“Congrats Chandra! You have emerged as the class topper in last week’s test”, said Mrs. Vidhya, Chandra’s class teacher. “Keep up the good work and I am sure that you will secure outstanding marks in the 12th public exams too and make your family proud!”. Hearing this, Chandra cringed and muttered a ‘thanks’ to her teacher and sat down next to her best friend, Yamini Kandasamy in Chennai’s prestigious K.M.V School.
Chandra Rajendran, the star pupil of the class had the perfect five year plan in her mind, drafted by her parents – getting good marks in 12th exams, enrolling in reputed government colleges to become a medical doctor, going to the U.S or the U.K and marrying the perfect man. Her parents come from wealthy and influential backgrounds; her father is one of the top industrialists of Chennai and her mother is a famous Classical musician. Chandra is often compared by her family and relatives with her elder brother, Sanjay who had settled down in America after completing his law degree at Yale and is recently dating Ambika Mehta, former Miss India 2021 runner – up. Her parents are oblivious to the growing tensions between the siblings and often encourage it. “I hope this will be enough for my parents to get off my back, for the time being”, thought Chandra, halfway during the boring last period Physics class, while sneaking glances at Adhi, her longtime crush and her friend Yamini’s boyfriend of 6 months. Adhi or Adhitya Kumar was Chandra’s friend since kindergarten. Coming from a middle class family and losing his elder sister, Keerthy at a young age, he and Chandra were inseparable and were a part of each other’s lives. After some years when Yamini joined their school, they hung out together and were nicknamed the ‘Three Idiots’. Though Adhi and Chandra loved each other, they had never realised it, until last year when they were caught kissing in the house’s terrace by Chandra’s mother. Her parents opposed the relationship for two reasons – he did not come from a rich or influential background and he and Sanjay had a lot of bad blood, and both of them will never talk about it. Though Chandra and Adhi had broken up ‘publicly’, they are still seeing each other, thanks to Yamini’s cranky idea of staging a ‘fake’ relationship with Adhi, so that she could fool her parents that she is straight, while dating Priya, their classmate. At the end of the class hour when the final bell started ringing, both Adhi and Chandra exchanged a subtle eye contact that they would secretly meet at Jackie’s Bistro 2 kms from school, while the rest of their world’s problems could wait.
The sun shone into the music room, illuminating the dusty piano that sat in the corner. For as long as the young pianist, Delilah, could remember, the piano had been her passion. Every day she would come to the music room and practice her repertoire, feeling as if the music freed her from the troubles of the world.
But today, something was different. Delilah had the strangest feeling that someone was watching her, and she peered around the corner to find a handsome man standing there. He was dressed in an expensive suit and had a stern, almost emotionless expression on his face.
Delilah felt her heart skip a beat, and the man finally spoke.
‘I’m here to hire you,’ he said. ‘My name is Aiden, and I need a pianist for a business event next weekend.’
Delilah was taken aback by the request, but she nodded and accepted the job. She had no idea what the event was, but she was determined to make the best of it.
The weekend of the event came, and Delilah arrived at the location to find a lavish ballroom full of people. Aiden was there, and he greeted her warmly. As they talked, Delilah found herself drawn to his sharp wit and intelligence.
The event was a success, and Delilah was thanked by Aiden for her contribution. He offered to take her out to dinner to celebrate, and Delilah eagerly accepted.
The night went well, and over dinner, Aiden confessed that he was a person who didn’t believe in love. He had been burned too many times, and he wasn’t willing to risk his heart again.
Delilah listened intently, understanding his feelings and the two talked until the early hours of the morning. As he walked her home, Delilah realized she had fallen in love with Aiden, despite his belief that love wasn’t real.
When they reached her door, Aiden kissed her gently and whispered, ‘I’m beginning to believe in love again.’
The next day, Delilah and Aiden began a romantic relationship, and over time, his heart opened up to hers. They spent their days playing music together, and soon they were discussing marriage.
On the day of their wedding, Delilah nervously walked down the aisle towards her future husband. When they reached the altar, Aiden took her hand in his and said, ‘Lila, you are the love of my life. I’m so glad I found you.’
The two married and lived happily ever after, proving that even the most hardened of hearts can learn to love again.
In a quaint town nestled by the sea, a girl named Lily carried the weight of a love lost too soon. Her heart ached for her departed boyfriend, Ryan, who had tragically passed away. Memories of their laughter, adventures, and dreams together lingered like echoes in her mind.
Amidst the throbbing pain, Lily discovered solace in a secret ritual. Every evening, as twilight painted the sky in hues of gold, she visited their special spot—a serene grove hidden in the heart of a nearby forest.
Within that tranquil sanctuary, Lily found comfort in whispers of nature. The rustling leaves whispered tales of resilience, reminding her of the strength she possessed. The babbling brook whispered of flowing time, reminding her that healing was a gradual process.
One night, while immersed in the ethereal symphony of whispers, Lily felt a gentle touch on her cheek. Startled, she turned, expecting a figment of her imagination. To her astonishment, she saw Ryan standing before her, his presence vibrant yet serene.
Ryan’s voice, like a soft breeze, whispered, “Lily, our love transcends all boundaries. Though I am no longer physically by your side, I am eternally bound to your heart.”
From that moment forward, Lily embraced the whispers of forever. Ryan’s ethereal visits infused her with hope, guiding her towards acceptance and growth.
Together, they embarked on an intangible journey—a love that defied the constraints of mortality. And within the whispers of forever, Lily found strength to carry her love for Ryan, forever etched in her heart.
Once upon a time, in the vibrant city of Delhi, a young army boy named Arjun, aged 21, found himself on a short break from his rigorous military training. He had always been dedicated to serving his country, but the hectic lifestyle left little time for personal pursuits. Little did he know that this break would change his life forever.
As Arjun strolled through the bustling streets of Delhi, the aroma of street food filled the air. Among the sea of faces, his eyes were drawn to a young woman, Riya, whose elegance and grace captivated him. Riya, a spirited and independent girl, had dreams of becoming a successful entrepreneur. She exuded confidence and determination, which caught Arjun’s attention instantly.
Their paths collided when a sudden gust of wind blew Riya’s scarf away, and Arjun, being the gentleman he was, caught it mid-air. He rushed towards her, a smile on his face, and extended the scarf, “Excuse me, miss, I believe this belongs to you.” Their eyes met, and in that moment, a connection sparked between them.
Riya’s eyes twinkled with gratitude as she retrieved her scarf. “Thank you,” she said softly. “I’m Riya, by the way.”
Arjun smiled and introduced himself, “I’m Arjun. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Riya.”
Their conversation flowed effortlessly as they discovered shared interests and passions. Despite their different backgrounds, they discovered a remarkable compatibility that defied any boundaries. Their encounters became a regular affair, as they explored the vibrant streets of Delhi together, trying new cuisines, and sharing stories of their lives.
Arjun admired Riya’s unwavering spirit and determination, while Riya was enamored by Arjun’s selflessness and commitment to his duty. With each passing day, their friendship grew deeper, eventually blossoming into love. They became each other’s pillars of support, providing strength and solace in times of need.
However, their blissful bubble was soon interrupted by a letter from Arjun’s superiors, informing him that his training was complete, and he had been assigned to a regiment stationed in a faraway land. The news cast a shadow of uncertainty on their budding relationship, as they now faced the impending separation.
Though saddened by the news, Arjun and Riya resolved to cherish every remaining moment together. They embraced the limited time they had, creating memories that would sustain them during their time apart. Every sunset became a canvas for their love, as they promised to remain faithful and wait for the day they could be reunited.
As Arjun bid farewell to Delhi, the city that had brought him love and happiness, Riya stood by his side, tears glistening in her eyes. Their hearts were heavy with the weight of separation, but their love gave them strength.
Over the following months, they communicated through letters and cherished the memories they had shared. Arjun’s commitment to duty was unwavering, and Riya’s unwavering support bolstered his resolve.
Time passed, and finally, the day arrived when Arjun returned to Delhi. It was a joyous reunion, filled with laughter, tears, and the realization that their love had stood the test of time and distance.
Arjun proposed to Riya in a quiet park, under the shade of a blooming tree, promising to love and protect her for the rest of their lives. Tears of joy streamed down Riya’s face as she embraced him, whispering, “Yes, Arjun, a thousand times yes.”
Their love story, born amidst the chaos of life and the call of duty, had triumphed against all odds. Arjun and Riya had found each other in the vast expanse of Delhi, and their love
The street’s shrouded in complete darkness, with little illumination to boast of, save for the tiny pinpricks of light from the occasional firefly, the bulb providing no such help.
There’s just the two of us here, just you and me.
You draw your hood low against the cold droughts of wind as we walk, and I do the same, not from fear of the cold, but from the ache of possibly seeing a downward curve to your lips, disapproval curling at the edges, and it’s this that I cannot allow.
All of a sudden, you let out a small gasp and clutch my hand tighter, your steps skittering on the asphalt, and it’s almost in tandem with the loud chorus of howls starting up somewhere, unseen and terrifying.
Gripping my cold, bloodless fingers, you pull me to a stop, asking in hushed whispers, “Did you hear that?”
and of course I do, but how could I possibly tell you that, without betraying my shaky voice, without letting slip a sliver of the fear that’s curling through my veins, rendering me immobile?
So I just gently stroke my thumb along yours, hoping beyond hope that it gives you a shadow of the comfort I yearn to, and pull you forward, alongside me in the plunging, encompassing darkness.
And with trembling steps, you come along, reluctance emanating from every pore, and if I could, I’d laugh at the mildly disgruntled faces I know you must be pulling, the very thought of your nose wrinkled in displeasure sending me to the edges of hysteria.
(If I could, I’d simply get you out of here, where we knew nobody and no one called out our name.)
(If I could, I’d give you the whole world to do with as you so wished.)
but I can’t, so I just walk alongside you in a deep, deep silence.
We walk and walk and keep walking, till we do not know why we’re doing this, till we do not remember our destinations or our names, till we are familiar with nothing but the shape of the other’s breath. (but then again, does anything else even matter?)
We walk and that’s when, at long last we see it, the path ahead lit by the warm glow of a lightbulb, only this one does not flicker.
And it’s here that we almost reach our first disagreement, because I wish to walk to it slowly, completely drink it in with our eyes, to see, to check that it’s real, that it’s there, that it won’t melt away at the barest touch, the way dreams often do, the way mere figments of imagination bring us to ruin.
But you’re you and you wish to rush into it headlong with shining eyes and that mad laugh of yours. You’re you and I’m me and when have I ever been able to deny the smallest whisper from your lips? And so we hold each other tighter and run towards it, towards everything, our faces split in identical grins.
And surprising me in the way only you ever can, the first thing you do, after we reach, is throw your arms around me, and I curl mine around you, hiding my smile in your hair as I feel relief as I’ve never known before, course through me.
“I can’t believe we did it”, you whisper contently, before quietly adding “Weren’t you scared?”
And of course I was, but how could I possibly tell you that if it hadn’t been for your steady heartbeat against my palms, that if it hadn’t for you, I wouldn’t be here right now?
A luminescent lightbulb overhead.
There’s just the two of us here, just you and me (and I would never have it any other way.)
Kavya have you packed your luggage mom is shouting at me in a hurry while i say yes it’s almost done. My family and I are going to attend Veera uncle’s daughter’s wedding in this summer. So, this summer I am going to spend at Rajasthan. This is my first time going to Rajasthan, other than Delhi I have travelled much. Meanwhile we reached to Railway station in a taxi. Our train was on the platform and we got in to the train. Raju and Me urging for a window seat although he won because first born child should scarifies. Train started to move and I plugged my ear phones while I check the Messenger. When I checked the time on my phone, it was after lunchtime, so I ate it while my mother served it. We were getting close, my father murmured as he started to wake me up. My father is overjoyed and eager to see his childhood buddy Veera Uncle as I opened my eyes and stood up. Veera uncle used to attend the same college, but for personal reasons he dropped out and needed to take care of his father’s property instead. We arrived at the station, and everyone departed except for me. As I was getting off, my leg slipped under the weight of my big luggage, and I fell on the platform. As usual, my brother was laughing cruelly as I checked with my luggage, and as I was about to get up, a hand went out and assisted me in standing up.
soft voice reached me “ARE YOU OK Kavya”. When I looked at him, his worried face was so handsome. I stared to feel embarrass. My father introduced that handsome to me by the name Krishna. We both greet each other while we reached to his car. While driving this handsome told that veera ucle could come to reach us because of marriage works. We eventually arrived at the residence. Everyone is happy to see us. My father and Veera uncle hugged each other as we sat on the sofa, and my mother and Mrs. Veera Aunty began talking about wedding shopping. Shalini, the bride, smiled as she met me. Mom and dad went downstairs to their rooms. Veers uncle directed Krishna to show me the room that had been assigned to me. He pulled my suitcase from my hands as I was going to take it and told me to follow him. The room was really pleasant and comfortable. He left the luggage in my room and said goodnight. I took a shower before going to bed.
I got up at eight o’clock in the morning and dressed traditionally. When I arrived downstairs, everyone was eating breakfast. Mrs.Veera aunty greeted me with a bright grin and handed me the breakfast that she had prepared. This handsome seated in front of mine eating apple for breakfast . He was so involved in the newspaper that he didn’t even notice me. I was sitting in my room loving the scenery when Shalini knocked on the door and offered me to her wedding shopping. I said I would love to start dressed up for the shopping. We both headed to down, Mrs.Veera aunty smiled and encouraged me to acquire a dress for the wedding because it was my first time visiting their home. I smiled and informed her there were no formalities, but she insisted, so I agreed.
I opened the car door , Handsome Krishna in the driver’s seat, his muscles bulging. I waited a minute before deciding whether to sit alongside him or not. He smiled at me and offered me a seat beside him. His smile was endearing. He has dimples on his right cheek while smiling. Meanwhile, Shalini sat in the rear of my seat and asked her brother companion to drive her to the shopping mall. We arrived at the mall and exited, while her brother proceeded to park the car. Meanwhile, we took an escalator and explored the mall’s first and second floors. Shalini is looking through different suits for the Haldhi function. We purchased the dress she desired. Her brother arrived at the shop. Shalini reached out her hand to a man. He was introduced as her groom by her. They wanted little private space, so Krishna and I left. I responded yes when he inquired if I was hungry. We climbed the steps near the food court. He waited for me to choose the food. He initiated the conversation, and we both engaged in it for a time. As our lunch arrived, we shared it and ate. He led me to the ground floor to get some ice cream. I started talking and exchanged our thought, as we share the ice cream flavours. I was very impressed by this maturity. I noticed his funny angle too. Meanwhile, the wedding pair arrived. He is set to leave for his office for work after the couple hugged. Shalini spent two hours shopping for wedding necessities. She was exhausted after shopping. We got in the car and drove home. Everyone could see Shalini’s shopping.
I went to my room, had a shower, and promptly fell asleep. I awoke at 7:00 p.m. and dashed down the stairs. Everyone is conversing. I went in search of my mother. Mom was assisting Mrs Veera aunty. They were making refreshments for everyone. In the meantime, I served everyone, even Krishna. Shalini later invited me to her room. We sat and chatted about our collages because we both had certain things in common with our different colleges. Mrs Veera aunty finally called us for dinner. We finished our meal, and the elders are discussing wedding arrangements. I went upstairs. I took a book in my bag and I stared reading. After some time I wanted to take a fresh and I went to the hallway since I needed to get some air. I started to feel the fresh air as I closed my eyes. I could hear someone approaching me as I heard their footsteps. After turning around, I saw Krishna. “Feeling bored”? I replied off-handed while grinning. He then inquired as to my interest in watching a movie. I replied, “Yes.” Krishna invited Shalini to the home theatre. I sat on the same sofa as Shalini.
On the first sofa, Krishna sat down. We commenced viewing the film. The film, which told a love story, was excellent. I was a little embarrassed and embarrassed when the hero and heroine shared a kiss in the middle of the movie. In the midst of the movie, when the hero and heroine have a passionate kiss, I felt a twinge of embarrassment and headed towards Shalini, who was sound asleep. I then noticed that Krishna was hiding a smile. We didn’t exchange looks. I wanted to continue fast forwarding that scenario, but I was unable to. Even though the kiss was incredibly cute, I’m embarrassed at how shy I look. Later, a joyous, concluding title marks the end of the film. We each went to our different rooms after the movie. I had a lot of refreshment when I woke up, put on my customary pair of trousers, and descended the stairs. Shalini grabbed my hand and dragged me into her room where she begged for my assistance in choosing a dress for the Mahanadi ceremony. I did. After we had later discussed what to wear in the next occasion. We shared hobbies, she abruptly inquired about my love life. I replied honestly that I am single. I’m not sure why she was joyful, but I can see her smiling. We engaged in some girlie activities. After returning to my room, I checked my messenger.
Shalini arrived as I was responding to those and said that everyone was calling for me. I went downstairs where everyone, including my mother and father, were staring at my face. I sat next to Mrs Veera since she insisted on it. I had the impression that I was going on an interview. My father questioned me about my interest in other men. Krishna entered the room and turned to face me after five minutes. He is different this time. He was giving me a flirtatious look. My parents began reassuring me that they act in my best interests. Veera uncle interjected in the meantime and stated that they would want to propose a marriage to Krishna and me. I was startled. I noticed that he was staring at me when I looked at him and assumed that he was aware of the proposal.
I said directly that I don’t have any plans to get married right now and that I would like to get a master’s degree. Mr and Mrs Veera faces were extremely heartbroken. My father interfered as I bent my head slightly to look at Krishna’s face, saying, “Whatever it may be, it is her decision. We would like to respect it,” but my mother was not certain about what I had just said. We had supper together later, and as he is sitting down next to me, he smiles. I was a little bit down because I had assumed he would be miffed by my choice. I believe he approved of my choice. I finished my dinner, bid everyone good night, and went back to my room. Later, I lay awake in bed contemplating MR. handsome response to my rejection of his patents marriage proposal.
“Perhaps he’s not into me”. “Maybe he didn’t get to know me”? Why is he back to normal after I responded it killing me. By way of all the thoughts, I dozed off completely. At four in the morning, I suddenly awoke up. When the morning air touched my skin as I walked down a straight hallway to get some fresh air, my lips involuntarily smiled. Without second thought, I went down to meet Krishna as he was working in his grandfather’s field. After noticing me, she gave me a warm welcome. We were having a normal talk when I questioned him about his studies. He is a gold medallist in law, and I was speechless by his credentials. I remarked, “Oh, that’s fantastic, I had no idea you were a gold medallist.” I chuckled. We both went without speaking for a while. I was about to move when he spoke about his hobby of farming and avoided making eye contact. I talked about harvesting. Later, we put a stop to our discussion and entered the home. Mrs Veera gave us a breakfast call. I sat next to him as Mrs Veera served with much devotion. The wedding is quickly approaching, and everything is going according to plan. The following morning, I awoke to some bustle and walked downstairs. The house was bustling with family members. The preparations for the marriage involve my father and Veera uncle very significantly.
The wedding is nearby by because tomorrow is Shalini’s haldhi occasion. The wedding had everything set up perfectly. My eyes was fixed on Krishna. He was conversing with his cousins, who were also girls. Alongside him, his mother Mrs Veera was conversing with his cousins. I approached the sofa gently and was about to seat down when Mrs Veera aunt beckoned and introduced me to the girl Krishna was speaking to. She was attractive, especially considering how well-built her body was. When Veera uncle called him, Krishna didn’t even notice me and he immediately left for some task. I said, “Let me say hello to you.” She was very gracious. Hema, as Shalini called her, told me about me with a smile and we hugged enthusiastically. Hema and Shalini entered their rooms. I walked to my mother and sat next to her quietly.
Veera aunty later invited everyone to lunch. I remained still for three hours in the same spot. I tend to be a bit moody. For lunch, Krishna climbed the stairs to call Hema. While eating lunch, Hema and Krishna sat next to each other and engaged in an animated conversation. Krishna was preoccupied with Hema and didn’t even utter a word to me.
Shalini’s Mahanadi is today, so after eating my lunch, I walked to my room. Mahanadi declaration is currently ongoing. While I was still in my room, Shalini entered and told me to get ready for the Mahanadi because there will also be a dance performance. Kavya, she demanded that you dance at my wedding. I got ready for the occasion and went looking for Krishna. He was conversing with some employees. I wished he could see me. I went to him and told him that the decoration was wonderful, and he smiled and said thank you. I waited for his response as he saw me. Hema came up to us and greeted us both while I was still waiting. Right away, Krishna exclaimed, “Hey, you’re very beautiful.” I was quite saddened after hearing those statements since I had wanted Krishna to utter them on my behalf. I kept quiet, simply grinned at them both briefly, and then I left.
My father sat next to my mother as I went to her. I caught my brother’s eye. He questioned what happened. I remained silent. So why do you seem so agitated, he questioned. I told him to stop talking. He did. I came very close to speaking during the entire Mahanadi. My mother went to a dance with Mrs. Veera aunt. For Mahanadi, Shalini came and took my hand. I proclaimed my disinterest. Hema and Krishna dance together. I was furious. I am aware that I declined the marriage proposal, but I am unsure of the source of this emotion. Mahanadi was made mandatory by Shalini. My two hands are full of mehandhi, so I said, “Okay.” Everyone is joyfully dancing. I was searching for the Krishna. I saw the hema. Mahanadi was likewise crammed into her hands. She is next to Krishna. They shouldn’t interact, in my opinion. I then headed upstairs. Even though my mother pushed me to eat dinner, I still don’t want to. I locked myself in my room after entering. Since I don’t want Shalini to feel awful, I decided against washing my hands. On the sofa, I sat. My heart was heavy with sadness. My mother knocked on the door of my room four hours ago. I unlocked it. I was going to say anything when my mother interrupted me again and said, “I also came from the same age of yours,” adding, “You Still Had A Chance.” My mother then sat next me. I was silent throughout. I stopped her as she was ready to leave and gave her a hug. Leaving, she did.
The Mahanadi ceremony has ended. My watch told me it was almost 11:00 p.m. when I checked the time. After leaving my room, I sat on the sofa in the corridor and gazed up at the stars. They shone so brightly. I am still a with Mahanadi. It’s Krishna; I heard footsteps. Hema is not standing by him this time. I am about to depart because I am furious with him despite the fact that I said nothing. I got up and moved a little before hearing him say, “Why don’t you stay beside me?” I experienced shock and joy at the same moment. I looked in his direction. Why don’t you stay by my side for a bit, he suggested. Ok, I said. A seat next to him was provided. I sat without speaking. We haven’t spoken much for about 40 minutes. But this sensation lifted my spirits. Nearing midnight now. I was ready to depart when I stated, “I’m sleepy.” He stepped up and abruptly took my hand. My entire dry Mahanadi is falling. He touched me for the first time today. He then abruptly wrapped his hand around my hip and bribed me to compliment him. My shock has driven my eyes to widen. The distance between us is just one inch. We now turned to face one other. “Don’t you really like me,” he questioned.
My heart rate increased by about 130. I still remain silent. Now I’m going to hug you, he said. If you’re kind, give me another embrace; if not, push me. I’m at a loss on what to do. He hugged me, and we are no longer apart. My entire body is trembling. He gave me a long hug. He asked me again if I liked him or not. I said, “I’m sleepy, I need to go to my room,” this time as I opened my mouth. He moved his hand while grinning flirtatiously. I locked my room as I ran to it. I slam into my bed. My head is now filled with ideas because I’ve lost all of my sleep. I rose and cleaned my Mahanadi. went to bed once more. I slept slowly. The following morning, after getting dressed in a very traditional manner, I began assisting Shalini with her haldhi.
Krishna I blushed as he entered the room to give Shalini her phone, and I don’t know why, but he didn’t stop staring at me. He said as he entered the room that everyone was waiting for the bride. Shalini told me to put her last bit of jewellery in the locker even though I was ready to depart myself. While I was locking the shelf, Krishna approached and assisted me. I told him I was grateful. He asked if we should go. I blinked. You look cute, he said. My flush deepened. He waved goodbye while grinning. I went out and actively participated in haldhi as well. And I danced. I’m having a good time. I participated actively in the water game. I gave everyone a drink of water. When I was ready to pour water on Krishna, he seized the vessel from me and doused me in it without giving me a chance. I’m fully drenched. He tugged me back towards him this time, but there was no space between us. I had run to the corridor, but no one was there, so I was looking for a way out.
He’s also drenched. Our four heads were in contact, and he was staring into my eyes. I smiled slightly as I slowly closed my eyes. He gently nudges me to change my clothes. I changed into new clothes in my room. The haldhi is nearly finished. Everyone is reportedly eating lunch out. Shalini was overjoyed to be getting married to her beloved tomorrow. The years go by. On the wedding day, I prepared and sat down to wait to see my parents. The home was really noisy. Everyone is getting ready to enter the reception hall. The distance from the residence to the wedding venue is 3 kilometres. My father said that my baby was as adorable as ever. Mom walked out and gave me a hug. Everyone is about to board the vehicle. However, my mother instructed me to present Krishna in front of everyone. Even Mrs Veera aunt insisted on it. I feel very anxious. As I sat down, Krishna closed the car door after he had opened it. He sat in the driver’s seat as well. We moved forward. Only the two of us are in the car. After a while, he said, “U look gorgeous, G.” I jumped, but solely from within my joy. At the door, I thanked you. We must pass a bride. The automobile abruptly halted.
What happened, I enquired. He remained silent. I don’t know why, but he got out of the car. He opened the door to my seat, took hold of my hand, and helped me move forward. His knees were OK. The heart feels honoured. I was astonished when he pulled a ring out of his pocket. He murmured, “Kavya I am aware that it wasn’t until recently that I began to like you after seeing your photo on my father’s phone. I fell in love with you when you moved after falling from the train. Knowing your good nature, I can tell from the way you treat my elders. All of your excellent qualities have made me utterly swoon for you. When I chat too closely to Hema, I see a certain type of jealousy, which is what prompted me to approach you and propose marriage. You don’t have to stop learning. You can pursue your goals. I now own the enchanted phrase, “WILL YOU MARRY ME KAVYA”? My tears are dripping down my cheek in the meantime. The tears are joyful ones. And I could halt them. Hema is one of my closest cousins, and when I asked him about him, he stated he wanted to know how I felt about him. There are no other known intentions between them. so You put me to the test by accepting what I said. You didn’t give me any other options, he retorted. I quickly said “YES I WOULD” after laughing. He gave me a strong hug while placing his soft lips on mine. We arrived at the wedding hall after returning to the car. Everyone is focusing on us. Mr and Mrs Veera are joyfully leaping. My parents are so thrilled that they nearly started crying. We entered the wedding while holding hands. Shalini gave me an embrace. My brother claimed to have foreseen this outcome. Everyone is pleased for us that we decided to engage.
A girl named shivinya traveled on the bus. Shivinya is quite stubborn about her life. She recently broke up with her boyfriend. She was sitting near the window, there was rain that day, the raindrops splashes on the road, and she saw them with shiny blurry tear droplets rolling over her rosy cheek. Her regular velvety red lips looks dry cracked and lifeless. She curses the world and god inside her head, which let her to meet her boyfriend; he isn’t worth of her loyalty and love. On the next stop of her bus a handsome middle-aged man stepped into bus and sat beside shivinya. He looks tall, dusky, broad shoulder with soft facial structure looks like calm priest. Shivinya is uncomfortable at first but then for some reason she feels relaxed and calm in his presence. He is a psychologist, at first meeting itself he understands about her situation. So he started to talk slowly and steadily with her she starts to open up. At first, it was just a formal conversation but now it gets deeper, she couldn’t resist her inner feelings, so she spoke about her breakup and burst into tears she can’t hold back she wants someone to say “it’s okay”. So the man pats her on her shoulder and allows her to settle down. She felt the warmth of his hand, and she suddenly comeback to herself. Then after a long speechless time he starts to talk to her, “girl it’s just a phase you will move on soon”. She looks his face with mixed feelings. Then he said to her to remember this “not everyone and everything in this world is permanent” even in this bus travel, while traveling you sees lots of people with different characters. You have to travel with them even when you like it or not. You like some of them, you hate some of them, you respect some of them, but you have to go to your destination place. Even you like them you can’t take them to your place. Even you hate them you can’t eliminate them from here. So you have to know where you are going for your good. On hearing this Shivinya said “he isn’t a normal passenger who travels with me he is my lover “In a mild and shivering tone with lifeless voice. After hearing this he laughed in a husky manner and said “Don’t you know everyone you love doesn’t have to love you back, everyone you hate doesn’t have to hate you back. Some love even if you hate them, some hate even if you love them. It’s their choice”. She realized that she is emotionally hopeless now. She said “Thank you for being my eye-opener, I’m going to get over it, but don’t know how”. He smiled and said “it’s my destination I’m off then”. He packed his luggage and get off the bus and wave her a hand and shouted “Good to go my brave girl time will give you the change”. She smiled calmly and waved him back and said” it will”……..
In the captivating tale of “Untamed Hearts: The Bet of Love,” we follow the journey of Emma Evans, a disciplined and guarded college student, as she embarks on a transformative relationship with Nate Harrison, a charismatic playboy.
Emma’s carefully constructed walls begin to crumble when she meets Nate, a charming and confident young man known for his way with women. Intrigued by Emma’s resistance to his charms, Nate devises a daring bet: if he loses, he commits to a monogamous relationship; if Emma loses, she must live with him.
As the bet is set in motion, Emma and Nate find themselves entangled in a web of emotions and desires. Sparks fly, and unexpected chemistry crackles between them, igniting a fire they cannot ignore. Despite their initial reservations, they discover that they share a deeper connection than either of them anticipated.
As the days pass, Emma and Nate embark on a journey of self-discovery and vulnerability. With each passing moment, their preconceived notions about love and relationships are shattered. They uncover hidden depths within themselves, confronting their fears and insecurities along the way.
As their hearts become increasingly entangled, Emma and Nate must confront the consequences of their bet. They question whether their connection is merely a result of the game or if it has evolved into something more profound and genuine. Together, they explore the untamed territories of their hearts, risking everything for a chance at true love.
Through passionate encounters and heartfelt conversations, Emma and Nate push the boundaries of their comfort zones. They learn that love cannot be confined to a bet or a game—it is an intricate dance of trust, vulnerability, and sacrifice.
In “Untamed Hearts: The Bet of Love,” Emma and Nate’s journey challenges them to question their deepest desires and to discover the untamed power of their hearts. As they navigate the complexities of love, they must decide whether they are willing to bet it all on a connection that defies the odds.
The weather seemed to suit Ernest’s stormy mood. The sky was pitch black even though it was midday, and the wind picked up and ruffled his fine clothes. His face displayed so many emotions that it was hard to determine what he felt. Was it anger, betrayal, or heartbreak? Even he did not know the answer to that question. His mood didn’t improve when he heard footsteps behind him.
Ernest spun around and pointed a finger at the man following him.“You care only about yourself. Did you even think about how much it will hurt me to not have you there? No, do not answer that. You would not have dared to do something like this if you had stopped to think at all,” he spat.
William knew he deserved Ernest’s righteous anger; however, he had not planned on hurting his friend. Sadly, he did not know how to explain his actions. He only said, “It wasn’t my intention to hurt you.”
“To hell with your intentions. I looked like a complete fool at the altar. Would it have killed you to tell me that you don’t like the woman I chose to propose to? Her hurt face still haunts me! I called off the wedding because my best friend did not deem it important enough to attend. She thinks that you are more important to me than her. What the hell am I supposed to do? You are the sole reason for this mess I find myself in”, Ernest snarled.
“Can we talk about this somewhere more private?” William pleaded.
Ernest did not care who heard them, but something in William’s tone made him stop and think. He took a closer look at his friend. William was breathing raggedly and looked like he was about to faint. “Will, what the hell happened to you?” William stared plaintively at Ernest and keeled over. “Will? WILL?” Ernest yelled.
“I could not attend the wedding because I was ambushed, Ernie. I was jubilant when you asked me to be your best man. It is true that I never liked your bride-to-be. However, I would not dream of missing your wedding because of such a silly reason. I am not an idiot; I knew you would murder me if I missed one of the most important days of your life,” William gasped between breaths.
Ernest was only half listening, as he was panicked by the sight of blood seeping through Will’s clothes. He knelt beside Will and clung to him in despair. “Why did you come to me when it is clear you need medical attention, you idiot?”
Will snorted. “I knew I had only minutes left to live. I did not want you to think I deliberately went to work today.”
“William, I would have understood eventually. You are the best detective I know; obviously, criminals would want to do away with you. Nothing is worth more than your life. I don’t want to lose you,” Ernest said nearly sobbing.
“Everything has an end… even our friendship. Now, do not let my death haunt you. Marry the girl, lead a happy life, and don’t you dare name your child after me. I do not wish the child to suffer the same fate as me merely because he shares my first name,” William said.
“How can you joke at a time like this, Will?”
“Promise me that you won’t let your life go to waste, partner. Maybe after I am gone you will be hailed as the best detective in Denmark. You resented being called the second-best, didn’t you?”
Ernest felt like his heart would burst from grief. Even so, he knew how important it is for Will to hear his reply. He let out a watery chuckle and said, “I promise, Will, I will do my best to live my life as happily as possible. However, I have no idea how to accomplish that as, at the moment, all I can think of is that you are the brightest soul that ever crashed into my life.”
William smiled one last time at Ernest. The last thing he saw before he passed away peacefully was the grieving but affectionate eyes of his best friend. Who would have known that a friendship like theirs would come to an abrupt end by a cruel twist of fate?
