🪷 Aankhiyan na roye, Tae jaage na soye, Tae taa umr jeete rahein 🪷
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"Ranbir?" Harleen called for her husband as she knocked on the door of his study and then opened the door.
It had been six months since they got married in that small Gurudwara in the small village nearby. After being introduced to his family, Harleen and Ranbir got officially married in a big celebration. Her side of the family was also invited who weren't the least bit happy for the couple, but since the Randhawas were such an influential family, they could hardly raise objection on anything that was happening. Harleen was formally introduced to everyone, and it didn't took the couple time to settle into the life of a newly married one.
They have developed a sweet routine of their own. Harleen had gelled well with her in-laws. She bonded a lot with her sister-in-law over books and movies. She was a temple going person so that helped her bond with her parents-in-law as well.
Ranbir continued his work as a businessman and a politician, but there were some changes in his schedule as well. He was firm on getting back home at a reasonable hour so that he can have dinner with his beautiful wife every night. Harleen would prepare dishes, he liked and learned the traditions that went around in the family. Everyone in the Randhawa household were happy about the new addition to their small family. Ranbir's parents often jokingly said that they couldn't have found a better girl than Harleen for Ranbir, even if they would've searched themselves.
The couple had grown a lot closer in the span of six months as well. Harleen had gotten way more comfortable with Ranbir's presence. She had never really been close to any man in her life, so it took her some time to adjust to the proximity that she had started to share with her husband, but the pure relationship between them eased all the tensions she had, and she now trusted Ranbir with herself completely.
"Tumhe knock karne ki koi zarurat nahi, Harleen." Ranbir said as he looked up from the document he was previously reading.
You don't need to knock, Harleen.
She nodded and walked towards his desk and completely ignoring his presence, she stood in front of the big open bookshelf that was present behind him.
Harleen was found of books. She was happily surprised when she found out that Ranbir liked reading as well, and since she did not have a favourite genre, she started borrowing a couple books from Ranbir's study and reading it in her downtime. When he noticed this habit of his wife, he started filling the bookshelf with books of many different genres for her.
He even bought books he wouldn't usually read, but knew that it might peak interest in Harleen. So hence every genre of books were present in the big, open bookshelf. Ranbir had even gone a step ahead and installed another large bookshelf in the left corner of his study, which can be filled by more books for his wife to read in the future.
