Kismat Connection♡

Samyuktha

Hii guys,
I know I am posting after a long time but I am really busy and now I will be regularly posting here. And some of you might think that it's boring and leave it, I am requesting to stay a little bit more, it may be boring now but in the upcoming chapters you will definitely like the story as it processes.
So let's delve into the story.
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I entered the bathroom hurriedly. I should simply adhere to my mission: stay away from Mr Husband. I can still feel his touch all over my body. My hands automatically move to the right side of my chest, and this itching urge continuously increases. This pain is rising, it's not his touch that is unbearable, but it's the reaction that my brain and body show when any guy touches me. It reminds me of them-their dirty hands, who touched me and disgusted me to the core. They are monsters who ruined my life, they ruined me for anyone. They... wait, wait, wait, Samy, take a deep breath- yeah, deep breath, in and out, in and out.

I did this exercise until I found myself stable, I have been much better than before. Before Tara was there for me whenever I had an attack or an episode but no one will be here, so I need to be careful. I have to handle myself now. I am strong, I am strong.

I did my morning routine and came out of the room. The shower helped, and I am doing much better now. I wore a bathrobe that I brought- it smelled of musk. It smells nice. I came out doing a little dance to Bollywood songs when someone cleared their throat. Kiska gala kharab ho gaya(who has a sore throat)? I turned around and saw Rudraksh standing with a big thali in his hands, watching me with an amused face. He looked sweaty and handsome. Hold on, Sam hold on- do not get distracted by his handsomeness, we are impossible.

I took thali from him, and he went to the bathroom. I need to get out of here fast. I saw it was a beautiful red saree..., saree and I don't know how to wear one. And these beautiful gold ornaments- they are not mine; they belong to Ruhi didi, "Oyee ye bakwas band karo or ready ho warna tumahara pati aa jayega, meri maa" (Hey, stop this nonsense and get ready otherwise your husband will come.) My inner soul taunted me. I immediately video-called my mother,

"Deepu I need your help, saree kaise pehente hai."(how to wear a saree?)

"Maa bulana toh jaise bhool hi gayi ho,"(It's as if you have forgotten to call me maa)

"Wait wait, Deepu, this is not the right time to lecture me, I need to get ready fast and I don't know how to wear a saree, so help my beautiful mother"

" I told you many times to learn but you were waiting for the right time, see this is your right time"

" Help me now please we can bicker later"

She told me step by step how to wear a saree and I followed the steps. Everything was done, and it looked presentable and nice- good job Samy. I turned around to show my mother,

"Tell me Deepu, how do I look? I knew I am such a fast learner, see"

"Yeah, I agree with you, but beta ji aapne ulti saree pehne hai. (you wore the saree upside down )

A moment of silence passed by when the bathroom door opened and Rudraksh came out.
I looked in his direction, and he was dressed in a two-piece deep red kurta and white pants. By then Mom had ended the call. He came towards me slowly- huh why is walking in slow motion?

I snapped out of my thoughts and he was standing just a few steps away from me.

"You came at the right time, I...I am almost ready, you go downstairs and I will come in a minute, okay?"

I said and started to make my way towards the bed where the ornaments were placed. But even before I could take a second step, I stepped on the saree and lost my balance due to which all the pleats came crashing down- I had made them after so much effort.