First date ❤️❤️

4 years ago

Mikky

@MidnightLibrary

The business meeting was going well,everything was running smoothly,and despite their busy schedule the new love birds spent time with each other,.In the evening when Sanyogita came into her room ,she took shower ,she came out from the bathroom in her bathrobes .

She was weeping her hair by the towel suddenly the bell rang.She opened the door,there was a delivery boy who had brought percel for her. She at first taken aback to see him,but as per information given by the delivery man it was for her.She took the percel and closed the door.She was looking suspicious ,she was going to open the box her mobile buzzed once on the bed .She glance at there,pick up the phone ,checking her whatsapp a beautiful smile appeared on her lips”It’s going to be a memorable night for you,because of you I smile lot these days.”

She had assumed everything.She kept the phone on the bed and open the box,she was surprised to see A long gorgeous black dress in the box.There was also card on which was written “Just get ready and come to here”

Sanyogita ready her after reading the card, the driver lead to her at spot ,she came down from the car,a man came and took her to a place ,she followed him,at each step each man came and gave her a flower,she was surprised .Finally she had reached at a spot ,she did not find anyone there,suddenly the switched had off of there,she was startled and at the same little bit frightened .She closed her eyes ,within a fraction of second the lights came back,her heart on her mouth.There was showering of flower fell on her,she was flabbergasted to see Prithvi in knee bending posture in front of her.He was wearing a black suit with black trouser which gave him a dashing look with a diamond ring in his hand.

“Sanyo,will you be my girlfriend”he proposed her with so much passion and love in his eyes for her
Her eyes welled up with tears ,Both of them looking into each other without blinking eyes

“I feel comfortable with you like I can share everything without thinking or manipulating.I know it's the first time for both of us,maybe I am acting a bit romantic,but what’s wrong with it to be romantic in love. You made me a better person and I want to be a part of your life for a lifetime.Sanyo, WILL YOU BE MY GIRLFRIEND”Prithvi again asked her but this is aloudly .

Sanyogita stood frozen, her words caught in the vortex of emotions swirling within her. Her hands instinctively rose to cover her mouth, as if to contain the torrent of feelings threatening to spill.

Tears welled up, overflowing like a dam broken, streaming down her cheeks. She nodded silently, her eyes locked onto Prithvi's, searching for reassurance.

Prithvi's gaze held hers, his intensity unwavering. "No, I want a reply," he urged, his voice low and husky. "Please, say something."

Sanyogita's hands dropped, her voice barely above a whisper. "I will always be yours." The words tumbled forth, a confession born of raw emotion.

"I have not only given you my heart," she continued, her voice strengthening with conviction, "I have given you my soul, my everything."

Prithvi's eyes blazed with adoration as he slid the ring onto her finger. He rose, drawing her into a passionate embrace. Time stood still as they savored the moment.

Finally, they parted, gasping for air. Prithvi's fingers intertwined with hers, leading her on a mysterious journey.

"Prithvi, where are you taking me?" Sanyogita asked, wonder lacing her voice, excitement dancing in her eyes.

"Just a surprise, wait," he whispered, his smile hinting at secrets.

The path wound through lush greenery, the sound of gentle lapping growing louder. Sanyogita's curiosity intensified.

As they reached the lake's edge, Prithvi released her hand. "Open your eyes, Sanyo."

Sanyogita's gaze drifted upward, drawn by the distant hum of a helicopter. The aircraft soared through the cerulean sky, leaving a trail of white smoke in its wake.

As she watched, mesmerized, the smoke began to take shape, forming letters that seemed to hover in mid-air:

"I LOVE YOU SANYOGITA"

Her heart skipped a beat. The words hung suspended, a declaration of devotion visible from afar.

But the pilot wasn't finished. With a precision that bordered on artistry, the helicopter emitted a fresh burst of smoke, crafting a delicate heart around the words.

The symbolism was breathtaking. Sanyogita's eyes welled up, tears streaming down her face. She had never imagined such a grand, sky-scribed confession.

The moment transcended reality, becoming a larger-than-life masterpiece. Time stood still as she absorbed the magnitude of Prithvi's gesture.

The helicopter banked and turned, flying away, but the words and heart remained, etched in the sky like a promise.

Sanyogita's tears flowed unchecked, her soul overflowing with joy. She felt seen, cherished, and loved.

Sanyogita turned to Prithvi, her eyes locking onto his. His gaze held a depth she'd never seen before.

"There was something about you that drew me in from the very first day," Prithvi began, his voice low and husky. "You shared your world with me – your family, feelings, sorrows, and pain."

His words painted a picture of vulnerability and trust.

"When you cried out your grief to me, I felt an unbreakable bond between us," Prithvi confessed, his eyes burning with emotion. "Sanyo, I love you."

Sanyogita's breath caught. She stood frozen, speechless.

Then, with a surge of emotion, she flung her arms around Prithvi, embracing him with every fiber of her being. The hug was a promise – a vow to cherish and hold onto this love forever.

Prithvi wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. Their hearts beat as one.

Sanyogita's lips traced a path of tender kisses across his face – forehead, nose, cheeks, and finally, his lips.

"I love you, Prithvi," she whispered, her voice trembling. "I love you more than anything."

Prithvi's thumbs gently swept away Sanyogita's tears, his fingers cradling her face. His eyes burned with adoration as he leaned in, their lips meeting in a passionate, soul-stirring kiss.

His hands slid into her hair, tangling in the soft locks as he deepened the kiss. Sanyogita's arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer.

Their lips moved in perfect harmony, the world around them melting away. Prithvi's chest pressed against hers, his heartbeat synchronizing with hers.

They broke apart, gasping for air, only to crash back into each other's lips. The kiss was a promise, a seal on their love.

Finally, they parted, foreheads touching, eyes locked.

Over dinner, Sanyogita's voice trembled with emotion. "Today, for the first time, I feel truly special. I never imagined I'd find someone who loves me this much."

Prithvi's gaze softened, his hand reaching across the table to intertwine with hers.

Sanyogita's eyes sparkled with happiness. "You make me feel seen, heard, and loved."

Prithvi's smile lit up the room. "You deserve to feel that way every day."

As they finished dinner, Prithvi walked Sanyogita home, hand in hand. The night air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers.

They stood outside her door, reluctant to part. Prithvi's fingers traced her cheek, sending shivers down her spine.

"I love you," he whispered, his breath warm against her ear.

"I love you too," Sanyogita replied, her voice barely audible.

Their lips met in a soft, gentle kiss, a promise of forever.

*********
It was 12 “O'clock midnight they were again discussing many things,sanyogita told her about her childhood memories.Prithvi also told her about him,how he was repeatedly scolded by his teachers at his schools and at home to his father.

She asked him “why are you not like your father,Prithvi?’’

Prithvi answered that his Dad always wanted rules and discipline After the death of his mother he was only busy at his work,he did not have time for his son.

“I don’t know,whatever it may be but he is your Dad and I’m sure he loves you so much”she whispered

Prithvi listented her without any response,she did not stop,continue”Never judge someone without knowing the reason behind their behaviour.After your Maa passed away,your dad must have felt lonely as well,you remember you had told me this that you dad and mom deeply in love of each other.That’s why may be he tried to make himself busy in his work.Did you ever try consoling him,telling him that you were going to be his strength?’’you could have shared whatever he felt.You could have tried being a friend rather than a son.Did you ever try this with him?’’

Prithvi did reply ,he sat up ,Did not make eye contact with her ,Sanyogita moved closed to him and encircled her arms around him “I know you are feeling bad,but Prithvi try to understand ,you had always busy with your friends in parties,hangout but other side your dad was also need attention ,family support especially from his son.Didn't you think that ?’’

Prithvi now looked up at her and with a halved smile he pulled her closer to him”Hm, You are right,Sanyo,I should have to think this before” he kissed on her forehead.

“Raat bhi chuke hai,ab mujhe chalna chaiye''he was going to leave,Sanyogita caught his hand and she did not want to sleep tonight,she wanted to talk more.



Prithvi smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners, as Sanyogita whispered, "Can I call you Raj?" Her gaze was upturned, searching for his response, her voice barely audible.

He opened his eyes, surprised, and met her gaze, his mind racing with wonder. Where did she know his nickname from? "What did you say?" he asked, his voice low and husky, his eyes narrowing slightly as he studied her clueless expression.

Sanyogita's head still rested on his broad shoulder, her fingers idly playing with the buttons of his shirt. "You addressed yourself as Raj when we talked for the very first time in Goa," she whispered, her voice filled with a soft intimacy.

Prithvi's eyes widened, memories flooding back, and a slow smile spread across his face. He remembered the moment, the connection they shared, and the nickname he'd revealed to her in a moment of vulnerability.

" You didn't remember? "" She asked, confused

" Ohh! Alas ! I forgot." He bites his tongue

She chuckled " " You wrote the diary and …look at.. " she wondered in disbelief

" I remembered everything and everything related to you . I forgot about this"!

She grinned" It's not about me it's about you Mr."

Seeing her laughing he chuckled " Perhaps I forgot because this name is only used by my Mom. She only called me Raj. After she had gone I never let anyone address me with this name" His voice slowed down, A sudden surge of emotions, proudness of love for his mother aroused in his heart.

Sanyogita's smiley face fades away and is replaced with a tightened jaw. She felt a knot in her chest.

"Why did you choose this name for me in our first conversation then ?" She asked him straight, without breaking the gaze
Prithvi stared at her and noticed her rigid vision " I don't know. Why I told you my nickname, it came randomly and I didn't stop myself then. As if I didn't want to. "

"Why?" Sanyogita asked, her voice laced with curiosity and innocence, her eyes sparkling with questioning.

Prithvi's gaze met hers, his eyes studying the depths of her expression, as he cradled her in his arms. His hand gently enveloped her right hand, which was still resting on his shirt button, his fingers intertwining with hers.

His eyes dropped to the ring on her finger, the one he had placed there earlier that night. "My heart might have found the shadow of my mom's, that's why," he whispered, his voice low and husky, his hazel brown eyes oscillating against hers.

Sanyogita's skin prickled with goosebumps as she met his gaze, her heart swelling with emotion. Her eyes remained fixed on his, as if magnetized by the depth of feeling within them. Her heart grew heavier, her breath catching in her throat, as she felt the weight of his words settle deep within her.

Ghosebums dotted over the skin of Sanyogita. Her heart is becoming heavier. Her arrows glued against his charming hazel brown orbs.

Prithvi saw her take his hand closer to her face and she started to kiss his hand tenderly. Her lips brushing against his skin in tender, whispery kisses. "Itna pyaar karte they..." (You loved me that much...), she whispered, her voice trembling.

Prithvi's eyes never left hers, his expression unchanging. "Wrong," he whispered back, his voice low and husky. "I didn't love you... I'm loving you every moment."

Sanyogita's eyes widened in astonishment, her gaze flashing with surprise and delight. She felt the weight of his words settle deep within her, like a key fitting perfectly into a lock.

As Prithvi's gaze met Sanyogita's, he became lost in the depths of her large, beautiful black eyes, his attention drawn to the inviting curve of her lips. Without breaking eye contact, he leaned in closer, his head bent to reach her mouth. Their lips brushed against each other, sending shivers down their spines.

As they stood there, suspended in the moment, Prithvi's hands gently guided Sanyogita backwards, lowering her onto the bed. He cradled her head in his palm, placing it gently on the pillow. The dim light casts a warm glow over them, their faces inches apart, their breathing synchronized.

Sanyogita's body rested on Prithvi's arm, her eyes locked on his as he gazed down at her. The air was charged with tension, their hearts beating in unison. Suddenly, a flicker of fear danced in Sanyogita's chest, her nervousness palpable as she sensed the rising vibration of Prithvi's chest pressing against her curves.

"Raj..." she mumbled, her voice barely audible, her eyes searching for reassurance.

A soothing smile spread across Prithvi's lips as he heard Sanyogita whisper "Raj", her voice barely audible. "I know, Jaan... I know my limits. Don't worry, we'll have our moment, but only when you're ready, never against your will." His words were laced with gentle reassurance.

Leaning forward, he brushed a tender kiss against her forehead. Sanyogita's heart skipped a beat as his lips made contact with her skin, sending shivers down her spine. The touch was pure, real, and electrifying, leaving her wondering if she was dreaming or living the most magical moment of her life.

Time stood still as Prithvi's gaze locked onto hers, his eyes filled with adoration and understanding. "It's too late to sleep," he whispered, his voice genuine and husky, sending a flutter through her chest.

" But I wanted to hear more about your family. Pls " Although it was a request but more sounded like demand
In front of her stubbornness he gave up.

Rest of the night either of them spent together talking about their family, childhood memories, happy, bad days and many more.



He had no option but to sleep next to her.While she was sleeping,Prithvi lay next to her and looking at her innocent face with love in his eyes.After that he also went to dozed of sleep.

The business trip is over Now they moved forward for India

As they soared through the skies in their private jet, the flight attendants made their way down the aisle, one of them stopped beside Prithvi and Sanyogita. "Sir, what can I get for you for lunch?" she asked, her smile bright and welcoming.

But Prithvi didn't respond. He was still lost in Sanyogita's gorgeous eyes, his gaze entranced by the sparkle within them.

Sanyogita, noticing his distraction, intervened, her voice soft and gentle. "We've already ordered veg meals, thank you."

The attendant nodded and handed them their meals before moving on to the next row. Sanyogita nudged Prithvi, her eyes encouraging him to start eating. "Don't you want to have lunch?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Sanyogita's cheeks flushed a deep pink as Prithvi leaned in closer, his hand stroking the back of her chair before wrapping around her waist. "I think I'm craving something sweeter than food," he whispered, his breath tickling her ear. "Something like... your lips."

Sanyogita blushed, her eyes sparkling with delight. "You're making me blush, Raj," she teased, her voice barely audible.

Prithvi chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Mission accomplished," he whispered, his breath tickling her ear. "I love seeing you blush, Jaan. It's like the whole world lights up."

And with that, he began to kiss her lips - softly at first, then with increasing passion.