Tami's POV I got ready wearing a beautiful Indian outfit and some nice elegant jewelry that my mom had got for me. Combed my long straight hair and was ready in less than 10 minutes. He came back to the room and said, " We need to talk. " " No, you have already said a lot for the day, I don't want to talk to you," I said and went out immediately. We ventured to Mom's cherished spot for dinner, basking in the cozy ambiance that enveloped us like a warm embrace. Amidst the flickering candlelight, Mom and Dad shared tender glances that spoke volumes of their enduring love, reminiscent of my own dear parents."Dance with me, my love?" Dad's voice, filled with affection, cut through the melodic notes floating in the air. Mom's reply was swift yet gentle, redirecting his attention towards me. Despite my initial hesitation, Dad's outstretched hand beckoned me, and with a shy smile, I placed mine in his.As we swayed to the rhythm of the music, Dad's steps faltered, prompting laughter to
Mihir's POV. The first morning after the wedding. As I stepped into the room, my gaze immediately fixated on her figure, draped in a saree, her wet hair glistening under the light. I watched, captivated as if seeing her for the first time. I was looking at her wearing a saree for the first time and it draped her like beauty and elegance personified, and that accentuated her innocence and beauty. She didn't notice my presence until the sound of my footsteps interrupted the silence and snapped her out of her reverie. Startled, she turned suddenly, her eyes widening in surprise as she realized I was there. At that moment, a few droplets of water from her wet hair landed softly on me as she turned quickly and our eyes met. In that moment, time stood still. I could feel his heart racing, his breath caught in his throat.Despite my inner turmoil and the weight of the situation, I couldn't deny that she was very beautiful. Caught off guard by the unexpected intimacy of the moment, I co
Mihir's POV " Please take good care of her, she is very sweet and caring. Please try to make her feel comfortable. I know you loved Gaurvi, but she didn't. Now you are married to Tami, so please start your life afresh. I swear, I will beat you to a pulp if I get to know that you don't treat her well or misbehave. " He gave me a subtle warning. Mom asked Tami to come with her and she went away. I assured Siddh that I would treat her well. After a few minutes, Tami came back wearing a pretty Indian dress. She looked... Nice." Aww... You are looking so pretty, Tami. Isn't it, Jiju?" Sri asked and I had to nod." When did you grow up into such a pretty girl?? " Kabir, her maternal cousin teased her, she just blushed and looked at me. I was getting uneasy but didn't know what was the reason for it. They all left after telling all of us to come for dinner, but Mom said that they had a lot of things to do but I would definitely come for dinner. Once they left, Ron kept teasing me that
Mihir's POV In the evening Mom sent me to Jindal mansion. Since my childhood, that house had been my favorite place to go as my Gaurvi lived there, but today, I didn't want to go there. But I was in such a situation that I could not avoid it even if I wanted to. Her memories were haunting me. Everyone looked very excited to see me there. The lavish feast laid out by Maurvi Aunty, a harmonious blend of North Indian and Gujarati flavors, spoke volumes of familial warmth and inclusion, a gesture meant to embrace me as one of their own. Despite the genuine hospitality extended towards me, beneath the surface, a torrent of emotions churned - memories of my love lost and the weight of familial expectations intertwined, casting a shadow over the festivities.Though I indulged in the culinary delights with outward enthusiasm, inwardly, my heart remained heavy with unresolved sentiments. Each smile I offered was a delicate facade, masking the ache of past wounds that lingered just beneath the
Mihir's POV For in the confines of our shared space, I found solace in her presence, a silent acknowledgment of the bond that tethered us together. And as she retreated to the couch, I couldn't help but feel the weight of her sacrifice, a testament to the depths of her love.In the hushed stillness of the night, I grappled with guilt but slipped into slumber almost instantly. In the soft glow of dawn's early light, I stirred from my slumber, hearing a strange sound, the remnants of sleep still clinging to my weary eyes. As I opened them, my gaze fell upon her, curled up on the floor, the carpet's embrace offering little solace from the chill in the air.Oh, God!! Concern etched my brow as I approached her, my steps gentle, not wanting to disturb her delicate repose. Kneeling beside her, I reached out a hand, feeling the coolness of her skin against my fingertips.I saw her hair falling on her face. With a tender touch, I brushed a strand of hair from her face, my heart felt bad at
Mihir's POV I called the lawyer who was taking care of the legal issues of our empire. I wanted to meet regarding something. I called him to set up a meeting, he said that he was on leave but I told him it was urgent. I wanted to consult him about something, but Tami came into the room but waited when she saw me talking over the phone. I was still talking to him when the doorbell rang. Tami rushed outside immediately. Who could have come at this time? Tami was standing there, looking downwards. Who was there?? I went to stand by her and was surprised to see Gaurvi and Shlok with their fathers at my place. Gaurvi and Shlok were standing in front of my parents and apologizing to them. Why have they come here now?? I wanted to beat Shlok. I rushed downwards and saw Tami running After me. I heard all of them arguing especially my Dad and Sahil uncle. Just then I heard Gaurvi coming to stop the argument. She said that she never loved me and didn't want to marry me but I insisted. Oh
Mihir's POV As we left the office, my frustration spilled over, directed towards my unwanted wife. I made it clear that our marriage was nothing more than a formality dictated by circumstance, and I had no intention of allowing her to sway my emotions. Despite her silence, I knew she felt the sting of my words.Back home, her refusal to engage in confrontation only fueled my irritation. But as she maintained her composure, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of admiration for her resilience. Yet, I remained steadfast in my determination to sever ties as soon as legally possible.She wanted to go out without informing me of anything, I could not allow her to do that as we were newlywed, and everyone expected us to be inseparable. Her departure from the house, seemingly unfazed by my threats of divorce, left me feeling unsettled. Despite my efforts to assert control, she refused to conform to my expectations, further complicating an already tense situation.As I grappled with the impendi
Mihir's POV Gaurvi was the reason that I had to leave the hospital. As I had refused to go for our honeymoon and they didn't even force us as they all were aware of the situation well, I started going to Dad's office as I could not stay home for the whole day.I was pleasantly surprised to see that Mahi was there when I entered the house. " Hey, good to see you. I didn't know, you were coming or I would have come home earlier. " I rushed to hug her and just then Manik bhai and Ron also came to see me. " Wow!! Bhai, you are also here? " I said going towards Manik bhai. " We had to, as we were invited for a special dinner." Manik bhai said. He came all the way from Surat to Delhi for dinner?? But before I could ask, Ron started teasing me. " But it's not fair that you went to work, c'mon it's just the third day since you got married. " Ron said. " I can't stay at home for all the day and Dad needs some rest so I sent him home early while I stayed there. " " Mihir, you should
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