02-03-2019, 09:07 PM
PART 34
“Leave the kids with us for tonight, Khushi. We will take care of them. It is your..”
Khushi cut Swati across with an awkward smile on her face.
“First night, I know, Aunty. But I met my Kuhu and Arsh met his twin after months, I do not want to lose any more time with them. Anyways, one of the main reasons of this wedding and this situation is them. How can we take away the reason from the equation itself?” she questioned, eying her children in the pram affectionately.
“Your wish, Beta, but do not forget that the love between the two of you was also the major catalyst. Who knows, that love is just the thing required to ease the ache of your hearts,” mused Swati, caressing Khushi’s chin affectionately as she adjusted the embroidered skirt of Khushi for one last time.
Khushi was left alone with her thoughts to ponder over them. The last few days were a mess to say the least. The awkward looks, the cunning whispers, the embarrassing smirks and snide taunts, she had seen it all in the days leading to the wedding and she was sure that her parents and Arnav’s family would have seen no less than what she had to see.
She earnestly hoped that she would not be proven wrong, by taking the decision to marry Arnav, once again by the man himself. One heartbreak was enough to cause heartache throughout her life and she wondered if she had it in herself to bear another assault on her dampened strings of heart.
“Khoosi..”
The husky whisper from his lips made her turn away from the trail of thoughts and turn towards her newly-wedded husband. It was a moment she had waited for years and fantasized several times over in myriads of different scenarios like every teenager and a woman in love but to see the moment unfold in reality felt more surreal than ever. She could not help but wonder if the whole chain of events was the way destiny decided to fulfill her dream of marrying him.
Just as she was losing herself in the ocean of pleasure, wave of memories brought upon the salt to rub against the still open wounds on her heart once again. She could vow that she had seen sincerity in his eyes but so did she when he upheld his end of the bargain, only to be cruelly betrayed. Several shades of a character, many dimensions of a personality, which one to believe and which one to forget - such was the dilemma was the wretched lover.
“Leave the kids with us for tonight, Khushi. We will take care of them. It is your..”
Khushi cut Swati across with an awkward smile on her face.
“First night, I know, Aunty. But I met my Kuhu and Arsh met his twin after months, I do not want to lose any more time with them. Anyways, one of the main reasons of this wedding and this situation is them. How can we take away the reason from the equation itself?” she questioned, eying her children in the pram affectionately.
“Your wish, Beta, but do not forget that the love between the two of you was also the major catalyst. Who knows, that love is just the thing required to ease the ache of your hearts,” mused Swati, caressing Khushi’s chin affectionately as she adjusted the embroidered skirt of Khushi for one last time.
Khushi was left alone with her thoughts to ponder over them. The last few days were a mess to say the least. The awkward looks, the cunning whispers, the embarrassing smirks and snide taunts, she had seen it all in the days leading to the wedding and she was sure that her parents and Arnav’s family would have seen no less than what she had to see.
She earnestly hoped that she would not be proven wrong, by taking the decision to marry Arnav, once again by the man himself. One heartbreak was enough to cause heartache throughout her life and she wondered if she had it in herself to bear another assault on her dampened strings of heart.
“Khoosi..”
The husky whisper from his lips made her turn away from the trail of thoughts and turn towards her newly-wedded husband. It was a moment she had waited for years and fantasized several times over in myriads of different scenarios like every teenager and a woman in love but to see the moment unfold in reality felt more surreal than ever. She could not help but wonder if the whole chain of events was the way destiny decided to fulfill her dream of marrying him.
Just as she was losing herself in the ocean of pleasure, wave of memories brought upon the salt to rub against the still open wounds on her heart once again. She could vow that she had seen sincerity in his eyes but so did she when he upheld his end of the bargain, only to be cruelly betrayed. Several shades of a character, many dimensions of a personality, which one to believe and which one to forget - such was the dilemma was the wretched lover.
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