The following day in the hospital, Sidd sat sadly looking at me. I was still unconscious then.“Come on, Rani, you are taking too long to wake up,” Sidd lamented impatiently. “You have to open your eyes now, I want to see your beautiful smile, I want to hear your voice, Rani, come back to me already, please,” Sidd continued and at that moment, he sighted my finger move. “Rani?” he called out and I opened my eyes. “How are you feeling now, Rani?” he asked curiously with excitement.“Who are you?” I queried forcing myself to sit up on the bed.“You don’t remember me?” Sidd asked rather scared or surprised.“Does that hurt?” I uttered smiling.“You do remember me, right?”“Um, I will think about it.”“Come on.“I can’t ever forget you, Sidd,” I smiled.“Thank God! I’m super glad to have you back. I love you so much. No, not so much but in extreme,” Sidd expressed and we both smiled. I was discharged later on.A few days later, I and my
It’s now time for the Diwali festival. Everyone was super excited about the festival. It was the festival of lights. Any home you would visit at that time had Rangoli designs on the floor. I designed the floor of the entrance with different beautiful colors, and clay lamps were lit everywhere. There was merriment and jubilation all over the city. Candles were lit and the sounds of fireworks could be heard. The atmosphere was full of colors. People throw colors at themselves happily wishing each other a joyous celebration. Sidd on the other hand was with me. We lit some candles and set off some fireworks together.“No, don’t start with that,” I objected as Sidd brought forth colors to apply on me.Who is Sidd to be stopped? He went on to apply the colors to my face. I did the same with him and soon, we were suffused in colors. There, outside my home, we played around, enjoying the moments together. The festival normally lasts for five days, and in those days, it was just as
Some weeks later, we all began preparing for my wedding once again.A day before the wedding, the sangeet ceremony was held. My family arranged a sangeet party for me. They invited some numbers of female guests. Music booms all day long. Merriments filled the atmosphere in my vicinity. Sweet foods were available for the guests. They related my fun moment, especially of my childhood. They were all cracking jokes and laughing wholeheartedly. It was a fun time for me. The guests danced and sang lovingly. I couldn’t express my utmost joy on such a memorable day.The Mehndi artist arrived pretty soon. She began designing my hands and feet with beautiful mehndi designs. Other female guests applied mehndi designs on their hands too. Sidd and his family were present at the party. My mehndi design contained Sidd’s name somewhere. I knew exactly where the name was written but Sidd got to find it.“Hey, Sidd!” I went to him after washing the designs. “I want you to search for yo
I now lived with the Arora family. I became the younger wife in the family. I don’t bother so much about cooking because they had a cook in the house. But I sometimes prepare meals whenever I’m in the mood.One day, I was in the room at night, I and Sidd were both seated on the bed with our backs leaning to the headboard and watching a thriller on his iPad. It was both bloody and scary. It came to a point where a guy was being slain brutally. I couldn’t watch that part. I covered my face on Sidd’s shoulder.“What are you doing?” Sidd asked.“I can’t watch that part,” I stated.“You are unbelievable, this is just a movie not reality,” he said and I took my face off his shoulder.I started gazing at Sidd as he was watching the movie. Since our wedding, nothing has happened. I was being a baby about everything. Sidd understood but now I want him. I just hope he responds tonight since he’s simply into this movie.“Hon?” I called and he looked at me. Then I
The next day, I dressed up and went to practice. When I got there, I changed into another dress and joined the others. After some time into the practice, Mr. Roy stopped us.“You are not getting the steps right,” he complained referring to me.Was the trainer simply trying to spite me or something? I have never had complaints about my dance steps before but this time?“I’m sorry!” I apologized.The practice began once again and the same thing happened. Mr. Roy got pissed off and dismissed us for the day.The following day, I went to practice but was a little bit late. Mr. Roy scolded me for being late and I apologized.“It seems like Mr. Roy doesn’t like you, he doesn’t use to blame like this,” said one of the trainees to me.“I did nothing wrong to him, right? Why would he not like me? Anyways, he has to get used to me around ‘cause I’m not going anywhere,” I assured in self-assurance.The act of scolding me continued. I’m a dancer, an excellent one at that. I hate it when people cri
Two months later, I and Sidd were sleeping when I suddenly rose from the bed. Something was wrong with me. I felt so hungry like crazy. I decided to wake Sidd up.“Hon, wake up!” I said tapping him and he woke up instantly.“What is it, sweetheart, are you fine?” he asked nervously, sitting up on the bed.“I’m hungry!” I stated.“Hungry? That’s strange,” he expressed. “Anyways, what should I get you?”“Anything!” I said.“Okay,” he agreed and headed out.He returned some minutes later with bread and a hot chocolate tea. He made the tea. That wasn’t funny. I made my husband prepare tea at night when I’m not pregnant, sounds bugging right? I just hope Sidd wouldn’t complain. I ate up and went back to bed. Indeed, very strange.The following day, I told Kiara about it. She suggested I go see a doctor but I disagreed. Why should I see a doctor for just feeling hungry? The doctor might think I was simply wasting her time. I thought I had a solution, so, I made sure I fill up before
I was given three months' leave from work just to take care of my baby. I was still building my career. I love my baby to want to spend the remaining years looking after her, but I can’t. I got to continue building my career, so I will be able to support Sidd when the need arises. I was happy Chandni wasn’t bugging us yet. I knew how Kiara would spend most of the nights walking around the living room to calm Krishna down. That child of hers is a thorn in every parent's flesh. He can cry for the universe. The pains of labor, now the pains of consoling a wailing baby that can’t speak what they want. And that Ranveer, I hardly see him with Kiara whenever the baby wails. When I tried asking Kiara where her husband was, she would tell me he is very much tired, office works, and the rest, and she doesn’t want to bug him. Sidd should better not try that with me. I was scared though. If Chandni starts crying at night, will I be the only one to console her? Will Sidd not help out at all? Why
I went to meet my mother-in-law downstairs. She was making embroidery. I moved closer and sat with her. “The design is beautiful, Mother,” I said.“Thank you. This is for Krishna. Kiara wanted me to make it for him,” Mother replied.“That’s nice, I hope I’m getting one too,” I set forth. I wasn’t jealous, just love the design.“Sure, I will make two,” Mother smiled.“Mother?” I called and she looked at me. “I’m thinking, since I will be resuming work on Monday, shouldn’t I get a nanny for Chandni?” I suggested. She was my major concern right now.“A nanny? I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Mother said. “A nanny has to be someone you know so well, someone you can leave your child in her care and you wouldn’t even bother looking back because you know she’s in safe hands. And that kind of a nanny is hard to get in just a few days. Besides, you don’t need a nanny for anything, I am here to take care of my grandchildren. What more can I do if not that?”
Our journey might not be a perfect one, but it’s ours. My life with Sidd isn’t perfect, but it is the most beautiful experience. When you’re in love, there’s nothing worth not fighting to stay together. We discovered a treasure from our hatred. Now it doesn’t matter how we started, all that matters now is our future. I’m certain it’s going to be bright, more colorful. I pray not to encounter any challenge henceforth. Even if that happens, we will fight it together. I belong to Sidd. We belong to each other. He is mine, I won’t ever let anyone take him away from me.Author’s note 💖🌈🌅I am super excited to have completed this story. To all my readers who were able to read to the end, thank you so much. I hope to be able to bring out more imaginations like this to inspire your world. I’m honestly grateful for the time you spent reading this. I love you all.Woohoo… 💃💃💃 “Love Lights More Fires than Hate Extinguishes!”The End!
I was busy in my office, working on some files when Mr. Arijit entered.“Hey, beauty!” he greeted me with a broad smile while working with me.“Good day, boss,” I responded, lifting my gaze on him.“I have a surprise for you,” he said.I smiled. My boss was fond of surprises. All his surprises were always precious to me. He walked to my side and I stood up. “What is the surprise?” I asked eagerly.“Close your eyes,” he said. Without hesitation, I closed my eyes. “You can open your eyes now,” he commented.I opened my eyes. My surprise vanished into a look of shock. My boss was on one knee with a ring. A proposal? How?“Will you accept to deal with my flaws, share in my joy, and celebrate my success stories? Will you be the woman I wake up to see every morning? Will you be my woman, Rani?” Mr. Arijit proposed. I was dumbstruck. What should I say? Just then, the door creaked open. Sidd walked in, holding a bouquet of rose flowers. He stopped at the door, staring between me an
The next day when I returned from work, Chandni came along. She was holding her pink teddy bear. “Hey, baby,” I smiled, taking off my shoes. She came to sit beside me. “Mommy, are you still fighting with Daddy?” Chandni asked. I looked at her abruptly. “Why do you ask, baby?” “Because Daddy told me you two aren’t on good terms yet. He said you are mad at him.” I smiled. “Daddy is just assuming, baby, we are not fighting,” I lied. We are fighting. “If he wronged you, please, forgive him, Mommy. Daddy is a changed person now.” “It’s fine, baby, but we are not fighting,” I insisted. Sidd is crazy to tell my daughter such a thing. He wants to use her to get to me. “Then be happy with him, okay?” Chandni said. I smiled reassuringly. The following morning, I was rushing out when Mother stopped me. “Hold on, Rani,” she said. I stopped in my tracks and looked at her. She walked closer to me she placed her palm on my shoulder. “Is the ga
The following day, I walked into my boss’s office. He had summoned me. “Good day, sir,” I greeted. “Good day, dear, have a seat,” he said. I smiled and sat down on the opposite chair. “First and foremost, thank you for allowing your daughter to come along to the outing. I’m very much obliged,” Mr. Arijit appreciated. “I should be thanking you, boss. Chandni was happily going out with you. She enjoys your company and that was relieving.” “I’m glad she did,” he said, pulling out a locker. “Here, I got you a gift,” he presented a small wrapped box to me. “Wow, thank you,” I smiled, taking the box from him. “Can you open it now?” “Oh, yeah, sure,” I agreed and began unwrapping the box. I opened it. It had a beautiful gold necklace in it. Small and expensive. It was the latest necklace, coming new into the market and I have been wishing to get it. Now my boss got it for me. Awesome! “You like it?” “I love it. Thank you so much,” I smiled.
A few days later. I went to meet my boss in his office. He was standing close to the window, looking through it when I entered. I stopped at the entrance.“Boss?” I called. He looked at me. “Here, I brought the file from Karen’s Ink firm for you to sign. They were satisfied with our presentation,” I stated, walking to him.“Okay, put it on my desk,” he said. I put down the file on his desk and turned to go. “Wait, Rani,” he said. I halted and looked at him. He moved close to me. He stood in front of me, staring into my eyes. I felt itchy all over. Why was he staring at me? I looked down, feeling queasy. “Can I ask you a favor?” he asked. “Huh?” I looked at him surprised. What favor can I possibly offer my boss? “What is it, sir?” I asked.“It’s your child,” he said. What about my child? What did she do? Will I lose my job again? “I saw her picture on Facebook. She is adorable,” Mr. Arijit stated, walking away from me. “She looks like you, cheerful and vibrant. C
At the Sharma’s mansion. Sunia was seated in the living room, staring into space. She was gloomy. Veejay came along from outside. He just returned from the office.“Hey, sweetheart,” he greeted. She wouldn’t answer him. He understood. Sunia hasn’t been herself since their last visit to the hospital.“What does that mean?” she had asked the doctor. Her heart thumbs up to her throat. She was already sweating.“I’m afraid, Mrs. Sharma, you might not be able to have a child of your own anymore,” the doctor announced.“Ow…!” she exclaimed, with the way her heart flew out of her, she fainted. Due to the unnatural way, she lost her pregnancy, she lost her womb with it. Only a miracle can give her a child of her own now.“Sweetheart, why are you like this?” Veejay asked, moving close. She glared at him. Without a word, she stood up and headed upstairs.At night, Sunia lay down on the bed, facing the ceiling with her arms crossed on her b
My mother-in-law was in the living room. Sidd and the call girl walked down to her. She stood in surprise. I shuffled downstairs. Thank God Chandni was still sleeping. What would I have told her?“Greetings, Mother,” Sidd saluted.I reached to the living room. Mother-in-law just stood with a look of surprise still evident on her face. “Mother?” I called and she looked at me. “I will be outside if you need me,” I said and turned towards the door.“Hold on, Rani,” Priyanka said.I halted. That wasn’t Mother or Sidd’s voice. Does the call girl know my name? What more did Sidd tell her about me? I turned. Indeed, it was the call girl that stopped me. She walked to me.“I’m sorry,” she said. “I didn’t know you are Sidd’s wife. He didn’t tell me and I scolded him for that,” Priyanka apologized.I was confused. I didn’t say anything. Why would Sidd’s mistress apologize to me? Sidd came along.“It’s true, Rani,” he stated. “Meet Priyanka Kapoor, my childho
I rode with my boss to Begusarai. We didn’t talk much in the car. He only showed me the presentation on his laptop. When we reached, we lodged in a hotel. Different rooms. After freshening up, I sat on the bed, going through my laptop. I got the presentation on my laptop as a backup. It was sunset then. I heard a knock on my room door. I looked at the door. The knock came up again. I stood up to go get the door. I opened up and saw Mr. Arijit looking down at the door.“Hey,” he smiled, looking up at me with a mesmerizing smile. My heart thumbs up to my throat. I forced a smile through my mouth. “Can I come in?” he said. Come in? By now? I swallowed hard and gave him a responsive nod. He entered, looking around the room.“You need anything, sir?” I asked, facing him.“How are you enjoying the room?” he asked, turning to look at me. “Are you comfortable? Or you need another room.”“No, sir, I am fine here,” I smiled again.“Glad to hear,” h
A few days later, I drove along from work. It wasn’t hectic at the office today. I finished what needed to be done early, so my boss permitted me to go home. Did I tell you guys his name? His name was Arijit Mohan. Mr. Arijit was so good. He was a responsible, concerned, selfless, and humble man. If I had met him before Sidd, I’m certain to have equally fallen in love with him. Crazy thought, I know. I got stuck in Mumbai's impromptu traffic.“Shit!” I hit my fist against the steering wheel.I relaxed back in my seat. I turned my head and saw Sidd coming out of a law firm with an attorney. I knew the attorney, he was a famous divorce handler of his time. I sat up quickly. He handed a paper to Sidd. I bet it was a divorce paper. Was Sidd planning to divorce me? Why? Because of the call girl? The honk of the car horn from my back pulled me back to the reality of the traffic lift. I moved off. I had a constant pang in my heart. Sidd wants to divorce me without thinking of our