Originally posted by: ankitasidana
Hello everyone 😊
M ankita...Ishra made me join IF and now for the first time in life I am writing something that too on ishra
I have never written anything in my life..except for some letters/essays in my school life.😕
Still with a hope that some of you might like it to some extent..m posting my first story here.
P.S.- If you can help me improve my writing skills, i will be really greatful.
So, here goes my story.😊
"I luv u!" yes...this was what he told her. Infact not for the frst tym.Obviously, the first was just to show ruhi but this one,why he said it? To distract her, that was what his brain was telling but his heart was not co-ordinating with it. No, it cant be, he was just distracting her..nothing more. He didn't think that way or did he? Ghosh! what way, he was not thinking in any way. Moreover, what should he think about? About saying I luv u or about her health. 'about her health' told his brain 'No, imagine u saying her i luv u again & again'. 'Her health''I luv u'..."No, stop it".He kept his hands on his ears shutting his eyes close.He was completely confused. He didn't know what to do."Hey Bhagwan..Kya se kya bna diya is jhansi ki rani ne mujhe. Kisne socha hoga ki ek multinational company ka Ceo Raman Kumar Bhalla ek din is tarah road ke beech footpath par ek bench par itni barish me bethkr yeh sochega ki use uski wife ko bole I luv u ke bare me sochna chahiye ya sirf uski health ka khayal karna chahiye."
"Wife...yeahh...she is my wife na. So what if I said her I luv u. yes, i should think about this only. Vese bhi her arm is much better now. I have talked to doctor already and he has said she will be alright in few days. Fir jhansi ki rani tyar ho jayegi apni talwar fir se uthane ke liye..ghore par swar hoke. He smirked at his thoughts. One thing was for sure, whenever he thought about her, there was always a smile on his face. After all, she was such a unique piece(one & only in this world).
They hardly had any normal conversations with each other..6 months..long time since they have met but not for more than 6 times during this time have they sat together and talked about something..to be more precise talked about a thing rather than taunting or commenting each other. Even then he has so much memories to think about-about her,about them. Sometimes, he just thinks what if they were not fighting all the time and were lovey dovey couple like others. Lost in each other eyes, lying in each other arms, some naughty hugs and kisses-no doubt, everything is so romantic but NO...not meant for the. Then what will be the charm of their relationship if not such silly fights. Even if one day they consumate their marriage and have one kid of their own, he wont stop throwing his one liners at her. Otherwise, how will he see her big widened eyes and that sweet smile on her annoyed face which makes him fall in love with her again and again.
Love...Why this word is disturbing him again and again. He doesn't want to think about it but train of his thoughts always halts at that station only. Yes he loves her..loves her more than anything in this world but does she? Does she also thinks about her in the same way as he does. She was not angry when he said those words to her. Infact, she was affected. She even forgot her pain for that moment. He could swear he even saw her blush. God! How he wanted that he said those words actually to her.
But how could he. How is it possible. "Bhalla ek bar dil toot chuka hai..dubara aisi galti"..."But she is not like Shagun"..All are not same. She is different. Different from everyone else and she was his. She had promised and even stood by him whenever he was in need or who could have thought that one day Raman Kumar Bhalla would brush someone's teeth and comb her hair. He was selfish he knew. He married her for Ruhi, gifted her for Ruhi, talked sweetly with her for family, even danced with her for that Shagun, fought with her for adi but she-she is selfless. She did everything for others..nothing for herself. What a lady she is, he thought.
She is a versatile lady..he knows but this time was not to think about her goodness. He was here to talk to himself-to come to a conclusion if he should tell her about her feelings or not. Yes..he will."Jyada se jyada kya krlegi madarsan..nashte me rasam, lunch me sambhar or dinner me idli khilayegi. Vo bhi kha lunga. Par pta to lge ki is jkr ke dil me chl kya rha hai."
So, its decided..its quarter past 10 now. He must leave or she will be ready with another dose of her lectures of coming home on time-atleat for ruhi. "Ruhi ki Ishima" He blabbered and opened the door of his car and sat inside to drive on the streets of never sleeping Delhi.
Tobe continued(if anyone wants)😆
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