Originally posted by: aarundhati
"You'll probably laugh...but I feel strange...my face feels and bothered...and I am sure I must be the colour of a beetroot!"
Ashutosh was alarmed now.
"Are you coming down with something? Here, let me take a look at you?"
He tried to pry her away from him but she burrowed even further, almost trying to hide herself within him.
"Silly...I am not coming down with anything...I am just...I am just...oh what the heck..I feel shy...embarrassed..I am blushing!"
Oh...what a great difference do the traditions and rituals make...You have portrayed that so well thru this ASHNI convo...SUPERB, as always...👏
loved the depth of love of ASHNI towards each other...Ashu's pleading to Nids with...
don't ever leave me, Nidhi..I don't think there would be breath left in my body to raise a monument to our love!"
That was just too much...this writing deserves a 👏🤗Sujathaji, for sure...Ashu's feelings for Nids cannot be better described...
Like Armaan for his support to ASHNI inspite of Ashu's independent decisions which Ashu takes , not worrying abt. the rest of the world, his social image nor the legal implications, if any...
THANKS a LOTTT!