He lives his life in shots. A burst of flash and a moment stolen from time. Kept forever trapped into a film. One shot. One look. Was all it took for him to fall. Though he had stolen that moment of her life, now that she has ended up as his lifelon...
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Shivaay
It's almost a week to our wedding. The Trinity who were all excited for the wedding are now silent. They are not ready to accept her as my wife just because she had her face burnt. It's really not her fault. I don't understand why external features of a person is just so important? Why can't they see how caring she is?
She never forgot to get Daadaji his medicines. She takes care of everyone in the house, all the people. Biji, Maa and Badi Maa never talks to her properly, Dad and Bade Papa are ignoring her like she doesn't even exist. OmRu, Ishana and Daadaji are the only ones whom she talks to.
Since the first night of our wedding she has been ignoring me. All the rude behaviour of my family might hurt her and I guess she hold me responsible for that. Partially that can be true. I was the one to propose for the wedding.
Everyone refused to because of her face. But only Daadaji was the one who understood me. He was the one to convince everyone for the wedding.
I don't know how she agreed. We just asked her family and they replied with a yes. But all the while I didn't get a chance to talk to her. Was she really not willing get married to me?
For how long is this going to last?
Annika
A month to the wedding already. But it feels suffocating. All the complete strangers looking at me with disgust in their eyes, some look with pity and some doesn't even look.
The only one makes me feel at peace is Daadaji. Only he is the one who look at me without any pity or any disgust in his eyes. He always talks to me about his life story, how he started his business, how he met Biji, how he love his Billu. The later one seem to be anything but interesting to me.
I clearly refused to marry him but Daadi and Chachi anyhow got me convinced. I really didn't want to but just for the sake if my family I did.
Why did that my man enter my life? Why did he have to marry me? I still doesn't have any answer for that.
Not that I have started any conversations but he tries to have some talks every single day but I never felt to speak to him. I hated him and still do. Why is this man so annoying? How many times I have jerked him off me, I was always rude to him but he still is the same.
All this while I didn't realise I cut myself while chopping the veggies, blood oozing out of my finger and pains like hell. The cut doesn't seem deep.
"What the heck Annika! Where is your mind? Dhyaan nahi de sakti tum? (Can't you be careful?)" I don't know from where he popped out. He took my hand examining it.
"Bhaiyaa here." Ishana rushed with first aid box.
"Yeah thanks"
He took the box and took the ointment out.
"I'll do it my~~"
"Shut up! Just shut up okay? I don't want any voice from you until I finish. Just come and sit." He snapped angrily, but his eyes says something else. Is he worried?
He kept blabbering some scolding while he was cleaning the wound, by that I mean trying to clean the wound. He didn't even touch it but was scared.
"Bade Bhaiyaa aaj hi lagana hai. ( Bade Bhaiyaa you have to apply it today)" Ishana taunted.
"You stay silent, okay? This one stings you have to be careful." He still had the piece of cotton that had the ointment almost an inch higher to where the wound was.
"Bhaiyaa it seems like Bhabhi got hurt but you are the one feeling the pain." Rudra teased his eldest. This is way common now. Rudra always find a way to tease him.
"What the hell did you do?" He screamed in horror as I pushed his hand down so that it finally touches the wound. He pushed my hand away and started blowing.
"What did you do?" He looked up to me.
"What do you mean? You were taking decades to just clean this petty wound." I can't help but roll my eyes.
"But it stings." He voiced out worried still blowing onto my fingers.
"Isn't is me who is suppose to decide whether it sting or not?" Eye roll number 2
"Ishana can you please do it for me?"
"Of course Bhabhi"
She took the ointment chuckling at the scared looking cat.
Shivaay
After a long day at work I am finally home. It was really tiring. It was almost past the bedtime of everyone hence I guess everyone must be asleep.
I am really hungry. So I straightaway went to kitchen and I saw her with a glass jug filled with water.
"Tum soi nahi? (You're still awake?) " What a lame question Shivaay she standing right in front of you.
"Was just about to." She was about to leave but I held her hand.
"I am hungry can you please--"
She nodded "I suggest you go freshen up until then."
"I'll be right back."
Annika
We have moved to Shivaay's own house. The house is twice beautiful than Oberoi Mansion. It have a beautiful garden almost like a park. The best part is the little lake.
To be honest Shivaay had maintained the place really well. It had separate room for all his achievements and photographs that he said are his favourite ones.
"And this is my stress brusting room."
But that's the kitchen.
"I know what you're thinking. Cooking is somthing I do when I am worked up with my thoughts or just angry so yeah." He said scratching the back of his neck.
"Now let's go to our room." He pulled me to the room. "So this is the room. Do you like it? You are free to change anything you want to."
He said all that still holding my hand. Surprisingly much I didn't feel like to jerk it off. No, I was just busy admiring the room.
He got out of the room to attend the call. There was small compartment of books like a mini library.
I just hope unlike all those movies he have a secret room that'll open by pulling any of those book.
Of course not!
What the~~!!! I swear I just touched the book how is this~~
"Annika what would you~~" He paused, almost like freeze.
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