding night. He didn't give me time to even pack my clothes and the clothes he had packed... Well, they should not be termed as clothes. He literally kept me locked in his arms. But I have no complaints at all.We enjoyed our honeymoon though it was a wastage of money, going abroad to be locked in our hotel room. But Gautam being Gautam, kept me there pinned me to bed.We did go out of the hotel when I used to get angry. But I was on top of the world. I joined the hospital and enjoyed working with Gautam, Vikram and Sandhya. We have been married for a few months when Mehul and Megha invited all the friends to their farmhouse. That farmhouse reminded us of those romantic moments we shared there. I was very excited to go there. We reached the farmhouse in about 2 hours. Everyone was gathered there near the poolside so we also joined them. Mehul and Megha were the last ones to come. All the
Gautam's POVI went to drop My Princess to school and asked her about Aarav. She said that he was in her class but not her friend though he came to the park to play with her. She was friends with Mihir, Vihaan and Roohi.I wanted to tell this guy Aarav to stay away... I was waiting for him to come. I saw Vikram coming to drop Vihaan. We greated each other with a man hug." Hey Gautam !! Good that you met me here. I am glad you saw my message and came. I asked Mehul to come too. I need to tell you something and I could not wait. Just let him also come."" What happened?? I didn't see any message, I came as I had to solve a problem. "" What problem? " Vikram asked with concern." Some guy in Gauravi's class called her yesterday, I want to warn him to stay away. " I said and he looked shocked." What?? Like seriously?? Are you out of your mind? Oh, please Gautam... They are just 4 year old. Chill. " Vikram said." But how dare he call my daughter? " Just then Mehul also came with Mihir
After 7 years...Maurvi's POV" Hello... yes? " I picked up the phone which was ringing." Hello Aunty... Gauravi Hai? Mujhe Us se baat karni hai... ( Is Gauravi at home? I need to talk to her... )"" Beta sorry, woh to ghar per nahin hai. Apne dadaji aur dadiji ke saath park gai hai. Aap kaun bol rahe ho...? ( sorry beta she is not at home. She has gone to the park with her grandparents. May I know who is calling?) "" Aunty... It's ok main phir call ker loonga. Kab tak aa jayegi woh? ( It's ok aunty, I will call again. By what time she will be back? )"" Woh thodi der pahle hi gayi hai beta, ek ghate ke baad hi aayegi... Aap kaun bol rahe ho? ( She just left beta, so she won't be back before an hour. May I know who is calling? )"" Aunty I am Aarav. Woh meri class main hai. Woh kaun se park main gai, aunty? ( I am Aarav aunty. She is in my class. Aunty, which park, she has gone to ? )"" Sorry beta mujhe nahin pata, per Shayad Jo park hamare ghar ke paas hai. Jis mein bahut sare jhu
Gautam's POV" Is it morning already... I can't even open my eyes? " She said" But you need to get up dear."" No !! I want to sleep, I am tired. "Oh! so, my wife wants to sleep. Just like I wanted to when my mom was wasting my time playing those games. I grinned, in any other conditions, I would have obliged her but not right now. She needs to get up." Maurvi??? Get up please... "I shook her." No, I am tired. You did not let me sleep earlier, I am sleeping now. "Oh !! She is talking while sleeping..." So how was your wedding night... ? " I asked her knowing that I would get an honest answer." Ummm.. good... "" Good... Just good?? " I grinned." Hmmm... very good. " She said and buried her face in the crook of my neck.Oh god !! the wrong move... please stay away... No, Gautam think of something else.Think of your friends who are going to bang your doors early in the morning. No, I can't get distracted now. We need to get up now." Maurvi, please get up. "" Why??? "" Becau
Maurvi's POVAfter some of the rituals, Gautam said that he was very tired and wanted to sleep, but everyone laughed and started teasing him and the girls were also whispering naughty things to me making me blush even more.After some time I was sent to a room which was decorated beautifully with flower strings and aroma candles were lit there. There were rose petals scattered all over the place ... and were also on the bed in the shape of a heart.Oh God!!! It all was making things so obvious... my face was red as flower petals. I could not even imagine myself sitting there like it is shown in the movies so I kept standing there in the middle of the room. I was just too nervous. I knew that Gautam was really very excited about tonight. But I was just too shy. I was still trying to calm my racing heart when I heard the men talking. They were outside the room and we're teasing Gautam mercilessly, even asking him to use protection... Oh my God!! these men came without any filter in th
Gautam's POVWe reached there at the venue with Baraat. Uncle and aunty welcomed us. I got down the white wedding mare. Aunty welcomed me with an Aarti platter. Then did a few cute customs like holding the nose of the groom ( me ). After that, we came insideI had occasionally seen one custom in various weddings which was Feet washing ceremony of the groom. Once the groom entered the house of the bride on the wedding day, the bride's mother washes his feet with honey, curd, milk, ghee and sugarI personally never liked this custom. I didn't know what was the logic or the story behind it. But I refused to let aunty do this custom.I am just like her son... So it should be me who should be doing it not the other way around. She was as old as my mom and I could not let her wash my feet. So I refused to let her do that to me I washed my feet on my own. I didn't care if someone felt that I was trying to be some kind of reformer. I did what I felt was right.Then we were taken to the huge s
Gautam's POVI was so excited that at least one of the functions was celebrated where both families would be present... I was dying to be with my tomato. We all went for sangeet and Mehandi... I was excited to see her in front of me, where I would be able to share a moment with her.But all my dreams were crushed when Maurvi's dad took me aside and made me sit with his relatives.All my friends were there with their wives enjoying holding their hands, finding their names in their hands and feeding them with their own hands as the girls had Mehandi on hands.They all were clicking pictures together. All my idiot friends went to Maurvi and clicked pictures with her. Vikram even hugged her and clicked the photos. He sent them to me. I swear I would kill him.I wanted to have her in my arms and get lost to somewhere, where no one would irritate us. Everyone was teasing me and I was getting irritated. I looked at her she had already transformed into a tomato by their endless teasing. But s
Maurvi's POVGautam was calling me every day telling me to come back. He said that he was missing me. Well, even I was missing him a lot.Last two weeks have been very busy. My mom was going crazy. She was getting emotional all the time and was pampering me like anything. So much so that she was feeding me with her hand.Dad was also getting emotional but both of them were very happy that Gautam and his family were going to take care of me just the way they do.The house was bursting with activities and excitement as the preparation for the wedding was going on in full swing...One day Sagar called me on my phone. He wanted to meet me so I invited him to home. He told me about the situation between them. I had promised that I would help him so I suggested a few things.He even asked me to accompany him to a party as he wanted me to see her. I was very curious about her so I went with him. As it is I wanted to see her expressions and body language around Sagar... I met her a few more t