Author’s POVIt's been a few days since Rishi had a face off with his past memories. Now everything was quite at peace for him. He and Anbu started to spend more quality time with each other, the more they get close the more he fears about something he doesn't know. Yet he tries his best to give Anbu the best of him. He indeed wants to move on and start a fresh life with Anbu. Rishi has already begun to have expectations about their married life. But, life is all about cooperating with things which happen opposite to expectations. Let's wait and watch where Rishi's expectations will lead him and how he's gonna react to it.On the other side Anbu is in love with him head over hills. It didn't take long to fall for Rishi, he is all a girl could ask for. She felt blessed with her content life, a partner like Rishi, strict yet loveable parents and two crazy friends, that's all she is happy with her treasures. Smiling on her random thoughts Anbu sipped the mocktail, while glancing at Ris
Author's POVRishi's head snapped at the source of direction, his unstable eyes fell on a kid who was running away from her mother. A sudden rush of relief passed through his soul, when he realised that the kid's name is Anu too. Not that Anu who he was expecting. A part of him was afraid while another part of him was desperate to get a glimpse of his Anu. Sighing in relief, he turned around only to face Anbu with a questioning look. Rishi mentally face is palmed seeing her like that. " So, her name is Anu, " Anbu asked him, narrowing her eyebrows. Smart she. Rishi nodded his head stealing glances at her. He cursed his inner self for being such a desparate stupid to forget everything around him in a desire of see Anu. For a moment he even forgot Anbu when he heard Anu. He couldn't imagine how Anbu might have felt when he behaved like that. A moment of silence occurred. Anbu shook her head dramatically and resumed to walk forward, while Rishi followed her like a lost puppy. " A
Somewhere in Delhi.Third person's POV" Ria, hand me the water jug. '' After calling out my three years old daughter's name, I continued to cut the extra grown and dried leaves of plants using the scissor. My sharp eyes were fully concentrated on work. When I didn't get any response from my daughter, I called her name again."Ria, mumma said something baby ""Ria""Riaa" this time my voice was a little louder and sharp that made my daughter flinch in fear.Turning my head back I looked at Ria, who was sitting on the floor with a cactus in her hand. Ria's eyes were all fixed with floors.Seeing my
Anu's POVAnother pair of tears rolled down my cheeks when I sobbed silently covering my mouth with both of my palms. The running water on me didn't calm my burning self. The lump created in my throat was making it hard for me to breathe.My hands were shaking, my lips were trembling and my whole body was burning.Another shriek of cry left my mouth thinking of how pathetic i was after realising that i had been raped by someone in my unconciousness. How helpless and broken I was after knowing that someone had snatched my innocence from me without my consent. How disgusting i felt when i was binge harassed in local train, how disgusted i was when i saw a man in his forties staring at my breasts during project meetings, the dirtiness i felt when i was desparetly seraching for a job in D
Rishi's POVLovePeople would think that, Love is beautiful, love gives a reason to smile, love Is full of magic and surprise, until they experience the kind of love which rips their heart into two, the kind of love which makes them stuck in a period from where they can't go back nor move forward. the kind of love which snatches away their sleep, peace and the ability to trust someone again. the kind of love which shows hell on earth. The kind of love which made me unknown, helpless and pathetic.the kind of love which I have experienced and still going through it. a low chuckle left from my lips when I recalled the days of my day dreaming about how loveable the love would be, I was so stupid to think that love makes people happy, until I got hit with the reality where all I could get from this love is Pain, sorrow and
Author's POVblinking her eyes for the nth time Anbu huffed at her attempt of sleeping. rubbing her eyes hard she cursed the night for no reason. It's been an hour since she was trying to sleep yet she didn't get even an ounce of sleep. her eyes are burning now, she badly needs a few minutes of peaceful sleep and relaxation after all that long walks with Rishi.After returning to her home she had to face her strict parents who were already waiting for her at the hall when Rishi dropped her off and left. their heat gaze alarmed her.She knew she had to return before ten at night as it was her father's strict order. initially she made up her mind to return back before ten, but being with Rishi she enjoyed every moment. she wanted that moment to continue for a little longer. She didn't want to leave his warmth so soon, con
Anbu's POVIt seems so horrible to do it, but not doing it makes me feel like a culprit. I wanted to stop looking at those chocolate brown eyes which were doing something to me that I'm unable to describe. it feels so weird and ahhh..it's weird that's it.Not wanting to disappoint him I nod my head slightly giving the hint that he was looking for in my eyes from the past few seconds. I could feel the insensitivity turning more deep into the air, when I saw him decreasing the few inches of gap between our lips. and With a jolt he kissed me with his eyes closed for god knows what. where my eyes grew bigger feeling his lips moving against mine, I couldn't stop myself from circling my arms around his neck. The soft and rough connection of our lips left me numb to think about anything else. I should admit, indeed he's Good kisser.
Anbu's POV" Rishi," I tried for the last time to grab his attention on me, luckily it worked. indeed he realised that he was crushing me into his tight hug. It's been a few minutes since he was having his time with his out busters. I didn't interrupt him in between his crying. I let him cry as much as he wants until he runs out of tears. I didn't have any clue about how to make him comfortable so I just put my hands around him and patted his back until he came to his normal state. but he went even wild, crying every passing minute. I don't know if it's because he's drunk or he was broken beyond repair. I tried to call him a few times when his hold got tighter on me and I had difficulty breathing. Yet I thought to let him be what he wanted for a few moments until I felt hard to breathe, and I had to tap a shoulder to let him know that he's crushing me.losing his grip on me, h