Drishti had been grumpy and cranky the whole day."Why not?"She had been forced to fast, and fasting has never been her forte.Not that she has ever tried before."You are not going to die if you skip two meals a day," Siddhu said, rolling his eyes, seeing the grumpy look on Drishti's face."Then why don't you try fasting? Let me see how long you last," Drishti said, glaring at her so-called best friend.Divyanshi brought a plate of some Rajasthani snacks and handed it over to her son-in-law, who was scrolling through his iPad, looking through his work emails.He looked up and smiled at his mother-in-law. He had missed breakfast this morning, as he was caught up in a video conference."Thank you, Aunty," Shravan said and took one in his hands. Before it could reach his mouth, he heard a loud, dramatic gasp and looked up to see Drishti looking at him with wounded eyes."What?" he asked with a frown."You are going to eat that?" Drishti asked, pointing her finger at the snack."Uh, yes
"What the hell is going on here?" Shravan asked, looking between his wife and grandfather.Tej Maheshwari coloured a bit at the embarrassment of being caught by his grandsons."Nothing," Tej said, waving a hand in a dismissive gesture.Drishti raised an eyebrow and looked at Tej Maheshwari, who glared at her in return."It didn't seem like nothing, Dadu," Sharan said with a frown."Is that a game board?" Shravan asked, pointing at the tea table behind them. He was fascinated by the red colour spreading across his grandfather's cheeks.Was his grandfather playing a board game? And that too with Drishti?"Laala Singh took it out for dusting," Tej Maheshwari said."Now who is the liar?" Drishti mocked."You shut up, girl!""Why were you two fighting?" Shravan asked."Like kids," Shravan heard Siddharth saying, and that's when he noticed Siddharth sprawled across the couch with an amused look on his face."Siddharth, why don't you tell me what's going on here?" Shravan asked, and Siddhart
Finally, it was the day of the reception, and Drishti was decked up as a royal bride, with her tiara, of course."Oh my! Don't I look regal?" Drishti asked, looking at the mirror with a grin."Yes, baby, you do," Divyanshi said."Can you believe it, Maa? I am a princess. A real princess. With a tiara!" Drishti said excitedly, touching her tiara every few minutes to make sure it was there."I can't believe you're all grown up. It feels like yesterday I first held you in my arms," Divyanshi said, as her eyes welled up."Aww, Maa. Don't make me cry too. Not that I would cry. I don't understand why brides always cry during the wedding. It's not as if they're leaving their parents permanently. I can always come and see you whenever I want. You could do the same. I'll still be your darling Drishti," Drishti said."Uh oh.""The only difference would be, I'll be staying at Shravan's place instead of the hostel," Drishti said."You're right. You'll always be our darling Drishti," Divyanshi sai
"My cheeks are hurting with all these smiles," Drishti complained halfway through the reception."The formal party will be over now. After that, only family and friends would be here," Shravan said."How about a photo, guys?" Mithran asked as he walked towards them with Isha, Abhay, and Kiara."You guys are late," Drishti accused as soon as she saw them."Sorry, Drishti. Kiara had an appointment with a doctor in the morning, so we got delayed," Abhay said."Oh, what happened to bhabhi?" Drishti asked in worry."Nothing. Just a light fever," Kiara said."Okay, guys. Stay closer for the photo," the photographer called out.The formal party was over soon, and Anuradha took Drishti with her to introduce her to the other family members.Shravan stepped out into the garden with Mithran and Abhay."You look very happy," Mithran commented, seeing the constant smile on Shravan's face."I am," Shravan said, content with his life."Aww, Shravan is in love," Mithran teased."I don't know, Mithran
Shravan stopped the car in front of their farmhouse."Wow. This place looks right out of a fairy tale," Drishti said, looking in awe as he helped her out of the car.The main door to the farmhouse was open, and the porch was decorated with a beautiful rangoli design."We are going to live a fairy tale tonight, Drishti," Shravan whispered huskily, making Drishti's heart beat go wild.She looked up at him, and the heat in his eyes gave her the answer.This is her wedding night.And he is trying to make it special for her.She is definitely going to swoon."Let's go in," Shravan said and picked her up in his arms, bridal style, as he carried her across the threshold.Drishti wound her arms around his neck and grinned up at him."You are giving me a fairytale wedding night?" she asked."You are not going to blush, are you?" Shravan asked with a chuckle.Drishti saw the fairy lights wound around the staircase railings as he carried her upstairs."We didn't lock the front door," Drishti sai
"Damn you, Shravan Maheswari. Damn you," Drishti cursed loudly and threw her phone onto the bed after trying to call him for the hundredth time in the last hour.It had been a month since their reception party, and they had been back in Bangalore soon after. Life went back to normal, with her attending college and him going to work. The nights were special, spent in each other's arms, making sweet, passionate love.Everything was going well and smoothly until last week. Her exam dates were announced, and the sweet, cute husband transformed into a tyrannical teacher. As promised, he promptly woke her up at ungodly hours in the morning and demanded that she study for her exams, which were due in a month. He even made a timetable and notes for her to make it easier."When did he make notes for me? I have no idea," she wondered. After a week of misery, he had promised to take her out to dinner tonight to make up for everything, but there was no news of him so far. She had been ready and
"Drishti, honey, talk to me," Shravan said gently as they cuddled together in their bed.Drishti had clung to him ever since they had come from the Agnihotri home."She hates me," Drishti mumbled into his chest."She? Who? What are you talking about, Drishti?" Shravan asked in confusion."Kiara bhabhi. She hates me. She thinks I go to their house because I still have feelings for Abhi bhai," Drishti said."There must be some misunderstanding, Drishti. There is no such thing," Shravan said."No. She hates me. I swear it was a stupid crush when I was very young. He is like a brother to me now," Drishti said."I know, Drishti. Stop worrying over nothing.""I heard them talking. She was fighting with Abhi bhai. She was furious because I went to their home. She said she doesn't like me going there always," Drishti said, and Shravan could feel his shirt getting wet due to her tears."Oh honey, don't cry. It must be a misunderstanding. Why didn't you talk to her? The Drishti I knew would nev
Siddharth was messaging Shreya when he felt a presence beside him. He looked up to see Drishti standing there with her hands on her hips. He texted a "brb" to Shreya and focused on Drishti."Why are you looking at me like that?" Siddhu asked."How could you hide such a big thing from me? Such a huge issue was going on at home, and you never mentioned it to me?" Drishti asked as she sat next to him."Even you didn't tell me about yesterday," Siddhu pointed out."You were the one who hid things first," Drishti accused."You too hid things from me," Siddhu argued.They both stared at each other, not willing to give up the fight."Apologise now," Drishti demanded."Like hell I will," Siddhu scoffed."If you didn't hide these things from me, I would have told you what happened last night," Drishti said, making Siddhu sigh."I didn't think it right to share the issues between a couple," Siddhu said."You have a point there," Drishti accented.They both remained silent for a few seconds."I