[FF] Love Book...[ Ch 6 - Pg 19 - 02/06] - Page 6

A swift breeze blew in through the open window, filling the room with a rosy aroma from the garden below. It signalled a start to a new beginning. The window curtains started to dance to the tunes of the soft breeze, exposing the young sun's ray of heat into the room. The colour's that decorated the sky reflected their beauty onto the room's floor, giving it a cozy feel. The clock in the room slowly ticked 6, setting off the monotonous sound of the alarm. Damini stirred from a mere 3 hour sleep. She had never felt this refreshed in the longest time. After a long time she had had a peaceful sleep. Damini sat up on the bed after turning off the alarm. It took only seconds to realize where she was. The thoughts of the sudden turns of events in her life made her weep softly - she had always personified herself as a strong person to the outer world; but life had been too cruel playing nasty games. After regaining control over her emotions, she stood up and looked around the room. It was a small room but she noticed how well it was kept - there were photo frames on the wall giving it a cozy feeling of love and trust. She had noticed that there was minimal furniture in the room and house in comparison to her once called "home" but this place had something else that was more precious, feeling of love and family.

Damini got out of bed and stood observing the sunrise. Taking in the heat that burned her sorrows away and silently told her to forget her past and move on. She tried to bury all her worries in her unconscious mind so that she could move on. Taking in a deep breath she filled her lungs with the chilly morning air filled with freshness. "In this new place I will create a new me" Damini said in a determined tone as she breathed out. She picked out a sari from the closet Sameer showed her yesterday night and decided to freshen up.

Prithvi stayed awake in his bed taking in the morning's heat. He was always grateful to the peaceful starting of the morning before a day of work at his office. He loved his job; given the chance he could spend all his time there, but he had many other responsibilities that he needed to attend to before his own. After the loss of both his parents to a car crash, he thought his world had crashed down. But he held strong because he had to live for his 2 brothers. Sameer was about to go into depression when he found out about his mother's death. Sameer was a true mother's boy. He would do anything to make his mother happy. Varun, his youngest brother was more responsible than Sameer. Prithvi was a mother, father, and a brother to both of them.

"I wonder who she is?" His thoughts wondered out to Damini. He had to admit, he was pissed off that Sammi brought a girl into the house at night, but was proud when he found out his intentions. He decided to get out of bed with the thoughts on Damini lingering at the back of his head. He had to make breakfast for Sammi and himself.

Prithvi climbed down the stairs after telling his "parents" about what happened yesterday and how he was going to deal with it. It was his daily routine; this was the only way he was able to think freely without giving away his inner thoughts to anyone. Be it an important business decision or problems with Sammi, he always told his parents and knew they would be listening. He decided that he would let Damini stay until she had settled down or knew what she wanted to do. He felt an unknown need to help her.

The warm smell of coffee and fresh parathas arising from the kitchen brought Prithvi into a mind-still. A soft humming voice accompanied the fresh morning air. Dazed in the memories of his past he walked into the kitchen. He saw the back of his "mother" working away on the kitchen counter.

"Mama?" He said like a little boy looking for this mother. Damini turned around to see Prithvi standing at the door.

Damini was dressed in a light purple sari. She had her hair in a bun, with a few tresses at the front. She didn't have any make-up on but still looked elegant.

"Mama?" Damini said in questioning voice. "Nnoo...No Mama..No..uumm...your wearing the sari I bought mom." Prithvi said. "Oh....I'm sorry, Sammer showed me the closet and..." Damini didn't know what to say.

Silence filled the kitchen as neither of them knew what to say.

"No, its fine, it looks beautiful on you too..." Prithvi closed his eyes in frustration after he said the last line. Why? Why did I just say that? He told himself mentally. "I..have. to. Leave. For.... office" he said hurriedly as he walked out.

"Wait...eat breakfast before you go!" Damini ordered. Prithvi turned around. "I mean...you should eat breakfast before you go, its good for you....." She said again in a softer voice. Prithvi smiled in amusement at her; it was ironic that she was telling him what to do in his own house. But not saying anything he gulped down a few parathas and a cup of coffee. Who would want to miss out on good food? The last time he made parathas, he ended up setting off the fire alarm.

Continue...😊

Next Chapter:

You will be working with my niece. "What!" "Why?" "Who?"

Avni n Varni's entry! 😃

I cud totally imagine the scene. The beginning was really cool just as the morning u described.

And the part when he said mom.....it filled my heart with tears. That is exactly what pple end up doing when miss there loved ones.

Plz continue soon.

OKAY! REVIEW TIME!!

The start was just superb. Your descriptive writing awes me yaar! A nothing short of brilliant way to describe the scene of morning. Prithvi's character alongiside with Sam and Varun seemed real and what they would do if the situation was to be like this. Damini is giving me puzzles. Prithvi calling Damini mom was so heartfelt. Like something every loving child would say to anyone resembling the lost loved ones. And the ending was fab.

Precap making me impatient! SaVni and Varun intro! You have to do justice to them!

Although your writing is amazing but between those huge paragraphs, the dialogues are getting lost. Sorry as a critic, I have to point out such stuff.

Rather than writing...

"He saw the back of his "mother" working away on the kitchen counter. "Mama?" He said like a little boy looking for this mother. Damini turned around to see Prithvi standing at the door"

This would've been better:

"He saw the back of his "mother" working away on the kitchen counter.

"Mama?" He said like a little boy looking for his mother. Damini turned aroung to see Prithvi at the door."

Can't wait for next chappy!

Maisooma.