unexpected love

RECEPTION

"After realizing that they would have to share a bed, both Satakshi and Darsh looked at the bed and then at each other. An awkward silence hung in the air. Darsh, feeling uncomfortable and wanting to break the tension, hurriedly spoke."

Darsh nervously, trying to avoid the awkwardness: uhh.. vo aap... aap yha so jao, M abhi ke sth so jaunga.

Satakshi shaking her head, concerned: nhi nhi, ghr vaale smjh jaainge fr ki kuch gdbd h.

Darsh irritated, but still trying to find a solution: or kr bhi kya skte h?

Satakshi after thinking for a moment, trying to keep things light: ek kaam krte h, aap bed m so jana, m sofa pr so jaaungi.

Darsh adamantly, not wanting her to feel uncomfortable: are nhi nhi, aap so jao bed pe.

Satakshi explaining, trying to make him understand: are m choti hu height m, toh m sofa pr comfortable ho jaaungi, aap lmbe ho toh aap usme pura fit bhi nhi ho paaoge.

"Just as Darsh was about to respond, his phone started ringing. It was his secretary. He quickly went out to receive the call. A few minutes later, when he returned, he saw Satakshi peacefully sleeping on the sofa. A sigh escaped him as he watched her. His thoughts swirled in confusion and guilt."

Darsh's POV (feeling troubled): This is why I was reluctant to marry. I don't want to see someone else suffering because of me.

"He was deeply troubled, not wanting to disturb her or touch her without her permission. So, he sat on the other couch, trying not to disturb her. Eventually, he drifted off to sleep while sitting. After a while, both were woken up by a knock on the door. Satakshi, still half-awake, went to open it. Hearing Meenu's voice from outside, Darsh immediately got up from the sofa, wanting to avoid Meenu finding out that they had been sleeping on separate couches. He walked quickly toward the door."

Meenu noticing Darsh awake, teasing him: are tu bhi uth gya? Chipak kr so rahe the kya?  (She smiles and continues, clearly amused) Accha, ab time bhi hone vaala h, toh sb ready hone lg gae h.  Chl akshu, hm ladies ne khi or taiyyar hona h.

Darsh with a playful grin, pulling Meenu into a hug: or meri lady, mujhse bina baat kre kha jaa rhi h?

Meenu laughing, teasing him back: m toh apne pati ki lady hu, teri lady toh akshu h ab.

Darsh cutting off his mother's words, trying to regain control: accha ja kha rhe ho aap? ye toh btao.

Meenu teasingly, with a wink: taiyyar hone. ku, abhi se yaad aa rhi akshu ki?.

" Satakshi and Darsh both look at each other, feeling an awkward silence fill the room."

Satakshi feeling a little uncomfortable, wanting to change the subject: chle fr mumma, vrna  late ho jaainge.

Meenu teasing again, with a knowing look at Darsh: hn hn, iski baaton m rh gae toh late ho jaainge. Darsh tu apne papa ke sth phle chle jana. Main or Akshu, Abhi ke sth aa jaainge.

Darsh slightly frustrated but still concerned, speaking to Meenu: Are, m chl lunga aapke sth. abhi ko driving krne ko mt bolo.

Meenu with a tone of care: Are hum driver ke sth jaainge, bs sth m koi hona cahhiye, islie abhi rhega sth m.

Darsh wanting to make sure everything is set, slightly irritated: pr-

Meenu interrupting, getting serious for a moment: pr vr kuch nhi! tere or akshu ke lie h reception, to ek ko toh hona hi cahhiye, or papa guests attend kr lenge tb tk.