The windows slammed open, startling Rudra awake. He instinctively reached out to draw Paro against his chest and was encountered instead by empty space and a cold bed sheet.The shutters clattered against the wall once more and the curtains fluttered madly in the howling wind. He rolled onto his back to watch the shadows play across the moonlit ceiling. A few moments later he slipped out of bed and walked across the room to the open windows.
As i read on, i was transported from the torturous humidity of Chennai (where I live) to this dimly lit haveli in Rajasthan, where the sounds of an impending storm and the despair at having let his love go...dont let Rudra sleep...
Absolutely loved the second part...btw, I read both parts together again...I'm a little compulsive like that and also your stories are so lovely, I just can't resist 😳
It was beautiful the way he reminisces about the way she impacted his life in so many little ways...and these thoughts ultimately, yet so gradually and perfectly, leading to the realisation of his love for her..
Very detailed and a joy to read!
And BTW,
There is no way this is the end...
Once the personal and professional commitments afford you some free time... You absolutely must write another part..of how he confesses his love, how she reacts, how they reunite...
You just cannot leave us in the lurch like that!😲
Lots of love
What_the
Jaane Anjaane Hum Mile
Fan Fictions
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon
