Will Shiva and Raavi ever be able to adjust to their lives, after it was turned upside down?
Tune in to find out!
Based on the Star Plus show, Pandya Store.
He had cornered her, both hands on the wall, trapping her.
"Shiva, koi dekh lega hume." Raavi blushed.
"Dekhne de, biwi hai tu meri. Haq hai mera tujhpe." He said, shifting his hands to her waist, and pulling her closer.
Their faces were inches apart, eyes finding each other, then focusing on their lips.
"Shiva, kya kar raha hai?" Raavi whispered, putting her arms around his neck.
"Tujhe nahi pata?" Shiva whispered back, leaning in to-
CLASHHHHHHH
Shiva woke up with a jolt, confused about the dream he had. What the hell was that? He shook his head to clear out those thoughts, but they were clear as day.
"Sorry sorry, galti se gir gaya plate" Raavi apologised profusely, picking up the plate and whatever fell from it.
Shiva stared at her. That dream he just had, was it because.....
No. No way.
"Kaha na I'm sorry, aise ghoor mat mujhe, so jaa waapas." Raavi frowned.
He scrubbed his eyes awake, "Chalega. Waise bhi uthne waala tha." and walked to the washroom.
He splashed water on his face, and looked in the mirror.
Why was he dwelling on that dream so much? Why did it affect him? It was just a dream, it doesn't have to make sense.
Or does it....
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The weather outside was cloudy, and so pleasant, as if it could rain any time now. Winds blew slightly, making the leaves on trees rustle.
It was a beautiful sight, and a perfect moment to be alone in his secret spot.
"Mai thodi der bahar jaa raha hoon, aa jaunga shaam se pehle." Shiva announced, to no one in particular, and left on his bike.
The hill top looked as beautiful as ever. The luscious greenery below, rustle of leaves, the whistling of the wind, soft thunder from above made everything perfect.
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This was his go-to spot. Whenever he had to clear his mind out, he'd come here and sit for hours at a stretch.
The peace he found here was beyond measure. It was surreal.
He breathed in the crisp air, and it already helped him quite a lot.
He thought about the main highlight of his life in the last 3 months. His marriage.
He had almost refused to marry Raavi on that day, but his family's reputation and a girl's life were dependent on him. Would it be right to be selfish and refuse?
