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Praniti Di. This one's for you. đ
MRS. SHEKHAWAT's CRAVINGS...
I felt someone poking my arms. Arrgghh.. Cant I get some peaceful hours of sleep? I swear I will kill whoever is disturbing my priceless and peaceful sleep. I opened my eyes and looked at the person and immediately dropped my idea of killing that person. As that person is none other than Sanyukta. My lovely wife. A smile spread on my face but suddenly it faded down as I realised that her eyes were wet with tears.
"Sanyukta. What happened? Why are you crying?" I asked and engulfed her in mh warm embrace. I can bear anything, any pain but cant see her in pain. I just cant bear a single tear drop in her eyes.
"Sanyukta, what happened? Are you okay? Is the baby fine?"I asked and broke the hug and carressed her 6 month baby bump. That was my birthday when she broke the news that she is pregnant. I cant tell how much i was happy. I jumped there and hugged her tight and kissed her cheeks.. That too infront of our parents..
"Randhir, baby is fine. I am also fine."she replied and I sighed. Sanyukta and our baby are the two most important people of my my life. I cant see them in any problem or any pain.
"Then why are you crying?"I finally asked the question, I wanted to ask since so long.
"Randhir, I want to eat noodles that too cooked by you."She replied and i sighed as there is no problem with her. But wait, what did she said, she want to eat noddles that too cooked by me. Randhir Singh Shekhawat, the worst cook ever?
"No Sanyukta. I will fulfill all your dreams and cravings but not this one. You know na how much bad I am in cooking."I said cupping her cheeks. She sniffed and looked at me. Her red nose were looking too cute. She look too cute while crying but i cant let her cry like this.
"But Randhir, baby ne kaha usse Papa ke hath ke bane huye noodle khane hain."she said like a 5 year old kid and I feel like kissing that red nose of her.
"Toh Mumma ko baby ko samjhana chahiye that Papa sucks at cooking."I said and remembered once in college I tried to make noodles for Sanyukta. That was the first time I entered any kitchen. And after that experience I sworn to myself that I will never touch a single utensil in kitchen, forget about cooking..
"Randhir. You dont love me anymore. Neither do you love our baby. Vidushi was right, during pregnancy husbands dont care about their wife and they just avoid them. Just like you are doing now."She said and started crying again. I took another vow to kill Vidushi, my cousin. She is teaching her all nonsense things and she should stop doing that. I have decided I will not allow her near our baby till the baby became mature enough to understand things.
"Theres nothing like that Sanyukta. I had always loved you. I love you. And I will always love you. And about our baby, you cant imagine how much jealous I am right now of you. You get so much time with our baby. You are always with her. But I dont get much time for her. I always pray to God to send her to me soon so that I could also spend sometime with the sign of our love."I said and wiped her tears. She sniffed again and smiled. I too smiled back. She hugged me and I caressed her back.
"Its him not her."She said still hugging me. I smiled and pecked her hairs.
"Come on Sanyukta. Lets go and I will make noodle for you and our baby."I said and she broke the hug and smiled the widest. Her eyes widened with happiness.
"Really?"She asked and I nodded. After all I can do this for her. This is the least thing that I can do for her. She is carrying our baby in her womb and giving us the most priceless thing, our baby. Atleast I can cook for her happiness.
I came out from the bed and helped her coming out. We walked out of the room and and went to the kitchen. I made her sit on a rocking chair and wrapped her with a shawl. She smiled at me. I took out the pan and put water into it and put the noodles to boil it. Then i started chopping the vegetables..
"Randhir..."I heard Sanyukta calling out my name. I looked up at her and found her caressing our baby that is now growing inside her and will be with us after 3 months.
"Yeah. Bolo."I said while chopping the carrot. She looked up at me and smiled
"Did you thought of any name for our baby?"She asked and i placed the chopped carrots and capsicums in a separate plate. I took a strainer to strain the noodles.
"No. Did you thought?"I replied putting back another pan and adding oil into it.
"Yes. Our son's name will be Armaan."She said and smiled dreamily. She always wanted a son who will be his Mamma's Boy. And I wanted a daughter who will be her Daddy's Princess.
"But if we had a daughter then?"I asked and she narrowed her eyebrows. I fried the carrots and capsicums and added the sauce to it.
"Then, her name will be Amyra. See, Armaan means desire. And i desire for him. Amyra means Princess as she will be our little princess."She replied and I looked at her. I cant believe that today we are discussing about our children's names. Few years before if any body would have said this then he would have been considered as mad. We both knew each other since childhood but never ever expected that we would evee fell in love and get married and would have children. But this happened. We fell in love. We got married to each other and now we are gonna have our baby.
"You didn't like the names?"She asked breaking my trance.
"No. Infact I loved them."I said and she smiled. Soon the noodles were ready and I served it in a bowl. First I settled Sanyukta on the bed safely and then I brought the noodles for her.
"Khilao mujhe."She ordered me and I nooded and settled beside her and started feeding her. She ate with happiness and soon finished it. I washed the dishes and made her drank water. I came back and settled beside her. She turned towards me and hugged my stomach and rested her head on my chest.
"Thank You Randhir for coming in to my life and making it so beautiful..."She said and kissed my chest right above my heart.
"Thank You Sanyukta for making me complete. Thank you for this beautiful gift Sanyukta."I said and pecked her hairs.
"I Love You Mr. Shekhawat."She said
"I Love You Too Mrs. Shekhawat."I replied and closed my eyes and we slept in each others embrace waiting for another day for Armaan or Amyra to come...
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I hope you are not bored.
Plz share ur views..
ISHA
I felt someone poking my arms. Arrgghh.. Cant I get some peaceful hours of sleep? I swear I will kill whoever is disturbing my priceless and peaceful sleep. I opened my eyes and looked at the person and immediately dropped my idea of killing that person. As that person is none other than Sanyukta. My lovely wife. A smile spread on my face but suddenly it faded down as I realised that her eyes were wet with tears.
"Sanyukta. What happened? Why are you crying?" I asked and engulfed her in mh warm embrace. I can bear anything, any pain but cant see her in pain. I just cant bear a single tear drop in her eyes.
"Sanyukta, what happened? Are you okay? Is the baby fine?"I asked and broke the hug and carressed her 6 month baby bump. That was my birthday when she broke the news that she is pregnant. I cant tell how much i was happy. I jumped there and hugged her tight and kissed her cheeks.. That too infront of our parents..
"Randhir, baby is fine. I am also fine."she replied and I sighed. Sanyukta and our baby are the two most important people of my my life. I cant see them in any problem or any pain.
"Then why are you crying?"I finally asked the question, I wanted to ask since so long.
"Randhir, I want to eat noodles that too cooked by you."She replied and i sighed as there is no problem with her. But wait, what did she said, she want to eat noddles that too cooked by me. Randhir Singh Shekhawat, the worst cook ever?
"No Sanyukta. I will fulfill all your dreams and cravings but not this one. You know na how much bad I am in cooking."I said cupping her cheeks. She sniffed and looked at me. Her red nose were looking too cute. She look too cute while crying but i cant let her cry like this.
"But Randhir, baby ne kaha usse Papa ke hath ke bane huye noodle khane hain."she said like a 5 year old kid and I feel like kissing that red nose of her.
"Toh Mumma ko baby ko samjhana chahiye that Papa sucks at cooking."I said and remembered once in college I tried to make noodles for Sanyukta. That was the first time I entered any kitchen. And after that experience I sworn to myself that I will never touch a single utensil in kitchen, forget about cooking..
"Randhir. You dont love me anymore. Neither do you love our baby. Vidushi was right, during pregnancy husbands dont care about their wife and they just avoid them. Just like you are doing now."She said and started crying again. I took another vow to kill Vidushi, my cousin. She is teaching her all nonsense things and she should stop doing that. I have decided I will not allow her near our baby till the baby became mature enough to understand things.
"Theres nothing like that Sanyukta. I had always loved you. I love you. And I will always love you. And about our baby, you cant imagine how much jealous I am right now of you. You get so much time with our baby. You are always with her. But I dont get much time for her. I always pray to God to send her to me soon so that I could also spend sometime with the sign of our love."I said and wiped her tears. She sniffed again and smiled. I too smiled back. She hugged me and I caressed her back.
"Its him not her."She said still hugging me. I smiled and pecked her hairs.
"Come on Sanyukta. Lets go and I will make noodle for you and our baby."I said and she broke the hug and smiled the widest. Her eyes widened with happiness.
"Really?"She asked and I nodded. After all I can do this for her. This is the least thing that I can do for her. She is carrying our baby in her womb and giving us the most priceless thing, our baby. Atleast I can cook for her happiness.
I came out from the bed and helped her coming out. We walked out of the room and and went to the kitchen. I made her sit on a rocking chair and wrapped her with a shawl. She smiled at me. I took out the pan and put water into it and put the noodles to boil it. Then i started chopping the vegetables..
"Randhir..."I heard Sanyukta calling out my name. I looked up at her and found her caressing our baby that is now growing inside her and will be with us after 3 months.
"Yeah. Bolo."I said while chopping the carrot. She looked up at me and smiled
"Did you thought of any name for our baby?"She asked and i placed the chopped carrots and capsicums in a separate plate. I took a strainer to strain the noodles.
"No. Did you thought?"I replied putting back another pan and adding oil into it.
"Yes. Our son's name will be Armaan."She said and smiled dreamily. She always wanted a son who will be his Mamma's Boy. And I wanted a daughter who will be her Daddy's Princess.
"But if we had a daughter then?"I asked and she narrowed her eyebrows. I fried the carrots and capsicums and added the sauce to it.
"Then, her name will be Amyra. See, Armaan means desire. And i desire for him. Amyra means Princess as she will be our little princess."She replied and I looked at her. I cant believe that today we are discussing about our children's names. Few years before if any body would have said this then he would have been considered as mad. We both knew each other since childhood but never ever expected that we would evee fell in love and get married and would have children. But this happened. We fell in love. We got married to each other and now we are gonna have our baby.
"You didn't like the names?"She asked breaking my trance.
"No. Infact I loved them."I said and she smiled. Soon the noodles were ready and I served it in a bowl. First I settled Sanyukta on the bed safely and then I brought the noodles for her.
"Khilao mujhe."She ordered me and I nooded and settled beside her and started feeding her. She ate with happiness and soon finished it. I washed the dishes and made her drank water. I came back and settled beside her. She turned towards me and hugged my stomach and rested her head on my chest.
"Thank You Randhir for coming in to my life and making it so beautiful..."She said and kissed my chest right above my heart.
"Thank You Sanyukta for making me complete. Thank you for this beautiful gift Sanyukta."I said and pecked her hairs.
"I Love You Mr. Shekhawat."She said
"I Love You Too Mrs. Shekhawat."I replied and closed my eyes and we slept in each others embrace waiting for another day for Armaan or Amyra to come...
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I hope you are not bored.
Plz share ur views..
ISHA
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