The songs of the street performers caught my wandering mind, It's been hours since we've been wandering in the streets of the Capital.And by WE I mean me and..
Of course him.
A man dressed in white angrakha suitable for a commoner glided towards me through the crowd. His attire was that of a common man but his appearance spoke otherwise.
His clothes were plain but his muscular built was not something for a ordinary man to posses. He was not wearing any ornaments but his face was enough to force the young ladies passing by to turn back to steal a glance at him.
"ये लीजिये।"
"Here."
Only when he was standing infront of me did I notice the small kulhads in his hands and quickly took the one he extended towards me and looked up at his face.
'His face was annoying.'
'Annoyingly handsome.'
I hated it when the young girls were staring at him without any hesitation and whispering God knows what to one another while sneaking glances at him.
I knitted my eyebrows as the cool thandai flowed down my throat.
I looked up at him, who was oblivious of the thoughts bothering me as if..'Does he really not know?'
He had pulled my veil down to bridge of nose saying that I would not be able to enjoy the fair if people kept staring at me because my foreign features would stand out. But the situation here was a whole different case..
"हमारे विचार में आपको भी अपना मुख ढक लेना चाहिए था।"
" I think you should have covered you face too. "
He turned towards me and his eyebrows rose asking what I meant. To which I simply motioned my head in the direction of the girls who were standing besides a stall, staring at him.
His eyes followed my signal and a light smirk appeared his lips and I saw the girls panicking as they were caught red-handed, I could see they were blushing hard as their eyes met his.
'Annoying.. Fucking annoying!'
It was then..
Fingers that were a lot larger than mine interlocked with mine and held my comparably small hand firmly in their warmth. I looked down at our tangled finger and Oh my god.. I loved it when he held my hand in his.
Vazraksh lifted my hand in his hold to his lips, his eyes still on the ladies afar as I stared at his godly profile, My eyes drifting towards the ladies and I could see the visible embarrassment they had for having ideas about a man that was already taken.
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THE BRIDE FROM THE WEST
Любовные романы"You will return... Right?" He asked "You can't... Betray me . Kiara " He said with a hint of sadness in his eyes . "I will .... I will come back " I was on the verge of tears "Tell me love , tell me you'll wait for me " I chuckled through my tears...