She was meant to be a Princess. A Royalty. First Girl born after decades in the Family.
But Ashima Rajput never knew.
Living a perfectly peaceful life after years of struggle away from truth. Away from her family with her 2 best friends.
She was not...
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"Hai pahaadan di thandi hawa tu,
Main haan raahi yaara mera raah tu.
Dil tu jaan tu, dard di dwaa tu,
Jad tak main jeena mere jeen di wajah tu
I can't even believe I have talked to her let alone asked her for breakfast. I don't know what happened to me but as soon as I heard her refusing to eat breakfast, I knew I had to take her out. Now watching her sitting on the passenger seat gives me different level of satisfaction.
"Sooo....Where are we going?" She asked looking in my direction.
"There is a cafe nearby."
"Ohh okay, we could have just ordered." She asks curiously.
"It won't be the same. Would it?" She shook her head with a small laugh.
I swear this has to be the most beautiful moment of my life. She, her laugh, her voice is just so magical that I have no words to describe her. We reach the cafe in 2 mins as it was just down the road. I quickly get out of car and open door for her, and she gives me a sweet smile.
We get into the cafe, and it's completely filled with people as the cafe is in main market. I look at her and she eyes everyone uncomfortably and I remember she is uncomfortable in large crowd, so I take her hand in my grip and take her out again towards the car.
"Um, I am sorry. But it's all right we can go back in again." She whispered.
"We are not going anywhere you're uncomfortable with." I say looking at her eyes sincerely.
"No No I am fine."
"How about you sit in the car, I'll go ask for takeout and we can sit and eat in the car?" I tell her with a soft smile. She looks up at me and smiles brightly. She looks so adorable with this smile I wish to see this smile every day.
"Thank you." She sits in the car.
"What do you wanna eat?" I ask leaning down a bit towards the window.
"Pasta?"
"Yes ma'am." I tease her.
She laughs and finally that sad and uncomfortable look on her face is replaced with cute and smiling face. This is how I love her, happy, carefree and smiling. Her laugh makes my heart flutter, and she has no clue. And that's the thing I hate the most. I want her to know what she means to me, what I feel when I look at her or how my entire day becomes ten time brighter when get a glimpse of her.
