Two months laterRohan's povNisha has gone mad and I am thinking of making it official. I don't know what has happened to her. Since last week she has been acting crazy. Sometimes she may laugh, otherwise will cry. She is a big fan of paneer kofta but now she makes yuck and dirty faces on seeing it.Seriously!!! Will girls change like this?Now I am scared to go in front of her. What if she eats me?.I thought to tell this to ma but later dropped it down as I decided to wait for some more days to find her problem.Oh lordToday is Roshni's and Dhruv's engagement. And we all were busy decorating the house, buying clothes in the last few days when Nisha's problem arose.Gathering some courage I opened the door to see my wifey struggling to tie the dori of her blouse and I must say she is looking absolutely enchanting in the outfit selected by me and we both are color coordinated too. "I will kill the bloody person who found this dori waala blouse." she was cursing continuously struggl
"Where are others ?. I want to see them too." Nisha asked, jumping from the bed while Rohan immediately ran and held her."Hey don't jump like this. Remember our baby is here too." Rohan said, caressing her empty stomach in care. Nisha rolled her eyes and slapped his arm."I know ok. Now let's go." Nisha snapped and dragged him out of their room. Rohan groaned and cursed her mood swings.The couple reached near the stairs with happy smiles. But their steps halted hearing Geetha's shout."Rohini ji I am telling you that girl is a disgrace to your family. I never wanted my first child to be a daughter but look what happened. Due to her birth many problems arose in my family. And on her first birthday, my parents died. So I am telling you, her kid will bring problems only." Geetha spat out. The colour on Nisha's face drained instantly. Her body started trembling. Rohan saw this and immediately held her in his arms."Nisha shh. Relax love." he whispered gently, rubbing her back. Hearing s
Nisha's delivery date was approaching and the Nanda's were anxiously waiting for the day. Rohan was always there with Nisha in her hard days like helping her in personal needs, feeding etc.. Nisha's baby bump was so big that she could hardly see her legs. And so she started wearing Rohan's shirts at night and maternity clothes in the morning. Sometimes she used to be insecure about her body but Rohan will remove those unwanted thoughts by loving her.Today Rohan got an emergency call from the hospital and was supposed to go. He was apprehensive as Nisha was on her last day. But she assured him that she would be alright and made him go to the hospital. After giving a lot of instructions to her, he finally went."Nisha, I think your baby will be like Monu." Rohini said giving a plate of ladoos to Nisha."Why ma." Nisha asked and took a bite of the sweet."Because in childhood Rohan was a fan of ladoos. He used to eat a whole jar and I would scold him." Rohini said with a smile while Nis
Nisha's pov🗯Life is a journey and the road we travel has twists and turns which sometimes leads us to the unexpected places and unexpected people.But in turn it always lead us to our destination🗯How true the lines are....Life is very unexpected isn't it. We will dream about something but it will happen the opposite. Once I hated my life down to the core because the situation was like that and now everything changed completely and I am loving this phase.Many things happened within these years. The worst situation was my parents death. It was an absolute shock to all of us. And it happened the night before my Ishaan's first birthday. The moment I saw their dead bodies, literally my heart stopped beating . My papa, who loved me with all heart, left me. Though I am angry with my mother after knowing her real nature, I never hated her.That night I didn't cry, instead I stared at their dead bodies covered with white sheets. Nitin's and Nitya's screams, Ishaan's cries, others pitiful
~~~ Every day is a new beginning. Take a deep breath, smile and start again ~~~Nisha's povNew day , new calls , new tasks. The morning sun rays hit my face, which makes me wake from my beauty sleep. I woke up and sat on the bed with closed eyes. After some time, I opened my eyes and turned towards the window. Two birds were chirping, sitting on the branches of a tree. Leaves were moving to and fro due to the sweet breeze. Flowers were blooming due to the sun rays . What a beautiful creation !It was 6:30 in the morning. I jumped from the bed and stretched my hands. For a few days, I stopped doing yoga. Now I should start again. I love to keep my body fresh and relax . So I prefer yoga rather than doing some heavy exercises.I took my salwar suit and went to change. After 15 minutes of spending time in the washroom, I came out and started to do my makeup. In the case of makeup, I only do three things. Just applying kajal , then lip balm and at last a small bindi that's all. I hate ma
~~What is meant to be will always find its way ~~Nisha's povFinally, my last class, according to the schedule, got over. I went to my table and started to pack my things while thinking about Baba's words. One thing I know is that he was really serious.Huh, whatever it is ,let's face it.I was standing in the parking area waiting for Nitin. After 10 minutes he came. I settled myself in the passenger seat and he started the car to our home."Di, how was your day?" Nitin asked me while driving."Oh, it was normal like always. Projects , assignments , meetings like that. " I replied while taking the water bottle from my bag."Di, why can't you spare those poor children from these projects and all. Let them enjoy some time with their friends and their family. " He said, and I looked at him while gulping down the water ."Oh, Nitin, these projects , assignments are needed for their academic studies, not for my happiness. Sometimes I also feel bad, seeing their difficulties but what can I
~~Nothing can break the invisible thread between two people who are meant to be ~~Rohan's pov"There was a minor block in his heart. But we removed it through surgery. Now, the patient is fine. We will shift him to the ICU for observation.After explaining the patient's condition to his relatives, I went to my cabin.After throwing my dirty scrubs to the dustbin, I washed my face and hands. The surgery was a hectic one. It took two more hours.Thank god everything went fine.I removed my coat and placed it on the couch. Sitting on my rolling chair, I took another patient's file to study about him. I was busy reading when my phone started ringing.It was from mom. I frowned at seeing it because she never used to call me during work time. I sighed and picked up the call."Monu."Fuck this name."Yes Ma". I tried to sound sweet."Monu, when will you come home today?". I frowned at this question as she knew when I would come."Mom what type of question is this, you know when I am coming
~~ Find your soul ~~Nisha's povI was getting ready for my college when Mumma barged into my room."Nishu, what are you wearing?". She asked, looking at me from head to toe."What is wrong with this dress Ma". I questioned back in confusion because I was wearing simple descent anarkali and I didn't find any problem with it."Oh god this girl !. Nishu did you forget. Today the Nanda family is coming to see you. So go and change into a saree".Oh shit I totally forgot about it.God what will I do?"But mumma why saree. This dress is nice na." I love sarees but it will take an hour for me to wear them. That's why I am always preferring salwars , anarkalis over sarees."Nishu, this dress is good. But today is special. So you should look more beautiful. And sarees really suit you beta. So go and change".Beautiful...My foot. I want them to reject me ."But mumma it is really hard to wear a saree ". I whined."I will help you Nishu. Now go and take that pink saree". Like a defeated child,