Tarini's pov
I've heard that love is like an ocean of fire. It burns you with it's warm embrace. I have stopped believing that because my love is not an ocean of fire, it's my comfort.
Till now, I was believing that I am so unlucky that I may never experience the feeling of home, but I forgot my own words. Home is not a structure, it's not the walls not the roofs, my home is found between his arms.
To be honest, I just can't survive a moment of separation from him now. If I could, I'd never let him go away from me. I circled my arms around him and put my head on his back.
I thanked every single moment of my life that has led me to this beautiful present I'm living today.
I was so self conscious, will I be able to handle this project? How am I going to convince Akarshan Sir, but this man... My moon, my sky, my himachali apple, My Som. Without using any words, he can just look at me and everything seems possible.
The bike stopped and I lifted my head off his back, A local restricted came in veiw. He is showing so much concern about me skipping my meal, I think I'm going to drown deeper into the depths of his love everyday.
"Tarini?"
He looked at me through the side mirror of the bike. Those eyes could give people the most peaceful and beautiful death and I would embrace that even right here and now.
"Som?"
The eye contact settled down a bit more of love deeper into my existence.
"We can stay like this for as long as you want... but, we are here for food. Let me get off the bike?"
I realized that I still held him in my tight enveloping hug. Quickly shifting backwards I got off the bike, allowing him to get off the bike too. We both removed our helmets. No, yeah, he removed my helmet himself. He can do absolutely nothing and I still won't be able to take my eyes off of him.
I felt his fingers slip between mine and he guided me inside the restaurant. The glass windows gave a clear view of the inside. It's not full of crowds, which is heavenly.
We found a table in a cozy spot,far from the rest of the people.
"Sit here, alright? I will be back in a minute."
His dazzling smile was the last thing I saw before he disappeared somewhere. I wonder what he is about to do?
The cutlery placed on the table in a fancy manner caught my attention and I picked up the knife which was next to a fork spoon.
I didn't care about letting my eyes roam here and there, because I can patiently wait for him.
The sound of someone clearing their throat interrupted me and I stopped fidgeting with that knife.
"Out with your boyfriend huh?"
Karan. Without even sparing a look in his direction I knew it's him. First thing I'll do tomorrow is rip off the heads of those spies he hires. How does he know about thi?
He got away with the blunder he created... no doubt, I knew mami will do anything for her son.
The moment I raised my head back up and his face came into my view. I wanted to poke him in those eyes with the fork.
"Out again wasting your existence, karan?"
His smug look didn't fade away. Usually even the slightest insult is hard for him to digest.
"Stop worrying about me. Worry about your career and your... project, Tarini."
I narrowed my gaze on him and his smirk turned sinister. So much confidence, that too in my career's downfall?
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Hamari Raahein
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