AUTHOR'S POV Manish ,Sandhya ,Arun and Anjali stood infront of small house! It had no floors just ground floor and the top was empty which obviously was terrace , the buildings next to the house was tall and huge with several floors and compared the house in which they stood infront looked tiny! "Get in and have a look!" The short bald guy told who they couple assumed must be the ownerThe house was small compared to the mansion in which Arun lived! It had a living room and kitchen, a bathroom and room !The walls were painted in yellow and white! Through the house was dusty and old! It had a life and light in it! Arun looked at Anjali and she nodded in approval! The house owner was a NRI ! And he rarely came back to India and luckily he came to India for a emergency and manish was one of his friend so they got the house easily Anjali grabbed her bag and fished for her phone and transferred a ₹50000 as advance !"I will mail the contract and it would be helpful if i get the Ren
AUTHOR'S POV Anjali woke up to the delicious smell of coffee and something sweet in the air! She turned in search of Arun but he was no where to be seen! Last night! Was their first night in their new home! Single blanket , two pillows and a mattress on the floor! Pretty messy! It was a hard time for both of them to fall asleep! New place New beginnings New dreams !Arun did not felt the comfort but felt the happiness and sensed new beginnings in the air! Anjali sat on the matress,her hairs all messy and tangled ,eyes still sleepy and it took a minute to understand what and where she is actually!She stood up from the matress as she pulled her hairs into a bun and stood infront of the window !Her eyes glowed looking at two teenagers sneaking out! Sharing a single chocolate sitting happily on the dusty corridors When Arun came into the room with a cup of coffee in his hand!water drops dripping from his hairs, just a towel around his waist ! clearly saying he came out from a
AUTHOR'S POVCHAPTER 22 "yellow colour suits you more anju!" Arun said as he leaned to the clothes rack in the shop with his hands folded across his chest and Anjali nodded her head in dismay"You said the same to every colour dress i wore Arun!" Anjali said and he smiled"You look good in every dress you wear anju!" He smiled and Anjali nodded at him smiling.A few days after their wedding and Anjali understood one thing about him.His words, either compliments or words of pain or happiness everything were straight from his heart.No ifs or buts it was straight to the point, be it making her heart melt or her cheeks heat or her heart skip her beat.His words had the power and she was quick to notice it.Right now, Anjali and Arun were in the mall to purchase a few things for their home and a few clothes."Alright i will take this yellow top and now let's go buy some shirts for you!" Anjali said and Arun stood like a stone not moving inspite of her trying to drag him by his wrist
AUTHOR 'S POV Two weeks had passed in a blur since their visit to the mall Things felt lost ,tougher yet something in Arun and Anjali struggled not to give up.From working hours together and still having sleepless nights -Arun and Anjali were still in the process of adjusting to the things and enjoying the learning processAnd last night was one such sleepless night ! And now Arun was sleeping on the soft mattress completely shirtless,the blankets covering until his waist line and his muscular back giving a show.Waking up to the sound of his wife running around Arun sat on the matress rubbing his eyes."You up?" Anjali asked as she walked in to the room and placed the coffee mug by his side.Arun still looked like he was processing the trauma of waking up and Anjali Chuckled watching him and his messed up hair and rub his eyes and sit in the matress like a 8 year old kid who was awake for school .It was Sunday and basically a free day for Anjali but not for Arun! He knew he was j
Anjali woke up a bit early today! Despite being Monday her mood felt good and right now she sat in the foyer of their house with rice flour in her hand. She was trying to come up with a traditional kolam design but was failing miserably (Kolam is the simpler version of rangoli without the colour power) Though she was failing she was not alone she had her husband sitting next to her with his hands on his cheeks, his eyes full of sleep and their only bed sheet had covered him. “Arghh! I messed it up again this is wrong too” Anjali pouted trying to figure out where she had gone wrong "33 "Arun counted "What 33 "Anjali asked "33 times it has come wrong, "Arun said still sleepy “Don’t demotivate me you racoon” Anjali said stretching her hand in front of his face, purposely applying a good amount of the rice flour used for the Kollam on his face Arun was caught off guard and blinked rapidly as the rice flour settled on his face. He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, a
"Are you sure about it Anjali?" Arun asked for the 10th time in an hour and like always Anjali nodded as yes "It's just for a day Arun, I'll manage it off, don't worry, " she said patting his shoulders while Arun packed his bag Arun nodded but he still looked unsure.A week had passed since Anjali had signed Arun up for the cups and cakes show and lucky enough for Arun, he received a call from the team to visit them tomorrow to discuss things further.Anjali had to stay cause she was needed in her company hence Arun was pushed to attend the team meeting alone.Leaving his beloved bakery and his ahem...wife alone.Anjali walked out of the room and went to their kitchen and packed the croissants Arun had baked in the morning to sell in the bakery.Anjali had started having a liking towards the bakery, it brought her so much joy working there, helping him around while she was away from her work or home.It felt nice handling a business, at least on a smaller scale for now.Soon enough
AUTHOR's POVThe next day seemed to rise faster than they even imagined, Anjali was the first one to rise but she did not move from the mattress, she rolled and looked at her husband sleeping peacefully.Since they slept on the terrace, the morning ray’s glow seemed more precious as it hit her husband’s face, making his pretty features highlighted.All of sudden Anjali liked the way it sounded, him as her husband just like yesterday how Arun felt. Though she had no idea Arun liked it too.Arun was someone who entered her life all of a sudden, Turning her life completely upside down. His entry was a surprise to her in all ways but interesting in a way it somehow healed her inner child.Anjali had always been that perfect child who caused no trouble to her late parents or her brother even to her teachers, she was the perfect kid who did everything right while Arun whom she saw was the opposite of everything that she was. She liked seeing him doing things that she wouldn't dare to do, so
Author's povNervous was not the word for the feeling Anjali felt at the moment, as she stood ready wearing a yellow salwar suit, trying to look perfect.After all, she was on her way to meet her In-laws, whom she had not met since a month now.Something in Anjali said that today’s day won't end well but she couldn't do anything other than hope for good cause her husband had made up his mind to bring back her bags.“Arun! Why can't you just go and grab the damn bag and come off” Anjali asked for the third timeNot that she did not want to go but she hated the drama that would unfold there, especially since she had already witnessed the father-son fight and to avoid that she was trying to convince her husband who was by now used to the drama “Aye! It's you who told me to fight your fears right? Come let's fight” Arun told to which Anjali pouted “They are your parents, Man,” she said kicking the floor “And you're In-laws sweetheart “ Arun said immediately after she finished to which
Author’s Pov Anjali and Arun had never been in such a busy place their entire life, Anjali would even swear that not even weddings were this chaotic to handle but a simple cooking set in Goa was. The show had started, Anjali and Arun were in Goa and finally, The shooting had begun and it was the host introduced the Judges and the other contestants. It was simple! Five teams, 4 rounds, 3 weeks, 2 in a team and 1 winner. That was it As simple had it sounded, Only Anjali and Arun knew how fast their heart were beating. It wasn’t just the money they’d get if they won, for Arun it was the recognition he would get through the show and for Anjali as of now she had an event, a bachelor’s party to be held in Goa the next day so she had accompanied him even if not she would have simply to be with her husband. Now that the set for the shooting for the show was arranged beside the beach, Arun guessed the cuisine for today might be seafood and god did not let him go wrong it was indeed the c
Author’s pov “No but what am I even supposed to do with this extra meter of cloth?” Asked Anjali holding the meter of cloth in her hand “That’s the blouse piece, Anju! But then, since you're using a readymade wala one, this won’t be needed,” Arun said as he continued to sit on his knees and neatly pull out her pleats. It was finally the day when Manish and Sandhya were getting engaged, Luckily for Anjali Ramesh and Rani are taking care of the venue and dealing with the clients, while Anjali got ready in a sky blue saree which she had got for her wedding from her In-laws. Arun had been looking a little nervous about it but watching his wife roam around their home getting ready eagerly made him think it was all worth it. It was their first time attending a function after their wedding couple and the excitement in Anjali’s face was not something that could be hidden. Anjali focused on doing her hair and looking perfect while now Arun sat on their mattress watching her wear her
Authorr 's Pov The walk back to their home was in complete silence. Anjali had no idea what his father told him but she understood it was something to do with her selling her jewellery.“Anjali” He called his voice serious and loud “Huh?” Anjali asked, his change in tone did something to her. She was so used to his soft tone now.“I am sorry,” He said and eventually they both stopped walking and stood. And now when Arun uttered these words Anjali’s temper rose a bit “For what Arun?” she asked in the same tone as his, folding her hands across her chest.Arun bowed his head down, not uttering anything which made Anjali’s temper rise even more“Tell me” She demanded “My dad….your jewellery! Anjali, I’ll promise to do anything to return your things” he said, words struggling to get a grip on his tongue.Anjali left a breath out pushed her sling back to his chest and walked away in anger.Arun Ran behind her yelling her name.“Hey please yaar!”He begged as he followed her “Please wha
Author's povNervous was not the word for the feeling Anjali felt at the moment, as she stood ready wearing a yellow salwar suit, trying to look perfect.After all, she was on her way to meet her In-laws, whom she had not met since a month now.Something in Anjali said that today’s day won't end well but she couldn't do anything other than hope for good cause her husband had made up his mind to bring back her bags.“Arun! Why can't you just go and grab the damn bag and come off” Anjali asked for the third timeNot that she did not want to go but she hated the drama that would unfold there, especially since she had already witnessed the father-son fight and to avoid that she was trying to convince her husband who was by now used to the drama “Aye! It's you who told me to fight your fears right? Come let's fight” Arun told to which Anjali pouted “They are your parents, Man,” she said kicking the floor “And you're In-laws sweetheart “ Arun said immediately after she finished to which
AUTHOR's POVThe next day seemed to rise faster than they even imagined, Anjali was the first one to rise but she did not move from the mattress, she rolled and looked at her husband sleeping peacefully.Since they slept on the terrace, the morning ray’s glow seemed more precious as it hit her husband’s face, making his pretty features highlighted.All of sudden Anjali liked the way it sounded, him as her husband just like yesterday how Arun felt. Though she had no idea Arun liked it too.Arun was someone who entered her life all of a sudden, Turning her life completely upside down. His entry was a surprise to her in all ways but interesting in a way it somehow healed her inner child.Anjali had always been that perfect child who caused no trouble to her late parents or her brother even to her teachers, she was the perfect kid who did everything right while Arun whom she saw was the opposite of everything that she was. She liked seeing him doing things that she wouldn't dare to do, so
"Are you sure about it Anjali?" Arun asked for the 10th time in an hour and like always Anjali nodded as yes "It's just for a day Arun, I'll manage it off, don't worry, " she said patting his shoulders while Arun packed his bag Arun nodded but he still looked unsure.A week had passed since Anjali had signed Arun up for the cups and cakes show and lucky enough for Arun, he received a call from the team to visit them tomorrow to discuss things further.Anjali had to stay cause she was needed in her company hence Arun was pushed to attend the team meeting alone.Leaving his beloved bakery and his ahem...wife alone.Anjali walked out of the room and went to their kitchen and packed the croissants Arun had baked in the morning to sell in the bakery.Anjali had started having a liking towards the bakery, it brought her so much joy working there, helping him around while she was away from her work or home.It felt nice handling a business, at least on a smaller scale for now.Soon enough
Anjali woke up a bit early today! Despite being Monday her mood felt good and right now she sat in the foyer of their house with rice flour in her hand. She was trying to come up with a traditional kolam design but was failing miserably (Kolam is the simpler version of rangoli without the colour power) Though she was failing she was not alone she had her husband sitting next to her with his hands on his cheeks, his eyes full of sleep and their only bed sheet had covered him. “Arghh! I messed it up again this is wrong too” Anjali pouted trying to figure out where she had gone wrong "33 "Arun counted "What 33 "Anjali asked "33 times it has come wrong, "Arun said still sleepy “Don’t demotivate me you racoon” Anjali said stretching her hand in front of his face, purposely applying a good amount of the rice flour used for the Kollam on his face Arun was caught off guard and blinked rapidly as the rice flour settled on his face. He wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, a
AUTHOR 'S POV Two weeks had passed in a blur since their visit to the mall Things felt lost ,tougher yet something in Arun and Anjali struggled not to give up.From working hours together and still having sleepless nights -Arun and Anjali were still in the process of adjusting to the things and enjoying the learning processAnd last night was one such sleepless night ! And now Arun was sleeping on the soft mattress completely shirtless,the blankets covering until his waist line and his muscular back giving a show.Waking up to the sound of his wife running around Arun sat on the matress rubbing his eyes."You up?" Anjali asked as she walked in to the room and placed the coffee mug by his side.Arun still looked like he was processing the trauma of waking up and Anjali Chuckled watching him and his messed up hair and rub his eyes and sit in the matress like a 8 year old kid who was awake for school .It was Sunday and basically a free day for Anjali but not for Arun! He knew he was j
AUTHOR'S POVCHAPTER 22 "yellow colour suits you more anju!" Arun said as he leaned to the clothes rack in the shop with his hands folded across his chest and Anjali nodded her head in dismay"You said the same to every colour dress i wore Arun!" Anjali said and he smiled"You look good in every dress you wear anju!" He smiled and Anjali nodded at him smiling.A few days after their wedding and Anjali understood one thing about him.His words, either compliments or words of pain or happiness everything were straight from his heart.No ifs or buts it was straight to the point, be it making her heart melt or her cheeks heat or her heart skip her beat.His words had the power and she was quick to notice it.Right now, Anjali and Arun were in the mall to purchase a few things for their home and a few clothes."Alright i will take this yellow top and now let's go buy some shirts for you!" Anjali said and Arun stood like a stone not moving inspite of her trying to drag him by his wrist