Status :- Completed
~Glimpse~
"Is This true diya? Did you lied to us all?"
Ruhanika asked Diya as calmly as She could, The Whole Family have Started Loving Diya, and If She have Actually lied to them, They will Get hurt so badly.
"Bhabhi, I.."
"...
My woman is a queen, a Queen who never needed me to fight and win the battles for her. She is the Queen who made me a king, Wanted me to be her emotional support. We need to understand a woman is capable of solving her issues on her own, she doesn't needs solutions, she needs support, us to let her handle things and Be proud of her.
~Aviraj singh rathore Song name - Tujhme rab dikhta hai _________________________________________
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"Diya, We here let-" I looked at the Passanger seat to find her eyes closed. A small smile playing on her lips as a few hair strands tried to disturb her sleep. I was quick to tuck them behind her ear. Her face looked calm, without any tension.
People think I am too good, too calm. Too unrealistic maybe. But what they don't see is, I am what she deserves. I am the person who she needed from the very beginning. My diya is a Fighter, a girl who loves to fly high. She never needed someone to keep her into a Gold cage and she won't need it ever. Not until I am here. Here to fly by her side. Here to let her take actions. I know If I decide to step in, I can handle things. But I also know, that's not what she needs.
My family have thought me only one thing ever since I was a kid. A woman is capable of supporting herself financially, physically as well as mentally. The woman who is capable of giving birth to a new life. She can do everything on her own, But you have bear the baggage of her Emotions. Her overwhelming emotions that she hides from everyone. I have seen each every male in my family moulding themselves into the Man their partner and family needed them too and I am happily ready to be like them for the woman I love.
"Aviraj, are we here?" I heard her voice which was barely a whisper but enough to pull me out of my thoughts. Looking as gorgeous as ever even with these bloody clothes. Blood that ofcourse doesn't belong to her. Hehe.
तू ही तो जन्नत मेरी, तू ही मेरा जूनून तू ही मन्नत मेरी, तू ही रूह का सुकून
I focused my attention to her with a smile on my face as she opened her beautiful eyes. Hey Mahadev, yein aankhein inki Jaan le lengi meri.
तू ही अंखियों की ठंडक, तू ही दिल की है दस्तक
"Yes love, Come on let's go in." She nodded. I opened the door and Stepped out, only to see she was about to open her door on her own. "Waitttt!"
और कुछ ना जानूं मैं, बस इतना ही जानूं
"I am going to opened the doors for you baby, Why was I even born on this planet if you have to do all these works on your own." I spoke dramatically and Earned the Melodious laugh from my wife. Yay me.
तुझ में रब दिखता है, यारा मैं क्या करूँ तुझ में रब दिखता है, यारा मैं क्या करूँ
