[Sequel of Rang Jo Lagyo: The Colours of Love; can be read as a standalone]
Who said people with perfect pasts don't have broken parts to them and who said people with shattered pasts don't have a sense of fulfilment in them?
When she has learned th...
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As the light came through the thin curtains of my room, I woke up with a stretch all excited. Removing the blankets, I took a quick shower and wore a black long sleeves shirt with brown cargo pants. Putting my Apple watch on and taking the car keys, I rushed out of the house.
Every moment spent with her felt like a fresh breeze of air. Each moment was a new experience, but it held the same warmth that I was slowly getting addicted to. I drove to her house with an ear-to-ear smile on my face. Parking outside the gates, I got out the car and leaned against it. I texted her and kept waiting eagerly for her to come out. My eyes were fixated on the front door of her house as I didn't want to miss the moment when she would walk out and near me with every step.
The door of her house opened soon, and she came out fixing her flowy pink sundress that was ending at her calves. She was looking down while tucking the open hair strand behind her ear and kept walking towards me. My hand travelled to my chest right where my heart is that began to beat faster than its normal pace.
Why do you do this every time?
I asked my pulsating heart. She lifted her gaze up from the dress after fixing it and blessed me with her soulful smile that just made the condition of my poor heart worse. Opening the gates, she neared me, and I slid the hand down my chest.
"Morning my tour guide," she said cheerfully.
"Morning ma'am. At your service right on time," I said bowing down dramatically by placing my hand near the abdomen and it made her laugh.
Moving towards the passenger's seat, I opened the door for her, and she settled herself in. I sat on my seat too and opened up the roof of my cabriolet to let some air and sunshine fall upon us. "Chalien?" I asked her and she nodded excitedly.
We soon hit the roads and after driving for some time, the city got replaced by open fields on both the sides. There weren't many cars around us, and it was different from the hustle and bustle of everyday city traffic. Even the air was more fresh here just adding to our zest.
I moved my eyes to her from the road and her hair were flowing flamboyantly in the breeze. She was looking around taking in the beautiful scenery. "You didn't ask where I'm taking you. What if I'm kidnapping you?" I asked.
She moved her gaze to me and said, "if the kidnapper is you then I'd happily get kidnapped." I laughed at her wit moving my eyes back to the road. She stood up from her seat and spreading her arms in the air, she let the wind completely surround her. I had to lift my head up to look at her who was enjoying this wholeheartedly. She looked down at me and I pressed on the race pedal to increase the speed further while looking back at her. The wind grew even stronger blowing her hair further in the hair. She settled back down on the seat and began fixing her hair.
It took us few more hours to reach our destination and as I entered the premises of it, I was met by a valet. Getting out, I handed him the keys and went around to open the door for her. I extended my hand towards her, and she slipped hers in mine with a soft smile. As she stepped off the car, she gave the place a good and her cheerful expressions changed into confusion.
