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I won't blame you if you don't.. coz it's been like zamaane since I have updated it.. 12th exams done and now I'm finally free!
So giving a small story so far and then update! 🥳
Story so far..
It's a story of Raman, manager of a leading architectural firm and Ishita, star architect working under him. Both of them fall for each other while working together but when Raman proposes her, she rejects his proposal. Raman being a resolute confronts her, leading to some dark and ugly revelations of her past life. He accepts her with all her demons and convinces his parents too for their wedding. Mutually it is decided that ISHRA would have a simple court marriage.
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CHAPTER 14
Ishita's POV
Two weeks later,
She pushed open the huge glass door of the showroom and stepped inside to be left awestruck by it's exquisite interiors. The finest marble flooring, crystal chandeliers and other delicate glass embellishments hanging around screamed of the sophistication and high class society soon she would be a part of. She remembered watching such designer showrooms on TV when she was little and never, even in her wildest dreams she had thought that one day she would come here to get herself a wedding dress!
She wiped the small sweat beads from her forehead with her palm before pulling out her mobile to message Raman, like he had told her to, informing him that she was here. No soon she hit the send button, Raman's reply came!
R: Will be right there in a minute! 😉
Ishita shook her head smiling, Lagta hai kaafi der se intezaar kar rahe the!
After about 5 mins, she spotted him stepping down the huge velvet staircase looking dapper in his summer yellow polo t-shirt and blue denims. She could feel a smile tugging her lips as he smiled waving in her direction, flashing those beautiful dimples. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach as the air thickened with his aqua cologne, one thing she has started to recognize abt him.
Abhi yeh haal hai toh shaadi baad tera kya hoga Ishita?!
With his hands tucked in his denim's pockets, "Showroom dhundne mein koi dikkat toh nahi hui?" He asked her, inching closer.
Ishita shook her head in no as he held her hand, "Bahout achhi lag rahi ho!" He complimented her making Ishita look at herself. She was wearing just a simple cotton kurti with black jeans and a scarf around her neck as usual. What was worthy of compliment in this?
"Kya hua?" He must have noticed the confused look on her face.
"Yeh toh main roz he pehenti hu. Isme aisa kya special hai?" She asked, looking up at him innocently and Raman smiled again.
"Toh maine kab mana kiya? Tum roz he khubsoorat lagti ho." Raman replied as she shook her head hopelessly.
"Btw.." Raman stepped closer furthermore as her heartbeats paced up, "Kohl looks gorgeous in your eyes." He complimented her yet again as she looked down blushing a little. She couldn't help but admire his strong observational power, for that sleek kohl dash was hardly noticeable.
"Abb aapka sharmana ho gaya ho toh hum upar chalein? Sab wait kar rahe honge!" He chuckled as he pulled her along with him to upstairs. Simran and Toshji were already waiting there who smiled seeing her coming through the corridor and Ishita reciprocated wholeheartedly. After greetings and blessings, it was time to change into their respective outfits which Simran had designed for them.
She had been skeptical about this, rather conscious of that ugly scar along her neckline but Raman had just smiled at her concern.
"Aitbaar rakho mujh par, main aisa kuch bhi nahi hone dunga jisse tumhe uncomfortable feel hoga. I promise." He had told her, cupping her face in his palms and she had simply hugged him in response.
Looking at her reflection in the life-size mirror, she could tell Raman had indeed kept his promise for the baby pink Anarkali suit given to her was a beautiful one in sherwani style with delicate silver sequin embroidery all over. For the first time probably, she looked at herself amazed. But then,
Itni khubsoorat dress hai koi bhi isme khubsoorat lagega! Phir main kya cheez hu?!
She shook her head dismissing the thoughts as she draped the gorgeous net dupatta around herself before stepping out of the changing room. Simran clapped merrily looking at her while Toshiji smiled in appreciation.
Holding her by her shoulders, Simran took a long look at her dress before turning her to face the mirror again, "Perfect!" She exclaimed, engulfing Ishita in a loving side hug. Ishita could feel a small smile tugging her lips too.
Pata nahi kyu magar baar baar Simran mujhe Vandu Akka ki yaad dilaati hai.. I guess, humara rishta shaadi ke baad bahout special hone wala hai.
In a fleeting glimpse, her eyes caught Raman coming in from the other changing room and she could feel her breath caught up amidst in it's way. His sherwani was a matching one with hers in all white and silver. Their eyes met for a few seconds as he looked up at her reflection in the mirror. Though beautiful isn't the word one uses for men, but hell! Her to-be husband was freaking beautiful. His chocolate orbs twinkled in admiration as he took in her form totally dumbstruck for a moment making warmth rush to her cheeks, tinting them in beautiful crimson red.
Raman's POV
Can I ever to begin to explain how beautiful she is? I mean, she doesn't need layers and layers of cakey make-up to look gorgeous, she is naturally.
Simmi ne sach mein bahout khubsoorat dress design ki hai.. it couldn't have been any better. Just perfect!!
Both of them were so lost in each other that for a moment the world around them seemed to dissolve into an oblivion. It was only when Simmi cleared her throat naughtily, they tore away their gazes from each other. He ruffled the back of his hairs cutely as he admired the blush gaining strength on her cheeks.
They didn't needed any other approval after that and the dresses were finalized. Rest of the day was spent, shopping for some jewellery and other necessary stuff. He walked behind the three ladies holding like dozens of bags in both his hands.
I swear main kabhi dobara shopping par nahi aaunga inn teeno ke saath. Coolie bana diya yaar aur pagalo ki tarah hazaar dukaano par ghumaya woh alag!
Pata nahi inn ladkiyo ko kya maza aata hai fizool kharchi mein?
Duniya ka koi mard nahi samajh paya aaj tak aur mera nahi khayal koi aage bhi samajh payega!
Simmi even went on to tease him, "Aadat daal lo Bhai. Abb aise he shopping bags lekar ghumna padega tumhe, Ishita ke pechhe!"
Yeah right?!
"Well.. you don't bother abt that. Main tab bakayda iss kaam ki fees lunga, without any discount!" He had replied winking at Simran as Ishita looked away flushed.
A few days later,
Raman closed his eyes and smiled, feeling the small wisps of her hairs tease his face as they blew with cool sea breeze. Ishita's one arm was wrapped around his as they walked along the shore of Juhu.
He tilted his head a little to look her. She looked almost ethereal in the beautiful hues of orange and pink as the sun dipped into the horizon.
Ishita who must have felt his eyes on herself turned to look at him as well, "Kya dekh rahe hai?" She asked him softly.
"Main soch raha hu." Raman replied, kicking a small pebble that came in his way.
"Chalein! Yeh he bata dein, kya soch rahe hai?" She chuckled before coming to stand in front of him.
"Soch raha tha ki kaise koi aapki zindagi mein aata hai aur phir sab kuch badal jata hai." Raman replied smiling as he tucked away a loose hair strand behind her ear.
"True on that." Ishita reciprocated his smile.
Will I ever get tired of admire this beautiful face or her innocent smile?!
"Aise mat dekho mujhe warna main woh karunga which will not be appropriate here, atleast!" Raman replied huskily making Ishita blush again.
"Ice cream khilao mujhe." She spoke up, pulling him to ice cream stall. She struggled to choose among so many flavors and finally bought herself a cup of chocochip ice cream.
Bilkul bachhi hai!!
They settled down on a bench nearby as Raman looked at her adoringly. Ishita forwarded the ice cream cup towards Raman who looked at it with a raised eyebrow, "Sundays ko haath nahi kaam karte mere."
Ishita shook her head as she dug out a spoonful of ice cream and fed it to him, his chocolate orbs headlong with her black ones.
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I guess this would be it for this time!
Up Next: Ishra wedding and first night 😉
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