𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 | 18+

Chapter-7: A Promise

Yashraj

These eight days were nothing but strange. I was lost in thoughts I never imagined and I dreamt of things I never would've fancied.

I've seen enough life to have come across people who start changing after a certain someone steps into their life.

My situation was no different, just hearing her name would drift me back to the thoughts of her.

I've met her just once but never in my life have I longed like that to meet anyone else. My day starts with her thoughts and ends with her images.

The pictures that Dadu Sa gave me don't at all do justice to her beauty despite being the most gorgeous out of all.

The day we came back from her place I got these photos home from the office. Since that day these images have become the part of my day I look forward to.

If someone could have told the Yash before a month that I would talk to pictures I would have laughed. But here I am talking to her pictures about her.

Despite neglecting it every damn time my mind drifts back to our first conversation whenever I think of her. Her questions were anything but usual and her being vulnerable startled me.

At the same time, it washes a sense of security over my anxious heart of mine that she is secure enough to be vulnerable with me. That gives me a certain feeling of pride that at least she accepts me as being soft.

Since I was a kid I have been taught to be a King. I was a person who valued emotions and was secure enough to show them. But, my father and grandmother condemned me for that. They always said a King has to be rational, not emotional.

That took a toll on me in the worst possible way. I became insecure about my feelings and isolated myself. I built rigid walls around my heart so that no one could witness the side of mine that I buried deep within those walls.

I became exactly how the world perceived me. Strong, tough, rational and reserved. But somewhere in satisfying them, I lost all of myself.

As my head hits the pillow and my heart palpates in my chest my mind takes me back to the moment I held her hands in mine. A sudden jolt of electricity rushed through my body the moment our skin came in contact.

Though it was an unintentional gesture it felt platonic. Her hand in mine felt like I finally found the missing piece of the jigsaw puzzle that was my life.

Anticipating her arrival I closed my eyes to drift off to sleep. She's going to be here tomorrow and will be my fiancé in the next forty-eight hours. As much as I am nervous about it at the same time, there's a glimmer of hope for the better.

Faint chirping and morning glimmers entering through the window woke me up from my slumber. The morning felt different today, I was not as restless as every day. Every day I wake up with a sense of anxiety crippling me that I have to put on a facade of strength. Today it wasn't anxiety but excitement.

Completing my workout routine I began to get ready for my day. Maa Sa has specifically asked me not to go to work for at least two days. Since I was going to be at home all day there was no point in wearing formal hence I chose to wear a white kurta pyjama.

Namaste Dada Sa, I greeted as I walked into the garden where he was reading a newspaper. He replied with the same.

Toh, how are you, Yash? Aaj toh kisi ke aane ka bada intezaar hoga na aapko? He was teasing me first thing in the morning, great.

Arre Dadu Sa, isiliye toh dekhiye nah aaj unke swagat ke liye Bhai Sa ghar par hi hain, Abhi chimed in. God, why is it always me who has to be teased?