The Quill Part 3 - Page 29

I was hoping to see what Taroo would do if she finds some loophole or blunder at Towers Partners.. or maybe what they'd do if either of them finds the conveyance deed..

But this is just as interesting a prospect. There's a lot of opportunity for Prad here.. he was struggling to let go of the store in favour of his wife. Well, she did it. Now, will he step up to let her know that the store was an excuse to have her in his life?

Though the wife in question might just push him off one of his own towers.. however vulnerable, she doesn't seem like one who can digest a defeat like that easily.

But he's quite vindictive and ruthless too.. I remember what he did at that Gurgaon construction of theirs!! Will he end up razing the store to the ground?

Actually, he seems both angry and heartbroken!! Yeh karne kya wala hai ab?

The guilty alarms in my brain are screeching now.. I gotta go.

But before that, I have to mention some relationships that I loved equally, if not more than our lead pair..

Sumedha and Taroo

Harold, Taroo and Pradyut

Gopal and Sumedha

These guys made me feel all mushy and warm! 🥰

It's so sad to see them so upset.. now I'll have to keep reading to make sure they're happy 😂

I read it all in such a rush.. I'm going to do it again, reread slowly and just savour it. My head is full of the Bhushans and the Munjals.. I want to say so much.

But I've to go fill it with the world and it's problems 😣

Please don't let them be sad for long.. I wish for them to enjoy the baby!!

Hii !! Hope your doing well too , we are fine ♥️ you shared your views beautifully ... We all are floating in nishas writing world as always ❤️😳 If time permits , share your views regularly it's so good to read everyone's pov too 😊

Take care

I wanted to share something too , i started my book journey this January and I have read across 250+ books until now romance , mafia , college , dark etc but SOSY always have this pull towards me I don't know why I love so much the story I have read a multiple times and I have shared about it multiple times too with you'll .. Nisha will always be my fav author among other fav authors i have in this book journey of mine... I feel she should keep getting compliments again and again....I'm not gonna get tired of complimenting her for her writing... Sosy has so much effect on me may be it's mostly because of Tamil language and the reality of middle class home about appa and Amma and the emotional impact on the story ...this urge to keep talking about it here is because I don't have someone to talk about sosy i guess ...i have book friends who i keep talking about eg my all time fav dark verse book series , i really wish even sosy gets all around world recognition with all the translations so that everyone can read the story of R&B and II. Though I wanted to recommend sosy to my book friends they know only English and do not know Hindi and Tamil or else i would have done long time ago..

I loved all books of Nisha and I really wish some of the books which are incomplete to be completed too 🤗 and I'm currently waiting for pradyuts and taarus emotional connection which is yet to happen ❤️

Thank you for reading my thoughts.

You'll always be my fav author Nisha thank you ❤️

Beauty

They both were stubborn, he would not come out and tell her he was in love, she would not tell him he mattered to her

They enjoyed living with each other

They enjoyed each other

They were messy and imperfect, and yet fit like a puzzle

He was up before her most mornings, her tea was ready, he always made sure her phone was turned down when he left for work and she was asleep because he kept her up

He checked on her when she walked over to his parents

He killed spiders for her and shooed away bees, and pulled her toward him if they encountered an eager dog.

Their eyes met across the room frequently and exchanged notes wordlessly

He always kissed her as soon as they returned home, pinning her on the same spot on the wall, by the door, kissing the exact spot he first kissed her

He made her nervous by just looking at her

He picked up Harold with one hand and put him behind him, and rolled closer to her every night, “Find your own” he told the puppy firmly

“Tum dhoond do” she whispered as he gathered her in his arms

“I did my own, he can do his own”

She would put his laundry away or tidy his desk or dry his towel and be greeted by the most charming smile

“My leg is hurting too” he would taunt

“Let jao daba deti hoon” she would offer

He would, but she would bend down to kiss him and run

They spent hours in bed awake and laughing about their day

They were not room mates, they were passionate adversaries.

The reality was known to them and haunted them but the attraction so deep, it was left on the way side whenever they got close to each other

Purohit called him as he sat in the waiting room of the CM’s PA

“Yeah?”

“Do you want to review the pre wedding agreement? Can you stop by?”

“I have it already, and I don’t, no”

“Umm… are you retaining us for the….”

“I just want the Bhushans paid for the store for now please” he was irritated why Purohit was getting ahead of himself

“K sure”

“Thanks” he hung up and shook his head in frustration

Tushar was calling him

“Hey”

“Hey man, a bunch of us are going to go look at a bike enthusiast’s collection, wanna join us?”

“Whereabouts?”

“I can text you, I work like an 1:30 hr from home, its closer to my work” Tushar spent the next 15 minutes describing what was in the garage of this person

“Well worth it dude”

“I am waiting to see someone in the government”

“Oh phir tujhe 2 ghante lagenge”

“Great” he laughed

“Main wait karta hoon, tu meri office aa ja”

“Got it”

“Do u want to have dinner at home?”

“Umm.. probably not”

Dead silence

They both knew what the other person was thinking

“She is at my parents”

“Ah”

“Aaja ghar”

“Umm… not sure, lets go look at these beauties”

The men laughed at their juvenile joke

“Tujhe allowed hai bike ride karna?” Tushar asked casually since he knew Taaruni held the keys

“Totally” he said coldly

Taaruni was having dinner at tushar’s

Tushar had called his wife to ask her when the next Doc appt was so he could relay to Pradyut

Taaruni was in the terrace playing with Harold and the boys

Pallavi went upstairs to ask her

“Next week” Taaruni informed “Who wants to know”

“Umm…” Pallavi couldn’t lie she was flustered

“Pradyut is here?” Taaruni was eager

“No, not HERE” Pallavi reacted somberly

“Oh… I mean… yeah yeah I get it”

Pallavi turned around to leave, and turned again to see her SIL crouched on the floor, not paying attention to anything around her, her face had fallen

So much depth in their love, yet willing to give up….. pride is taking upperhand over love and life😭😭😭😭😭😭

Find your own” he told the puppy firmly

“Tum dhoond do” she whispered as he gathered her in his arms

“I did my own, he can do his own”

They do talk like this and the next moment they are back to zero….

We just got a glimpse into their daily life. They were so in tune with each other. This is worth salvaging.

Purohit is getting very annoying. He just wants to get a jump on the divorce proceedings. What a slimeball.

Will they see each other at dinner? Hope it does happen. Someone needs to lock them up in a room to talk.

Thank you!

I love reading and I particularly love her stories, her writing style, her characters... I mean, she's so much better than so many published authors!!

This is such good stuff.. especially, among stories based in Indian contexts. She deserves a much wider audience!

I love being here too.. I've decided to give more time to reading, though it might not be much atleast for a couple of months.