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Hello YHMians,
I am back once again with another piece of work on Ishra. I wanted to cherish the beautiful Karwa chairs episode before we become overwhelmed by the Romi- Sarika and Mani track. My OS takes place after Ishita finds out from Mihika about Raman's vrat, just a little heads up in my work Ishita has a more complex mehendi design on with Raman's full name I apologize in advance for the downgrade in quality of writing, this is something I just quickly penned down.
Please do comment and like
Kittens
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Ishita stood by the balcony window, smiling as she traced Raman's name intricately woven into the mehendi design on her palms. Ishita couldn't believe her ears, Raman had kept a vrat for her! Raman Kumar Bhalla was like a cocunut, a sweet man who protected himself with a hard shell. Yeh Ravan kumar bhi na din ba din Romeo Kumar bante jaaraha hai, she thought a tint of pink coloring her cheeks. Ishita's mind raced as she thought of his sweet little gestures over the past few weeks; the white and black saree, the kiss, his concern on her fasting. Ishita's heart soared with love as she thought of ways to thank him for fasting for her.
On the other hand, Raman made a silent prayer upon seeing the moon, thanking God for his successful fast and for hiding this matter from the family. "Ishita aajao chand agaya", he shouted excitedly, turning to see his beautiful wife dressed like a true punjabi bride with a pooja tray in her hands. The two stood among many other couples but at that moment everything else seemed to blur and all that was present were two individuals crazily in love but too scared to admit it.
Ishita's eyes teared up as she did the puja with sincerity, her Raman was truly the ideal husband. Raman looked on with admiration as his wife completed the ritual with utmost sincerity, however he was shocked to see tears in her eyes. "Ishita, tum ro kyun rahi ho? Sob teekh toh haina?", Raman asked lightly placing his hand on her arm Ishita smiled and replied, "Yeh khushi ke ansoon hai Raman, I would never have imagined that my life would be filled with so much happiness".
Raman heart breathed a sigh of relief, he picked up a piece of barfi to feed to her but was shocked when she stopped him. Ishita took the piece of barfi from his hand and raised it to his lips, "pehle aap, mai jaanti hoon aapne subah se kuch nahi khaya", Ishita whispered. Raman's cheeks turned a crimson red, he looked here and there making sure no one had overheard. Looking back at Ishita, he bit into the barfi lightly and fed the remaining to Ishita, he was surprised when his JKR bent down to touch his feet and genuinely seek his blessing. "Yeh kya kar rahi ho?", he asked pulling her up, "Apne patidev ke paoon chuh rahi hoon" Ishita replied. "Oho madrasan kahin tum mei koi typical biwi wali rooh toh nahi ghusgayi hai?", Raman asked to lighten the intimacy of the moment. "Ab dekh kya rahi ho chalo khana khaate hai", he said grabbing her hand as he pulled her towards the buffet set at the corner of the terrace.
Hours later after everything had winded down, Ishita sat in front of the mirror removing her jewelry when Raman walked in. He sat on the bed unbuttoning his purple vest, all the while his eyes fixed on the beauty in red. Sensing his presence, Ishita turned and made her way towards Raman settling beside him on the bed.
Before Ishita could say something Raman cut her off, " Woh mummyji batarahi thi ke tumhari mehendi mei mere liye surprise hai?" Ishita's heart skipped a beat when he took her hands into his own, she watched blushing as he searched in her mehendi for his surprise. A dimpled smile broke onto his face as he lightly traced the heart around his name on her hand, he looked up with a cheeky grin to whisper "milgaya". Ishita turned a shade quite similar to her outfit, she pulled her hands out of his grasp and fled with the excuse of taking his night clothes out.
She was fluffing the pillows on the bed when he walked in after changing into his white kurta, he mused over the fact that she looked just as pretty in her black kurta and tights as she did in the red anarkali. She smiled at him as she made his way over to the bed to retire for the night, she slipped into her side of the bed and turned the light off. Raman closed his eyes content with the events of the day when he felt a feathery kiss on his cheek, he opened his eyes to find a blushing Ishita lying facing him. "Thank you for keeping a vrat for me Raman, aap dunya ke best pati ho" she whispered before turning over to hide her crimson face. Raman absentmindedly touched his cheek, a sense of pride welled in his chest at the changed equations between the two.
"Ishita", Raman said after a short while, " hmm kahiye", Ishita replied turning over. "Aur kaunse vrat hote hai?", he asked turning towards her. Ishita looked a little confused as she asked, " kyun aap doosre vrat bhi rakhenge?" "Haan woh kya haina agar vrat rakhne ka thank you gift yeh hai toh mei sooch raha hoon hafte mei do theen rakhloon", he responded with a wink, naughtily tapping his cheek.
I am back once again with another piece of work on Ishra. I wanted to cherish the beautiful Karwa chairs episode before we become overwhelmed by the Romi- Sarika and Mani track. My OS takes place after Ishita finds out from Mihika about Raman's vrat, just a little heads up in my work Ishita has a more complex mehendi design on with Raman's full name I apologize in advance for the downgrade in quality of writing, this is something I just quickly penned down.
Please do comment and like
Kittens
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Ishita stood by the balcony window, smiling as she traced Raman's name intricately woven into the mehendi design on her palms. Ishita couldn't believe her ears, Raman had kept a vrat for her! Raman Kumar Bhalla was like a cocunut, a sweet man who protected himself with a hard shell. Yeh Ravan kumar bhi na din ba din Romeo Kumar bante jaaraha hai, she thought a tint of pink coloring her cheeks. Ishita's mind raced as she thought of his sweet little gestures over the past few weeks; the white and black saree, the kiss, his concern on her fasting. Ishita's heart soared with love as she thought of ways to thank him for fasting for her.
On the other hand, Raman made a silent prayer upon seeing the moon, thanking God for his successful fast and for hiding this matter from the family. "Ishita aajao chand agaya", he shouted excitedly, turning to see his beautiful wife dressed like a true punjabi bride with a pooja tray in her hands. The two stood among many other couples but at that moment everything else seemed to blur and all that was present were two individuals crazily in love but too scared to admit it.
Ishita's eyes teared up as she did the puja with sincerity, her Raman was truly the ideal husband. Raman looked on with admiration as his wife completed the ritual with utmost sincerity, however he was shocked to see tears in her eyes. "Ishita, tum ro kyun rahi ho? Sob teekh toh haina?", Raman asked lightly placing his hand on her arm Ishita smiled and replied, "Yeh khushi ke ansoon hai Raman, I would never have imagined that my life would be filled with so much happiness".
Raman heart breathed a sigh of relief, he picked up a piece of barfi to feed to her but was shocked when she stopped him. Ishita took the piece of barfi from his hand and raised it to his lips, "pehle aap, mai jaanti hoon aapne subah se kuch nahi khaya", Ishita whispered. Raman's cheeks turned a crimson red, he looked here and there making sure no one had overheard. Looking back at Ishita, he bit into the barfi lightly and fed the remaining to Ishita, he was surprised when his JKR bent down to touch his feet and genuinely seek his blessing. "Yeh kya kar rahi ho?", he asked pulling her up, "Apne patidev ke paoon chuh rahi hoon" Ishita replied. "Oho madrasan kahin tum mei koi typical biwi wali rooh toh nahi ghusgayi hai?", Raman asked to lighten the intimacy of the moment. "Ab dekh kya rahi ho chalo khana khaate hai", he said grabbing her hand as he pulled her towards the buffet set at the corner of the terrace.
Hours later after everything had winded down, Ishita sat in front of the mirror removing her jewelry when Raman walked in. He sat on the bed unbuttoning his purple vest, all the while his eyes fixed on the beauty in red. Sensing his presence, Ishita turned and made her way towards Raman settling beside him on the bed.
Before Ishita could say something Raman cut her off, " Woh mummyji batarahi thi ke tumhari mehendi mei mere liye surprise hai?" Ishita's heart skipped a beat when he took her hands into his own, she watched blushing as he searched in her mehendi for his surprise. A dimpled smile broke onto his face as he lightly traced the heart around his name on her hand, he looked up with a cheeky grin to whisper "milgaya". Ishita turned a shade quite similar to her outfit, she pulled her hands out of his grasp and fled with the excuse of taking his night clothes out.
She was fluffing the pillows on the bed when he walked in after changing into his white kurta, he mused over the fact that she looked just as pretty in her black kurta and tights as she did in the red anarkali. She smiled at him as she made his way over to the bed to retire for the night, she slipped into her side of the bed and turned the light off. Raman closed his eyes content with the events of the day when he felt a feathery kiss on his cheek, he opened his eyes to find a blushing Ishita lying facing him. "Thank you for keeping a vrat for me Raman, aap dunya ke best pati ho" she whispered before turning over to hide her crimson face. Raman absentmindedly touched his cheek, a sense of pride welled in his chest at the changed equations between the two.
"Ishita", Raman said after a short while, " hmm kahiye", Ishita replied turning over. "Aur kaunse vrat hote hai?", he asked turning towards her. Ishita looked a little confused as she asked, " kyun aap doosre vrat bhi rakhenge?" "Haan woh kya haina agar vrat rakhne ka thank you gift yeh hai toh mei sooch raha hoon hafte mei do theen rakhloon", he responded with a wink, naughtily tapping his cheek.
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