Jennifer Winget is Getting married 🎉🎉🎉
Whose Marriage will happen first in show?
"Champagne" song - Alpha - Sharwari Wagh
First Look - Haiwaan - Akshay Kumar Saif Ali Khan
PART : 18
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Hello cute girls… Have you been well. Okay. Girls who want to kill me, get in line. I am ready to die a thousand times for you. Ahhh… Such a bhari dialogue na. Is there a country in which today is Friday? If I can't keep my promise, at least I should find an excuse. LOL… I wanted to complete this part but you all are asking me to update and I couldn't write any longer. I will try to give you next update soon(If u are still interested after reading this part).. This part Is a bit dramatic and unrealistic. Both r same.. Of course.. So read it if you have so much free time….
Have a tight sleep sweeties…
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You never forget about things you have done that you know you shouldn't have done. Like that I could still feel the last night vividly. He really has an innate talent for making me lose my mind. The strange thrill I had felt while kissing him was still lingering on my mind. I never expected that in this fake marriage I actually found happiness. Perhaps he was using an unknown method to love me that I had never heard before. The way he bound me with an invisible string to himself, almost made me believe that our relationship was determined before I was born. 'Love' word itself makes a girl intoxicated and I couldn't help being a girl which made me feel even worse. Cause Virat was like an unattainable dream for me. When an unattainable dream comes true, it leaves you confused. Ever since I met him, my life had been disordered and confused. So much confused that I crossed over the comfort level of hating men. Time to time, he reassured me, promised my anxious heart a happy life. But still somewhere a sense of security was missing. I couldn't let him go yet, I couldn't keep him by my side either. That's what we are… Humans.. We are afraid of loss still we desperately desire. Exclusive human quality. Isn't it?
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I couldn't sleep yesterday. Half of the night I was worrying about him and the remaining half I was worrying about me. I could not call my wandering thoughts together. Finally I made up my mind to break out this weariness. Seemed like, that night had made a sharp difference in the weather also. There was a slow, pleasant movement in the air with a light touch of sunshine; almost promising a lovely day to the people. But this morning there was a reason why I ought to have been In a better mood. Cause this was the first day after my marriage. I stood there in the garden, feeling the resources of nature, After a few minutes there I saw a garden lizard which was almost coming towards me. I wasn't afraid but I hate all the crawling creatures. I couldn't even explain how I feel when I see a crawling creature. So I quickly turned around to go, but bumped into Virat, knocking my head to his chest. I was startled for a moment to see him there.
He held me by my waist to stop me from falling. I wasn't actually intended to hug him. But the way I bumped into him, it looked like that only. I slowly looked up to his face. He made an expression like he was asking me "What?".
"Garden Lizard" I said in a low voice.
"Where?" he asked me flatly.
"There" I answered and pointed my finger towards the lizard. But wait… It wasn't there. That 4inches lizard betrayed me. I slowly turned my head to the previous location and lowered my eyes to the ground, knowing what was coming to me in the next second. Yesterday I kissed him and today I hugged him. Could I get more shameless than this??
"If you want to hug me… Then just do it. Don't borrow excuses from National Geographic channel" he said enigmatically. He was right. I lost the battle before even fight. There was no point in arguing. So I had decided to leave the place silently.
"Leave me" I said and tried to escape from his grip. But he was much stronger than me.
"I can't" he said in a husky voice.
"You… " I was ready to say a bunch of harsh words but he continued his speech making me stop abruptly.
"You know that day you held my hand and dragged me, I realized my heart beat for the first time in my life. So I m afraid If I ever leave you it would stop. That is why I can't leave you" he said dramatically. For a moment I was inclined to be serious, but then I changed my mind.
"Flirty" I said with a smile.
"Did it work?" I could feel his whisper like a cool breeze down my spine. I lifted my eyes and involuntarily glanced up to his face. He summed up all the romance in his eyes and a smile seemed a reflection of the liveliness spread over his face.. He was a man who people would love on sight. Sometimes I thought I had missed the requisite charm to measure up to him. He was quite a traffic stopper.
"No" I said unwillingly.
"As expected" he said and left me. I was in no mood to say further. So I turned around and started walking towards the house. I hadn't gone half a dozen steps then I heard his voice which made me turn around.
"Help me with this" he asked me, showing a 'Tie' in his hands. I raised my eyebrows lightly and made an expression like I was asking him 'Why?'.
"I don't know how to do it" he understood my expression and answered honestly. Luckily I know how to do it. I used to help my grandfather with this. So I had decided to help the poor soul. I went up to him and started tying it.
"Do you know Manvi… Yesterday I had a dream. In that I felt like I saw a real Manvi. The Manvi who likes me…" there he brought the kiss topic but I didn't let him finish it. But I was really embarrassed. Is there a medicine to disappear whenever I want?
"Imaginary stuff" I interposed foolishly. He clearly knew that I kissed him. Still he said it was a dream. So I used the chance and opposed him.I knew that I was under observation. So I concentrated on the 'tie' as if I wasn't listening to him.
"You are quite good at finding an excuse" he commented as I continued what I was doing before, but suddenly he came closer to me, leaned slightly towards me and held me by my waist, his grip was not too strong, not too gentle either. But I didn't resist him. Cause I was too comfortable to care about it.
"Is it really that hard to admit that you like me?" he asked me. His words were automatic but the tone made them ardent. Honestly I didn't know what to say but I liked this feeling. Seemed like all my strength became weakness. Saying it in another way, It was when we were together I realized how weak I was. For a moment I stopped and looked at him. His eyes grew almost affectionate and seemed to plead with me that I should understand him for once.
"I never saw you wearing a tie before. Then why are you wearing it now?" I felt a quick need to change the subject. So I brought this topic out of nowhere.
"Because I m married now" he answered as if it was a matter of a fact that every married man has to wear a tie.
"So…." I questioned him confused with his answer.
"So this is the convenient way to kiss my wife" he clarified and then added "Like this". With this he drew his head down and kissed me on the cheek. At first I was surprised, I couldn't even breath. Later I started to blush and breath unnaturally. This was something that I couldn't explain with logic.
"You are breaking the rules" I said. I tried to sound cool. But it came out in a different way.
"We don't set any rules" he opposed.
"You don't have a right to kiss me huh!!" I stated as if I wasn't excited about it.
"Your fake fianc was me. Your fake husband is me. Your soon-to-be real husband is also me. Do I need to have more rights to kiss you?" he said and tightened his grip on me.
"You…" I tried to say something but he interposed me again.
"You really worked hard yesterday night. Go and sleep. You look tired" he said out of concern and went to his car. Before disappearing he waved his hand magnanimously and shouted "Wait for me my laberry". After a long time he called me with that name. When I first heard this name I used to get irritated. Now I liked this name more than my original name.
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It was almost 12 in the noon when I heard the door bell. I thought it was Virat. But for my surprise he was a stranger, looked familiar though.
"You are Manvi!!" he asked me. I simply nodded my head and waited for him to say further.
"I m Vishal Singh Vadhere… Virat's father" he introduced himself. I wasn't entirely unprepared for this. But this meeting was very different from what I had imagined. I greeted him with a welcoming smile but my heart was beating wildly. By seeing his face all the excitement that I felt this morning was dropped away from me. For a minute he looked around as if he was inspecting the house. And finally broke the silence.
"Is Virat living here?" he asked me. And then again I nodded my head in positive.
"Why?" he asked me again. I was going to reply that 'it was because of me' but I remained silent.
"Yesterday he told us that he got married and for the time being he wanted to stay with his wife. Can you imagine how we felt" he paused there for a minute and then added "Some explanation will make us feel better. So I've come here to know that" he finished and looked at me for an answer. I pressed the palms of my hands until they trembled together and fixed my eyes on the ground. I didn't have the strength to tell him the truth. Cause inconvenient truths always leaves you exhausted.
"He is living here. Means your family doesn't have a problem with this marriage. And he know that we love him. And we won't intervene with his choices. Even if you got married without our permission he can still bring you home. But….. What is the exact reason?" he questioned me. A question which agitated me and pained me because I was the reason behind all this. The day I had feared, which I had been so sure it would come, was here. And I wasn't smart enough to answer at the spur of the moment.
"Don't have an explanation!!" he was going restless with my silence. But I felt there could have been no more complete answer than silence. So I remained silent.
"I can understand the marriage part. You both love each other. Right!!" he was trying to make me speak. I slowly looked at him quietly. Seeing him worrying for Virat I had finally decided to tell the truth. Sometimes being honest is much better than keeping secrets.
"I.. I mean.." I started but stopped abruptly with the noise of a suddenly opened door and we both turned our attention to the door. It was Virat.
"Dad… Lets talk outside" he said breathlessly. He was panting and I could see the sweat on his temples . He probably knew that his father was here. So he might have rushed to the home from the office.
"You both love each other. Right!!" his father turned towards me sharply ignoring Virat and repeated the same question. I didn't know the answer in the first place. Even if I knew it, it would be difficult for me to say it in front of Virat.
"Dad…" Said Virat.
"Answer me" his father demanded me.
"I don't know what to say. Honestly I…" I chose to speak finally. But…
"I love her dad" announced Virat hurriedly.
"And you…" his dad asked me and then added "At least I have to know that he is happy". All this time he ignored Virat as if he wasn't there. At this point I became aware of his father's pain. I felt like I was deliberately putting Virat in the wrong. I wanted to say something to his dad but I couldn't put my feelings in words. A brief silence followed in the hall.
"It doesn't matter dad. I am happy" answered Virat gallantly.
"What do you mean by 'it doesn't matter'. Doesn't she love you?" he finally turned to Virat and questioned him. His father had guessed the truth and I was more ready to accept the situation.
"Dad… I will explain you everything. Let's talk outside" he insisted stubbornly. My eyes fixed on Virat with an expression that might have meant 'Sorry'. I don't think I had never been so sorry for anyone as much as I was for Virat. That day when I dragged him into my problem and the times when I didn't want to accept my feelings, I wanted to say "Sorry" to him. But in my fake world even 'sorry' is also forbidden.
"This is really interesting… Yesterday you weren't ready to explain anything. Now you want to protect this girl. So you are ready to explain everything. You are…" he went on until Virat cut him off.
"Dad… Please lets talk outside" he literally pleaded this time which made his father accept it. And they both left the house immediately. Before going Virat looked at me apologetically. After they left, I sat down on the sofa. I started to process everything. Like my memory was taking time to connect with what my eyes saw. I had never felt so miserable and weak and probably I would never feel again. After some time Virat came back and sat down beside me on the sofa. I couldn't bear the silence between us, so I spoke
"I will accept it Virat" I said in a low voice without looking at him.
"What?" he asked me.
"Your money.. You wanted to help me na. I m ready to accept it. So lets divorce" I said steadily.
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Be Happy.
Lina.
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