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Originally posted by: smithasrk
😕Seriously how old is he????
Chapter Seven - The Silence
She sat up instantly and stared at me in horror. As if I really had just touched her. She got out of my bed and looked around the room, almost as if she were scared of her surroundings.
I watched her keenly, her every movement. She went to walk out of my room but I called her name. She froze in spot. I remember thinking that she had learnt her lesson, not to disobey me.
I got out of bed and walked towards her.
She stood there, with her back towards me. I could see the goose bumps rising on her skin as I went closer towards her.
"You're sleeping here."
She turned and still had that look full of horror on her face. I knew she wanted to say no, but at the sight of me her lips quivered, no noise came out of her.
I scared her.
That pleased me and it didn't. I didn't want her to be scared of my presence or me. I wanted her to enjoy it. I wanted her to adore me. My plan was working in the opposite direction.
I knew that would happen, but to the extreme that she'd be scared of me? I guess I had gone too far with throwing her onto my bed.
"You don't have to be scared of me. I'm not going to hurt you."
Her look showed that she didn't believe a word I was saying.
She hadn't spoken since I had married her. I remembered her last words to me being "Please let me go."
As I said earlier, I regret that I hadn't let her go.
Those words echoed through my mind as I watched her look down to the ground.
"Are you not going to talk to me anymore?"
She didn't look up. She kept staring down as tears fell from her eyes.
"I'm honestly not going to harm you. If you don't believe me, you can sleep on my bed."
She didn't move again.
"BIWI!"
She looked up at me in shock. I knew what she was thinking.
She probably was in denial until I threw that in her face. She was my biwi. And to keep her out of her denial, I had to make sure that I continued to remind her of her status in my life. My biwi.
So that was her new name from that point on.
Every time I would call her that, she would grimace. As if the word, biwi, caused her pain. As if it crushed her heart every time she heard it.
"Yes, you're my biwi. Why so shocked? Don't you remember our beautiful wedding from earlier?"
Her shock filled face continued to stare up at me.
"A wife sleeps with her husband. Understand? So, you're sleeping here. Don't even try to defy me."
Her silence made me grow aggravated.
So I grabbed her arm and spun her towards the bed.
As the bed hit her from behind the knees, she lost balance and ended up sitting on the edge of my bed with both hands behind her back on the bed to support her.
She got up instantly and grabbed a pillow off my bed. She walked to the other side of my room, as far from my bed as possible, and threw the pillow on the ground. She laid down on the hard, flat floor and closed her eyes as tears continued to fall.
I decided to let her be and I went to lay down in bed. I kept my eyes on her as she slowly drifted into a deep sleep in the middle of her tears.
As I watched her in her sleep, I tried to figure out what had been on her mind all day. She was silent, but I'm sure her mind had lots on it. I'm sure there was so much she wanted to say to me, so much she wanted to do. But didn't.
I gave up on trying to figure that out when I saw her squirming in her sleep.
She was cold and uncomfortable.
I got up, picked up my blanket, and walked towards her.
I contemplated putting the blanket on her and leaving her there or picking her up and letting her sleep in my bed.
I went with the latter and slowly picked her up, whilst making sure not to wake her.
I walked towards my bed with her beautiful burden in my arms.
I gently placed her down in my bed and placed the blanket on top of her.
She shifted herself into a comfortable position.
I remember standing there and thinking, She's so innocent, how could I have done that to her? She's probably going to wake up and be shocked again to see herself in a room other than her own.
I left her to sleep and took her spot on the ground. I placed my head on the pillow on the ground and laid on the hard floor. It was cold.
I disregarded the cold hard wood floor and drifted into a deep sleep myself.
Note to readers: Hi everyone, thanks for all the love, likes, and comments. You're all so sweet. But I feel as though I should not lead you all on with this FF. I need to tell you that this FF is going to have a tragic ending. Not happy. For all of you who read the prologue, you probably figured that much out. But don't worry, just for the people who hate bad endings, I will be planning a happy alternative ending. It'll be up to you which one you read. But keep in mind that the ending that is supposed to take place with this FF is a depressing one. No, my FF is not ending any time soon. This FF still has many parts to it, and by many, I mean a lot! But I just thought I'd warn you all in advance. -Pritt.