Koyal's POV
I took blessings from Papa as I walked out of the airport. He had come to receive me as always. "How was the flight beta" He inquired. "It was good papa" I replied. Throughout the way we chatted on some general stuff, and in no time soon we reached home. It was decorated and full of life.
As I walked towards the front door I saw Maa, Chotimaa and bebe waiting over there. And for the first time in these 3.5 years of being in this house did I saw Bebe smiling so brightly. Looking at her face I couldn't help but wonder what had caused this sudden burst of joy. Slowly as I approached the main gate I noticed it was Vardhaan, my Vardhaan, my husband. I guess he really is her favorite.
Did he know I was coming? Was he waiting for me? Such questions had surrounded my mind. I was confused as for why are they standing on the gate, especially him that's when I heard Bebe say "Ketli, Aarti ki thal lao" [Ketli, bring the veneration (pooja) plate] .
While maa was doing our aarti, I travlled back to the memory of my ghirh parvesh, that time also the sky had this beautiful golden hue spread all over. The only difference is that it was morning time back then and its evening time now. Last time I entered this house with no hope or expectation. It was just responsibility. But this time...
"O lord, bless me, bless my marriage. I hope this time I am not only entering this house but also Vardhaan's life and heart." I prayed sliently in my heart. Entering the house I greeted a lot of relatives. The whole evening passed away gracefull. The whole dinner I was stealing glances of Vardhaan but he did not look at me for even once. Previously when I used to look at him, our eyes would always meet as both of us used to look at each other unlike right now.
I entered our room, to find Vardhaan all changed settled on the bed, doing something in his phone. I was standing in front of him but not once did he take a glance of me. I wanted to look at his dark brown eyes, at least for once, but luck did not seem to be on my side. Frustrated I cleared my throat to gain his attention and I did.
"You want something" He asked me in a cold and formal way. I nodded my head in a no. "Then why are you standing there, wait you don't wanna share the same bed with me?" He asked again. "No it's not like that actually I needed your help in opening my suitcase, its stuck." I lied to him. I had no option how could he even think I did not want to share the bed with him. I have been dying internally to spend some time with him.
"It's open now" He informed me after a while. I changed into my night dress and I went to the other side of bed. I was not sleeply and I noticed neither was he. The silence and awkwardness had filled our room.i wanted to make some small talk and try to fill the void Last time I shared my bed with him was before going to US.
Back then when the room was filled with this silence and awkwardness it was a comfortable one. Our likeness for each other was brewing in this silence and awkwardness. But now it's uncomfortable, this is hurting. Why wouldn't it, the Vardhaan who asked me every five minestue if I was comfortable or not, if I needed some help has not spoken a word to me since I have arrived. He doesn't look at me the way he used to.
Soon Vardhaan slept, his back facing me. Now tears started flowing out of my eyes. I wiped them. "Come on Koyal now enough of this crying, you will try for this relationship now, like he used to in the past. From tomorrow, Mission Vardhaan starts." My conscience cheered me up. With the thought of working on this marriage soon I also fell asleep.
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Brewing the essence of love
RomanceKoyal and Vardhaan, two individuals, were tied together in a knot by their families. Unknown with each other, one marries out of responsibility and the other in order to avoid constant scrutiny of the society. Both don't know what it takes to be in...