Ranking: #1 new year's eve Mar 21___#1-anniversary Mar 21___#6 -madness Mar 21 #1-entangled Aug 21
Part of the Happy New Year's series/ Book 2
New Year's eve, a moment of celebration under the fireworks to be with their loved ones.
Arnav and Khushi...
Finally, he felt relieved crossing the bridge of fears entangled with one ominous night when he crossed all the limits to make Khushi suffer and him going through the hell of life's experiences. Khushi showed him a way out of it to move on and helped him to tell his daughter their real story. His daughter showed him the most innocent way to come back and embrace the love one more time.
Oishi is standing with a torch of justice showing all ways to love and just love. What will Arnav do to revive his vows on this new year's eve with his lady love? Let's see.
Cheers...😘
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Standing beside the poolside, Arnav's eyes were looking at the stars filled the sky like pale corn into freshly turned ground. It was the promise of life in the darkness, once Khushi made him realized. It was a vastness to bring humbleness and an eternal space to bring gratitude for the coziness of home. A home that felt home because of her and Oishi. It was the moment anyone that knew him would see his eyes smile and his breathing deepens just a little. This upcoming new year's eve he was seeing the coming year as netting of fine pathways, of white silk in the moonlight. He will get to choose each step, each choice will be his own. Whatever will come, he'll ready. Yes, he will.
"You became mad at Mama because you loved her and wanted to marry her, simple?"
Oishi's words just reeled again in his head.
Did he shout at Khushi the same words this morning? Then why couldn't he accept this fact then? That night was all about the fire. It was all about letting that natural glee out of its box. Ten years had passed and he still, felt the same emotions for Khushi. There was a freedom in those moments, a chance to give the brain a rest and let the primitive self dance. A dance of nature when a man falls in love with a woman. When a feeling of discontented or resentful longing aroused by someone else's attempt to have an eye on your love. He felt a twinge of envy for Shyam and he did what his mind felt the right thing to do and he did.
