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Of the Start of a Happily Ever After
After returning home, a smile plastered onto my face because I just couldn't stop thinking about how things had transpired tonight, I changed into my nightwear of a black kurti and tights. We couldn't finish dinner back at the restaurant, so I was hungry, but really didn't have the energy to cook something for myself. Rubbing some lotion onto my limbs, I tied my hair up in a bun. Sahil would be here in a while, and since he would have had dinner at Chanda's place itself, I wasn't worried about cooking for him. As it was, he didn't like eating what I made, anyway,
I had just put on some moisturizer on my face, ready to get into bed with a novel, when the door bell rang. I guessed it was Sahil, although given how I had told Chanda to send him back around 11, this was quite soon for him to return. Keeping my book on the bed, I went ahead to open the door, and there on my doorway stood Shivaay. I was surprised, to say the least. He was still dressed in the same clothes as before, and the only difference was that he now held a brown paper bag in his hands. Looking up at me, he grinned a lopsided smile, raising the bag a little.
"Woh, actually, I realized we hadn't finished eating back there, so I brought some take away... He trailed off, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. I smiled so wide my cheeks almost hurt, but I couldn't help it. This man was too adorable for his own good. Stepping aside, I let him in and closed the door.
"So, what have we got? I asked, rubbing my hands together as we settled beside each other on the couch, and he set the bag on my old, stained coffee table. Instead of answering, he took out one of those white, one-time-use boxes, along with two spoons. Opening the box, he revealed to me our dinner- biriyani, that looked beautiful and smelled even more delicious. I couldn't help but squeal. This didn't look like something he had bought from a fancy 5-star restaurant, and because I knew how aversive he usually was to dhabas that sold these, I felt a glow inside me. Uncaring of how desperate I looked, I grabbed the spoon and dug into the delicacy. He chuckled, before following. Taking the first bite, he nodded appreciatively.
"This is pretty good, He said, taking another mouthful. I giggled because he had a piece of rice stuck on his stubble, and without thinking, I moved my hand to get it off. I felt him freeze a little at my touch, and couldn't help but let my fingers linger against his jawline a little, feeling his scratchy beard. Coming back to my senses and realizing how much of a cheapdi I must look, I cleared my throat and pulled away. Looking up at him again from the corner of my eyes, I saw him smiling to himself, and that made me simper.
When we had finished dinner and he had helped me clean up, I desperately tried to think of something that would keep him here longer, and thankfully my baggad billa beat me to it.
"Do you want me to keep you company till Sahil comes? He asked, his hands shoved his pockets. He looked really hot, having discarded his suit jacket earlier and rolled his shirt-sleeves up. I nodded, and we made our way to the couch again. I turned on the tv so that no awkwardness would ensue, but that wasn't necessary- in a few minutes, we were talking and laughing without any hesitation. I had crossed my legs beneath me on the couch, while he had one leg dangling down, his arm resting around the sofa. We were facing each other, and I don't know how, but a little while later, I realized we had ended up coming extremely close, so that one of my knees was practically on top of his. We had just been bitching about Tia, and how much of an idiot he had been these years, when he raised his hand to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. It should have been considered a normal act, if not for the way he was looking at me- ever so deeply and affectionately- and the fact that instead of moving his hand away, he had cupped my face and was caressing my cheek. My heart was beating so fast, I was afraid it would burst out.
"I'm so glad to have you in my life, Annika, He told me, making me blush. "And I know I've been so terrible to you in the past, but I just want you to know- you're the most wonderful woman I've ever met.
I didn't know how to reply to that, so I joked asking if he was trying to flirt with me now only because Tia was gone. I regretted it instantly, as his face turned serious, and was about to apologize, but he started speaking again.
"I've always wanted to tell you that, but the fact that I was engaged to someone else always kept me from telling you about my true feelings.
My eyes widened at that, and I gulped.
"And what are these feelings? I asked, my voice a mere whisper. He looked at me a while before answering, bringing his face extremely close to mine before doing so.
"I've never been good with words, Annika, but all I know is that these aren't any normal feelings. All I know is that-" he took a pause here, swallowing hard- "that I can no longer go a minute without thinking about you. Without wanting to kiss you.
A loud gasp escaped my lips, and he smiled slightly. He waited for me to reply, but I honestly couldn't form any coherent words. How could I possibly say something, suddenly knowing that the man I loved perhaps had the same feelings for me, as well? So I said the only thing I could think of, not putting a filter on my mouth.
"Well, why don't you kiss me, then?
I could tell he was shocked, and frankly, I was, too. But the next second, he smiled, and leaning in, pressed his lips against mine.
If there was a heaven, it was this.
And as we kept kissing, him pulling me closer, onto his lap at some point, I realized that even though I didn't know what exactly the future held for us, I knew one thing for sure-
I had managed to win over my guy, and this was just the start of my happily ever after.
The End
This is probably a very sudden ending, but I decided to really, really, finish my two stories here, soon. It's better to get done with them than keep them incomplete, right? And I'm SO happy to finally finish this. Thankyou so much to everyone who read this, liked, and commented. I started this about a year back and I know that after so many months of keeping it hanging, this wasn't the best ending, but I hope it was better than nothing.
Much love <3