" What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from."
-T.S. Eliot
In the enigmatic town of Kshaya lurks a figure shrouded in infamy: SHAITAN, the most wanted criminal whose true id...
Four months had passed since Ashwath and Ahalya had married, and they were living their happily ever after in the warmth of their home with Ashwath’s parents, Ananya and Anand. One day, Anand and Ananya decided to take a short trip together, leaving Ashwath and Ahalya alone at home. Seeing the opportunity for a quiet, intimate evening, Ahalya decided to plan something special—a romantic candlelit dinner for Ashwath.
She had recently learned a new dish from a YouTube tutorial and was eager to try it. Adorned in a deep blue saree that shimmered under the soft lights, she set the dining table with delicate care, making sure everything was perfect. The plates gleamed, the silverware was arranged meticulously, and the soft glow from the candles created a warm, inviting atmosphere.
As she rushed to the door upon hearing the sound of a vehicle approaching, her heart fluttered with excitement. When Ashwath stepped inside, the weight of the day evident on his shoulders, he was met by the beautiful sight of Ahalya standing there, radiant in her saree, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.
“Wow, you look absolutely stunning. What’s the occasion?” Ashwath asked, his voice filled with admiration as he glanced at her, slightly taken aback by her beauty.
“Come inside first and freshen up quickly,” she said with a playful smile, nudging him gently toward their room.
Once Ashwath had refreshed himself and returned to the living room, he noticed the table set for two, the flickering candlelight casting a warm glow across the room. Ahalya stood beside the table, a soft smile on her lips, her eyes twinkling as she lit the final candle.
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"Did you prepare dinner?" Ashwath asked, his curiosity piqued by the intimate setting.
"Yes, just for you," Ahalya replied with a wink, tapping her eyelids as she grinned mischievously.
“Hope I don’t die from whatever this is,” he joked, his tone lighthearted as he sat down at the table.
“Always so quick to ruin the mood,” Ahalya teased, though her laughter was laced with affection.
“Okay, okay, I’ll give it a fair review,” Ashwath promised, trying to contain his grin.
As they sat at the table, Ahalya served him a spoonful of the dish she had lovingly prepared. Ashwath took a bite, his eyes widening in surprise.
“Wow, my talented wife! Where was this hidden talent all this time?” he exclaimed, his voice filled with admiration.
Ahalya’s face lit up with joy, her eyes sparkling as she clapped her hands in excitement. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!” she laughed, clearly pleased by his praise.
As they continued their meal, Ahalya looked at him with a playful glint in her eyes. “So, tell me... didn’t you ever have a crush before?”
Ashwath raised an eyebrow, looking at her as he chewed thoughtfully. “Of course I did, but I never expressed it to her,” he admitted, leaning back slightly in his chair.
