( Before 2 months, on their wedding night)
Koushalya's POV
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"Errrr............hmm......." I cleared my throat to gain Sanjiv's attention as his eyes were closed as he was sitting on the bed leaning on the headrest of the bed, his both hands were warped with each other till his chest. He must be tired from all the chores in the morning.
Right now, I'm standing in my room holding the milk glass for him.
It's our first night.
As I thought, he opened his eyes and looked at me from head to toe......and that made me feel shy for some unknown reason.
" You came....sorry I just felt a little bit tired don't know when sleep overtook me," he said in an apologetic tone and sat straight on the bed.
" It's ok....." I told him to place the milk glass on the table. I sat on the bed leaving a long space between us.
Although Amma told me to touch his feet to take blessings from him, I'm not going to do that. I don't think there's any need for it. He's also human-like me, besides we both are equal in this relationship. All we need is understanding, loyalty, and Little love from each other, and I think slowly everything will work between us.
" You have to drink half of the milk......" I said as he looked at me, it wasn't what I wanted to say, I just blurred whatever came into my mind. I wanted to excuse myself and change into something comfortable. This jewelleries and heavy-worked saree make me suffocate.
" Hmm.........." He just hummed in response.
" ahm....... you can change into something comfortable if you're not feeling comfortable," he said making me relive, this is what I wanted.
" ...aaa...... I'll be back in a while" saying this I gave him a nervous smile and went to change. I could feel his gaze behind me, but I didn't dare to look back at him.
Taking my nightwear from my suitcase, I changed into it in the washroom, and I washed my face along with the makeup. Wiping my face with a towel, I freed my hair from that jasmine. I had to almost fight with the bunch of hairpins. After that, I put my hair in a loose bun.
After removing all the jewelry except thali, I checked myself for the last time in the mirror before going out.
As I came out, Sanjiv's eyes snapped at me from his phone. Slowly taking baby steps I walked to him and stood there without knowing what to do next.
" Why are you standing there? Come sit here " he said, and I did as he said.
We both didn't speak anything for a moment, I was playing with the ham on my t-shirt. There was an awkward silence between us. And I'm hell nervous. I want to talk but I don't know what is stopping me. It feels like my systems aren't cooperating with my brain functions. First of all, I need to calm down, otherwise, I'll blurt something out of nervousness.
I was in my world of thoughts when I felt his presence near me. I looked up at him, Sanjiv was so close to me and I didn't expect this.
Before he could do and say anything, " I'm feeling sleepy, shall we sleep? Please? '' I said with begging eyes. I know I should talk to him about so many things, but right now I'm not ready for that. These wedding night vibes aren't doing anything good to my mood. It would be better if I talk to him by tomorrow.
He looked a little disappointed, seeing his eyes I can understand. He must've been waiting for me to talk about something. But what can I do when my thoughts aren't clear?
" Hmmm.....you can sleep, I'll be back after getting fresh up," he said and left.
Using this chance I sighed in relief. I switched off the lights and lay down on the bed. I left enough space for him to sleep in comfort.
Covering myself with a duvet, I curled into a ball, I don't know why I'm so confused. This is the first time I'm behaving like this, why am I even scared of talking to him? I mean it's not like he will eat me alive then why I'm feeling these all weird things? ......maybe it's a part of first-night vibes.
After a few minutes I heard door sounds, it must be Sanjiv. Closing my eyes, I pretend like I'm sleeping.
I can hear his heavy breaths nearing me in each passing second. Abruptly I felt the bed dip beside me, he must have laid down.
He will fall asleep in a few minutes with these thoughts. I was about to fall into a deep sleep when I felt his touch on my skin. His hand was resting on my waist.
Wait how and When did he get inside my duvet?
But what he did next was beyond my imagination.
He closed the distance between us by hugging me from behind, before I could say anything he buried his face into my neck and started to place kisses on my neckline.
God! Why do I have to be stuck in such a situation?
I have to stop him, before he goes further, taking my courage I said "Sanjiv.... I'm not ready for this......try to understand " as soon as he heard me, he stopped whatever he was doing and sat up straight.
I too sat up adjusting my t-shirt, he was silent for a moment. It seemed like he was having a conversation with himself.
" sorry........I thought you were ok with it........I'm sorry.......take your own time I won't disturb you" he spoke with an apologetic tone.
Oh......so he misunderstood my silence as an agreement for whatever he did. I don't know what to say. I just nod my head and lay down.
He too slept facing the other side of the bed. I should have talked to him before, but my hesitation made him confused.
But he also should have asked me rather than jumping on me like that, he scared me. Don't know how I'm going to adjust myself with him.
Let's hope for the best.
Thinking about all the past events of our awkward moment, I smiled and kissed him in the photo frame which I was holding in my hand till now.
Sometimes he behaves so weirdly that it's hard to understand him, yet I like him for his unique personality.
Placing the frame in its previous place, I want to look after kitchen work.
Author's POV °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° " Sanjiv, don't you want to join us for lunch? " Asked one of Sanjiv's colleagues, Vinod. standing at the entrance of Sanjiv's cabinet. " Naah, you guys carry on...I have some important work to finish " Sanjiv replied, without looking up, he was engrossed in checking the files. " Ok....as you say " saying that Vinod left as he knows Sanjiv doesn't like to repeal himself. As soon as Vinod left, Sanjiv placed the files on his table, putting both hands on the back of his head. Sanjiv rested his back leaning more on his chair. Leaving a long sigh, he gazed at the wall in front of him. His mind was occupied with so many thoughts. He was recollecting the things which happened around him in these two months. Everything around him was changing so fast, he became a married man from a bachelor. Now he has to look after his wife and her needs, he has to be more responsible and pr
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Autor's POV Koushalya was sleeping peacefully, her previous thoughts about her husband and her future gave her hope. She eventually slept thinking about all those imaginary moments between her and Sanjiv. When Sanjiv came back from the kitchen, with lemon juice he found her sleeping peacefully. He didn't have the heart to wake her up. Placing the juice glass on the table, he pulled the duvet over her. Bending down till her level he placed a gentle kiss on her temple adjusting her few baby hairs which were falling on her face. Seeing her sleeping figure he felt so calm inside him, he always felt this calmness whenever she is around him. It's like she carries a positive vibe all the time. One by one he was gazing at her facial features, and at last his eyes stuck on her fuller lips which attracted him to touch it, suck it, and whatnot. Last night moments played inside his mind, h
Author's POV Koushalya gazed at his face for a good few seconds, hoping that he might be joking but when she saw the seriousness on his face. She understood. He's not joking. The atmosphere was getting serious just like their conversation. " Sanjiv, we have already talked about it before marriage.....you even assured me that you will never put rules regarding my job...then what changed you know ? " koushy asked him being impatient.....she got up from their bed and stood there facing him. While Sanjiv was still in his previous place. " See.....I said that in a different situation, and now......now it's different " Sanjiv told her with a poker face. He doesn't like to explain himself to anyone, and koushy is exceptional. " And what is different now? " Koushy asked, narrowing her eyebrows. She is too impatient to know his actual reason. " The difference is, now we are married.....I have
Author's POV " What do you mean? " Koushalya asked him being demented. "Yeah....... that day we had a big issue at our office, our one of chief manager misbehaved with one of the new interns......her name is vaani........she was our junior, that asshole manager got suspended for his deeds.......that day I was too disturbed to talk with anyone, that's why I didn't pick up your call....can you imagine how worst she would have felt when he touched her improperly, how disgusted she would have felt knowing his intention...and I don't even want you to imagine those things.......I just can't see you in her place..... please just for me.... this would be the last thing I'm asking you to quit.... please.....for me " koushy gazed at him with helpless eyes. She can't ignore his pleadings, and besides, she is deeply touched by his concern for her. Now she got his point, he doesn't want her to hurt....he doesn't want her to face the painful traumas.. that'
Author's POV " Where's my blue shirt? " "I can't find my watch " " Why is my pen isn't ironed yet? " " Is breakfast ready? " " I'm getting late kou " Before Sanjiv can spell Koushalya's name for another time his eyes meet with her glasses. Koushalya was standing at the entrance of their bedroom leaning on the door, while Sanjiv standing in front of the dressing table wrapping a towel around his waist. Water buds were flowing from his head to his V line. " What? Stop staring at me and start helping me koushy, I'm getting late " Sanjiv said with a frown. Koushy shook her head and walked inside with a 'done with it ' look. She went to his closet and took out his blue shirt along with a gray pent, which was ironed of course. Hending his clothes to him, koushy went to the dressing table and took out his watch from the first drawer, and put it on the table glaring at him.&n
Author's POV But as soon as she opened the door her smile faded away and a sadly surprised look took over her. " Mom, dad? '' Koushalya spoke with a hint of sadness when she saw her in-laws at the doorstep, instead of her husband. " See, my idea of surprise worked, " said Muthu with a proud smile while his wife Supriya nodded in agreement. Sanjiv's mother, Supriya, and his father Muthu smiled seeing their daughter in law, koushy covered her sadness with a smile and welcomed them Koushalya was a bit disappointed with Sanjeev not being there, that doesn't mean she dislikes her in-laws. Of Course not. She loves her in-laws just like she loves her parents. It's just she was expecting her husband and when she couldn't find him there, the sudden sadness took a few minutes to process. It's almost going to be three months of Koushalya and Sanjiv's marriage. And this is the first time that San
Author's POV Koushalya gasped as her back hit the wall, while Sanjiv placed both hands on either side of hers making her sandwich between the wall and him. His brown orbs were on her without any disturbance of the atmosphere. Koushalya raised her eyes bro at him still with the same stern face. He was annoying her by his bipolar behavior, at one moment he would ignore her, and the next moment he would behave as if she was his world. Sometimes understanding him is hard. She feels like here about what he wants and what he's doing. In these three months she understood one thing vastly, he doesn't have a clear mindset. Koushalya was pulled out from her thoughts when she felt him leaning towards her more. Taking off his one hand from the wall, Sanjiv placed it on her waist, maintaining eye contact with her. Slowly leaning towards her, he was just inches apart from her lips. Abruptly Koushalya stopped him by placing her pal