Vihaan's phone buzzed insistently on the table, jolting him out of his Sunday afternoon in the hospital.He picked it up, his brows furrowing as he read the caller ID – it was his office. With a heavy sigh, he pressed the answer button and brought the phone to his ear."Vihaan sir, we have an urgent meeting. The client needs those reports before tomorrow's presentation," his manager's voice brimmed with a sense of urgency.Vihaan leaned back against the chair, glancing towards the window as if seeking solace from the vibrant world outside. "Alright, I'll be there as soon as possible."Ending the call, Vihaan glanced across the room to where Sukoon was engrossed in her mobilephone. Sukoon, his wife, had a way of bringing calmness to his life – her name itself meant 'tranquility'. He stood up and walked over to her, running his fingers gently through her hair. "Hey, I've got an urgent meeting at the office. I'll be back in a few hours."Sukoon looked up, her eyes softening as she smiled
Vihaan sat on sukoon bed, his thoughts wandering as he stared into the distance. Sukoon, his loyal canine companion, lay at his feet, his head resting on his paws.In the midst of the calm, Vihaan's fingers idly traced the intricate patterns on the bedspread. He turned his gaze to Sukoon, his eyes filled with a mixture of affection and contemplation. The room was quiet, except for the faint rustling of leaves outside the window, carried by a gentle breeze."Sukoon," Vihaan's voice was soft, a mere whisper in the tranquil space. He reached down and gently took Sukoon's paw in his hand. The dog's eyes met his owner's, a deep understanding passing between them."Sukoon, let's go back home," Vihaan murmured, his grip on Sukoon's paw tightening ever so slightly. He looked expectantly into Sukoon's eyes, hoping to see that familiar spark of enthusiasm that had always accompanied their adventures.But Sukoon's response was unexpected. He withdrew his paw gently from Vihaan's grasp and loo
Next morning vihaan open his eyes and he glanced at the clock and realized it was a new day filled with possibilities. The events of the previous day had been tiring, but today was different – today he would take a step towards a new adventure.He got out of bed and stretched again, feeling refreshed after a good night's sleep. He smiled at Sukoon, his loyal and energetic Golden Retriever, who was already awake and wagging his tail by the bedside. Vihaan patted him affectionately before heading downstairs.In the cozy kitchen, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, mingling with the delicious scent of breakfast. Vihaan descended the stairs, his steps silent, and found Adeel and Soha already at the table, engaged in light morning chatter. Adeel was Vihaan's uncle, a kind-hearted man with a welcoming smile, and Soha was his warm and caring aunt."Good morning, Vihaan," Adeel greeted, looking up from his newspaper. "Sleep well?""Morning, Uncle Adeel. Yes, I did. And good mor
Right now Vihaan and Sukoon sat on the bed in their cozy bedroom, bathed in the soft glow of the bedside lamp. The air was filled with a mix of familiarity and the weight of unspoken emotions. It had been a journey of rediscovery since Vihaan had lost his memory in a tragic accident, but their connection seemed to have weathered the storm.As they talked, sharing stories and anecdotes of their past, Vihaan's voice carried a blend of fondness and hesitation. "Sukoon, if you don't mind... there's something I've been feeling. Something I want to say."Sukoon's eyes met his curiosity mingling with a hint of apprehension. "Go on, Vihaan. You can always talk to me."He took a deep breath, his gaze unwavering. "Sukoon, I know I might not remember everything from our past, but I know what I feel in my heart. You are still my wife, and I want to be close to you in every sense. If you're comfortable with it, I want to make love to you."Sukoon's expression shifted from curiosity to surprise. He
Next morning Sukoon and Vihaan lay intertwined in each other's arms. The soft, golden light painted a serene tableau, highlighting the tranquility of the moment. As the first rays of morning light touched Sukoon's face, her eyelids fluttered open. She blinked a few times, adjusting to the gentle brightness that filled the room.Sukoon's eyes met Vihaan's, who was already awake, watching her with a gentle smile. A light blush crept up Sukoon's cheeks as she realized they were still wrapped in each other's embrace. She shifted slightly, her fingers tracing patterns on his chest as she avoided his gaze shyly.Vihaan chuckled softly at her reaction, his fingers reaching to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "Good morning, beautiful," he whispered, his voice warm and sincere.Sukoon's blush deepened, her heart skipping a beat at his compliment. She looked up at him, her eyes locking with his as a tender smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "Good morning," she replied softly, h
The sun rises over a quaint countryside, casting a warm golden glow on the surroundings. A gentle breeze rustles the leaves of the trees, carrying with it the sweet fragrance of blooming flowers. Vihaan, with an infectious smile, strolling along a narrow pathway that winds through a vibrant garden. Sukoon, , joins him, her laughter tinkling like wind chimes in the air.As they walk side by side, their steps fall into an easy rhythm, like two pieces of a puzzle fitting perfectly together. Vihaan reaches out and plucks a vivid pink rose from a bush, extending it toward Sukoon with a playful grin. She accepts it with a delighted giggle, her eyes reflecting the same brightness as the petals.VIHAAN (smiling) For the most beautiful person I know.SUKOON (teasingly) You say that every day, Vihaan.VIHAAN (leaning in) Because it's true, Sukoon.They share a tender moment, their eyes locking as an unspoken connection forms between them. The garden seems to come alive with their growing affecti
The setting sun painted the sky with hues of orange and pink as Vihaan and Sukoon made their way back home from the haldi function. The day had been filled with laughter, joy, and celebration as their families came together to prepare for Vihaan and Sukoon's upcoming wedding. As they drove along the quiet countryside road, the soft breeze carried the sweet fragrance of flowers from the ceremony.Vihaan gripped the steering wheel, his heart brimming with contentment. Beside him, Sukoon sat, her hands adorned with intricate henna designs, her smile reflecting the happiness that filled her heart. The couple exchanged a glance, their eyes locking for a moment that spoke volumes of their love.The winding road stretched ahead, lined with tall trees casting long shadows. The world seemed to slow down as they enjoyed the serenity of the moment. But fate had a minor detour planned for them.As they rounded a bend, a sudden movement caught Vihaan's attention. A small deer had darted onto the r
Maheen was standing in front of vihaan. The air was heavy with tension, the weight of unspoken words hanging between them."Did your memory come back, jiju?" Maheen asked, her voice barely a whisper, her eyes wide with a mixture of hope and anxiety.Vihaan looked at her, his expression contemplative. He nodded slowly. "Yes, Maheen. My memory is back."A mix of relief and apprehension crossed Maheen's face. "So, you remember everything?"Vihaan sighed, his gaze distant for a moment before he focused on her again. "I remember most of it, Maheen. The accident, the past... and the question that's been haunting me ever since my memory came back: Why did you plan Sameer's accident?"Maheen's eyes dropped to the floor, her fingers fidgeting nervously. She took a deep breath before raising her gaze to meet Vihaan's intense stare. "Jiju, I didn't want Sameer to die. I just wanted him to feel the pain he had given me."Vihaan's brow furrowed in confusion. "Pain? What pain are you talking about?