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I know I have been eternally MIA but when I say I miss this forum,its not a joke.
My writing skills are dismal at best and I'll probably bore you all to death but I am writing this as a tribute.To all of you PVians ,Aaryans and Aarya ofcourse.Kindly accept this as a token of my love and respect for this wonderful forum.
Disclaimer:I do not own Aarti and Yash or any other characters that you may recogise,if I did you'd be receiving this post much much later. 😉 The inspiration for this story comes from a story I read on Fanfiction.net called "Mundane Little Things" by Afterthoughts and Ellipses.She's a wonderful author and I do not wish to insult her by plagiarising her stuff.I have simply borrowed her writing style to accomodate all the scenes that I pictured Aarya in and couldn't elongate into a story.If its still wrong,the MODs can pull this down.
Without further ado,on with it!
They have finally found their little boy and he is safe in his mothers arms.She is rocking him to sleep and you simply stare at her,her tears tugging at your heart."Aartiji" ,you mumble,and she puts the sleeping babe down and surrounds him with pillows.You watch as she straightens up and gathers her beautiful hair into a bun and murmur your disapproval.Immediately she lets them cascade down her back and meets your eyes.You search the hazel depths and her lips curve up,settling into a small smile.You release the breath that you never realised you were holding and know now,with clarity,that everything is finally allright.
You wake up to the sun gloriously shining upon yourself and immediately seek your wife.Squinting your eyes against the sun's blinding rays ,you look for her and find her perched upon the stool in front of her vanity.Moving away from the sunlight,you take her in ,in all of her stunning beauty.She's turning her tousled wet hair side to side,making faces as she examines the looks.Failing to settle for one she pouts,eliciting an amused smile from you.Sighing,she starts combing through her locks and you cant help but follow her nimble fingers as they caress through the luscious ebony.She has noticed you but you are far away,and can only stare at her plump lips that you dimly register are moving.She swivels around and pinches your arm and you're broken away from paradise.Only to be looking back at it again.
He is playing Hide and go Seek with the children as you sit knitting on the jhulla,watching them.You watch as he becomes the seeker after drawing the shorter end of the stick .Payal comes and hides behind you and you shift to hide your baby from your husband's view.He has finished counting and looks around trying to find the kids.aftercsearching or a moment he looks at you for help and you shrug and rock the cradle aayu is sleeping in.He looks at you as if you betrayed him and harrumphs.You do all in your power to not burst out laughing.Ansh peeks out from behind the large pot besides Yashji and you smile impishly as ansh winks at you at his fathers expense.You go back to knitting as he moves away to search the other three.A little while later you feel him looming above you and you worry that he might have seen payal.you make a show of craning your neck and peeking behind him aware of his eyes following,and wink at blankness.You make to move again but he flicks at your nose and calls to payal to come out from behind her mumma.You sigh in defeat and look at his goading smirk for a moment as he drags payal away before launching yourself after him.He laughs as he runs away.
The both of you are locked up in the darned bathroom yet again and he sits down calmly on the edge of the tub,whistling.You pass him an irate look and start banging on the door,calling for help.He slides in,interrupting your incessant calls for help and leans against the doorframe,catching your hand before you strike him.You look up at him exasperatedly and he grins back suggestively at you.Your mind readies itself to berate him about his behavior despite being a father to 4 kids but are left gawking as your heart sneaks past and gives in.
You fly off your handle(and its scary) but she stands her ground.She listens calmly as you shout your frustation off.she listens as you ramble about Palak and her decision of both the siblings leaving hostel and moving in an apartment and how its not safe and the kids dont listen to you anymore.As you doubt your worth in your childrens's eyes she makes you realise that the kids merely wanted to live together as they are in a different country all together and would love a familiar face.As you take in her words(she swears they wouldnt move if you dont want them to) and calm down you realise she's right.She always has been.
You know that he is having another of his guilt trips regarding his mother,prashant,ishita...as he stands in the balcony staring out in the clear night.He looks troubled but you dont question him about it.You simply move to stand beside him,put his arm around your shoulders and bury yourself into his side and remain so until the storm passes away.
You walk in on her dancing to a new chart topper (which is quite ridiculous in your opinion) and she is looking hilariously cute pelting the lyrics along with the pelvic thrusts.You watch her for a while and then clear your throat as she shimmies along to the music.As soon as she hears you she freezes and a horrified expression takes place of the previous abandon.
She turns around and blushes beet red,waiting for your mocking laughter.You surprise her by dropping your bag,loosening your tie,rolling up your sleeves and copying the actor's step to the T.As she gawks at you ,you blow her a kiss.What can you do,badtameez dil mane na!
Its St.Valentines day and your husband of 15 years is no where to be seen.You rue the dry start of the day and go abot your morning ritual.Your frustation at him mounts as the day passes away into evening and not a flower is in sight,let alone your husband!when you finally see him at dinner,he doesnt acknowledge the day and you are left disappointed.As you stand in the balcony overcoming your melancholy ,your unromantic husband draws your attention towards him.He tells you that he wishes to say something and you nod,urging him despite your anger.He begins telling you how he admires you and you realise that your valentines day wishes are finally here.You preen at his praises and brush your locks away waiting for him to finally utter what you want him to say.He continues his essay on you anc you impatiently walk towards him.Grabbing the collar of his kurta,you pull him towards you,anger forgotten and engage him in a passionate kiss.A while later as he breathlessly looks at you,you smile and tell him,"
I love you too,yashji".
You return from work and stop at the door,takin in the sight before you.She's sitting cross legged on the bed,devouring
nutella off her fingers and your mouth suddenly goes dry.To avoid the NC-17 graphics that are suddenly plaguing your mind,you focus on the mundane things.like the mess your woman has created.The OCDied yash in you is flaggdd off and you enter the room rambling about the disarray.She looks up wide-eyed,hops off the bed and trails behind you as pick up the various items that are not in their places.You rant about how she should be responsible but she's busy pointing out the various items that need picking up instead of heeding your advice.Flabbergasted at her cheekiness,you turn around and she smiles up impishly at you.Heart in disarray,you drop the stuff in your arms and gather the last thing thats not where it belongs.Her.
You are seeing your kids off to college and your husband has disappeared yet again.Palak asks for him and you look around the airport looking for him fruitlessly.Shrugging you hand the tickets to ansh and pull him in for a hug,ruffling his hair.He protests immediately and you kiss him on the forehead.Patting his cheek you turn to a smirking palak,pulling her into a tight hug,alternately kissing both her cheeks.You tell her that you'll miss her and that she take care of both of them while fussing over her.She asks yet again for her father and you explain how his kids arevhis weakness and he cant bear seeing them off when you hear your husband calling out to ansh.You watch as he gives a box of jalebis to a delighted ansh and a book to read during the journey to palak.He looks teary eyed as he gathers his kids into a fierce hug and you put a hand on his shoulder.You watch together as your kids leave and he leans down and whispers in your ear,"you were right about the weakness,but aartiji,you remain to be my kryptonite".Hearing this,you shake your head at smile up at him.
***************************************************************************************************************************** This entire thing is in no particular order and I think I should stop my rambling now.I always wanted to write something and it was absolutely necessary that my first ever story be on Aarya.and for you guys.Hope its allright.I miss you all terribly.anywho,love you guys.
.P.S.sorry for any mistakes,it isnt betaed.
My writing skills are dismal at best and I'll probably bore you all to death but I am writing this as a tribute.To all of you PVians ,Aaryans and Aarya ofcourse.Kindly accept this as a token of my love and respect for this wonderful forum.
Disclaimer:I do not own Aarti and Yash or any other characters that you may recogise,if I did you'd be receiving this post much much later. 😉 The inspiration for this story comes from a story I read on Fanfiction.net called "Mundane Little Things" by Afterthoughts and Ellipses.She's a wonderful author and I do not wish to insult her by plagiarising her stuff.I have simply borrowed her writing style to accomodate all the scenes that I pictured Aarya in and couldn't elongate into a story.If its still wrong,the MODs can pull this down.
Without further ado,on with it!
They have finally found their little boy and he is safe in his mothers arms.She is rocking him to sleep and you simply stare at her,her tears tugging at your heart."Aartiji" ,you mumble,and she puts the sleeping babe down and surrounds him with pillows.You watch as she straightens up and gathers her beautiful hair into a bun and murmur your disapproval.Immediately she lets them cascade down her back and meets your eyes.You search the hazel depths and her lips curve up,settling into a small smile.You release the breath that you never realised you were holding and know now,with clarity,that everything is finally allright.
You wake up to the sun gloriously shining upon yourself and immediately seek your wife.Squinting your eyes against the sun's blinding rays ,you look for her and find her perched upon the stool in front of her vanity.Moving away from the sunlight,you take her in ,in all of her stunning beauty.She's turning her tousled wet hair side to side,making faces as she examines the looks.Failing to settle for one she pouts,eliciting an amused smile from you.Sighing,she starts combing through her locks and you cant help but follow her nimble fingers as they caress through the luscious ebony.She has noticed you but you are far away,and can only stare at her plump lips that you dimly register are moving.She swivels around and pinches your arm and you're broken away from paradise.Only to be looking back at it again.
He is playing Hide and go Seek with the children as you sit knitting on the jhulla,watching them.You watch as he becomes the seeker after drawing the shorter end of the stick .Payal comes and hides behind you and you shift to hide your baby from your husband's view.He has finished counting and looks around trying to find the kids.aftercsearching or a moment he looks at you for help and you shrug and rock the cradle aayu is sleeping in.He looks at you as if you betrayed him and harrumphs.You do all in your power to not burst out laughing.Ansh peeks out from behind the large pot besides Yashji and you smile impishly as ansh winks at you at his fathers expense.You go back to knitting as he moves away to search the other three.A little while later you feel him looming above you and you worry that he might have seen payal.you make a show of craning your neck and peeking behind him aware of his eyes following,and wink at blankness.You make to move again but he flicks at your nose and calls to payal to come out from behind her mumma.You sigh in defeat and look at his goading smirk for a moment as he drags payal away before launching yourself after him.He laughs as he runs away.
The both of you are locked up in the darned bathroom yet again and he sits down calmly on the edge of the tub,whistling.You pass him an irate look and start banging on the door,calling for help.He slides in,interrupting your incessant calls for help and leans against the doorframe,catching your hand before you strike him.You look up at him exasperatedly and he grins back suggestively at you.Your mind readies itself to berate him about his behavior despite being a father to 4 kids but are left gawking as your heart sneaks past and gives in.
You fly off your handle(and its scary) but she stands her ground.She listens calmly as you shout your frustation off.she listens as you ramble about Palak and her decision of both the siblings leaving hostel and moving in an apartment and how its not safe and the kids dont listen to you anymore.As you doubt your worth in your childrens's eyes she makes you realise that the kids merely wanted to live together as they are in a different country all together and would love a familiar face.As you take in her words(she swears they wouldnt move if you dont want them to) and calm down you realise she's right.She always has been.
You know that he is having another of his guilt trips regarding his mother,prashant,ishita...as he stands in the balcony staring out in the clear night.He looks troubled but you dont question him about it.You simply move to stand beside him,put his arm around your shoulders and bury yourself into his side and remain so until the storm passes away.
You walk in on her dancing to a new chart topper (which is quite ridiculous in your opinion) and she is looking hilariously cute pelting the lyrics along with the pelvic thrusts.You watch her for a while and then clear your throat as she shimmies along to the music.As soon as she hears you she freezes and a horrified expression takes place of the previous abandon.
She turns around and blushes beet red,waiting for your mocking laughter.You surprise her by dropping your bag,loosening your tie,rolling up your sleeves and copying the actor's step to the T.As she gawks at you ,you blow her a kiss.What can you do,badtameez dil mane na!
Its St.Valentines day and your husband of 15 years is no where to be seen.You rue the dry start of the day and go abot your morning ritual.Your frustation at him mounts as the day passes away into evening and not a flower is in sight,let alone your husband!when you finally see him at dinner,he doesnt acknowledge the day and you are left disappointed.As you stand in the balcony overcoming your melancholy ,your unromantic husband draws your attention towards him.He tells you that he wishes to say something and you nod,urging him despite your anger.He begins telling you how he admires you and you realise that your valentines day wishes are finally here.You preen at his praises and brush your locks away waiting for him to finally utter what you want him to say.He continues his essay on you anc you impatiently walk towards him.Grabbing the collar of his kurta,you pull him towards you,anger forgotten and engage him in a passionate kiss.A while later as he breathlessly looks at you,you smile and tell him,"
I love you too,yashji".
You return from work and stop at the door,takin in the sight before you.She's sitting cross legged on the bed,devouring
nutella off her fingers and your mouth suddenly goes dry.To avoid the NC-17 graphics that are suddenly plaguing your mind,you focus on the mundane things.like the mess your woman has created.The OCDied yash in you is flaggdd off and you enter the room rambling about the disarray.She looks up wide-eyed,hops off the bed and trails behind you as pick up the various items that are not in their places.You rant about how she should be responsible but she's busy pointing out the various items that need picking up instead of heeding your advice.Flabbergasted at her cheekiness,you turn around and she smiles up impishly at you.Heart in disarray,you drop the stuff in your arms and gather the last thing thats not where it belongs.Her.
You are seeing your kids off to college and your husband has disappeared yet again.Palak asks for him and you look around the airport looking for him fruitlessly.Shrugging you hand the tickets to ansh and pull him in for a hug,ruffling his hair.He protests immediately and you kiss him on the forehead.Patting his cheek you turn to a smirking palak,pulling her into a tight hug,alternately kissing both her cheeks.You tell her that you'll miss her and that she take care of both of them while fussing over her.She asks yet again for her father and you explain how his kids arevhis weakness and he cant bear seeing them off when you hear your husband calling out to ansh.You watch as he gives a box of jalebis to a delighted ansh and a book to read during the journey to palak.He looks teary eyed as he gathers his kids into a fierce hug and you put a hand on his shoulder.You watch together as your kids leave and he leans down and whispers in your ear,"you were right about the weakness,but aartiji,you remain to be my kryptonite".Hearing this,you shake your head at smile up at him.
***************************************************************************************************************************** This entire thing is in no particular order and I think I should stop my rambling now.I always wanted to write something and it was absolutely necessary that my first ever story be on Aarya.and for you guys.Hope its allright.I miss you all terribly.anywho,love you guys.
.P.S.sorry for any mistakes,it isnt betaed.
Kabhi Neem Neem Kabhi Shahad Shahad
