A love story which is like a wired ear phones, tengled yet inseparable
It was a song without melody
A dance without steps
a book with torn pages
It was the end but with a new beginning
A sunrise after sunset
Incomplete, yet complete
Their love...
Everything in today's chapter is a work of my mind it has nothing to do with any kind of religion, Party , land Kingdom , Group , king or history or any other public sentimeit's just a part of my destruction story so so no need to take it to your heart all your lungs And if this offend you anyhow then read this disclaimer again Because at that I had nothing to do with it I'm not gonna take any responsibility for the further actions I know most of you are mature enough to understand but those didn't well then it's a YOU problem And my other lovingly understanding readers : ◇♧ enjoy ♧◇
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The warm glow of lanterns and candles illuminated the cozy sitting room within the Mehel's ancient walls
Raghav sat on a plush couch his back slightly reclined with Vaidehi snuggled up against him her head resting on his shoulder His arm wrapped around her
Aahan sat on the floor his head nestled in his mother Yukta's lap She stroked his hair her eyes filled with affection
Yukti sat cross-legged on a colorful rug her gaze fixed on a book
Mahavir and Yukta exchanged a warm glance Mahavir's rugged features softened
Dadi sat in a comfortable armchair her eyes roam around the room with adoration but suddenly the calmness of her eyes shifted into guilt as she remembered her past actions she looked at Yukta remembering all the troubles she had caused in her son's married life this made her remembered her older son whome she never acknowledge and his wife Sonali who had suffered the most due to her
A tear escaped her eye as she remembered the harsh words she had uttered, hurting her family, including Yukti and of course how can she forget her other 2 grand daughters
Aahan " dadi "
She came out thoughts and looked at him with a soft smile
Dadi " bolo beta "
Aahan " tell us a story naaa "
Yukti closed her book settling into a comfortable position
Vaidehi's hand absently toyed with the buttons on Raghav's kurta her eyes fixed on dadi
Dadi " Vidhi you remember the book Mahavir gave you "
She asked and Vaidehi nodded
Vaidehi " yha but I wasn't able to read it till now "
Dadi " it's ok beta let me dictate it but in from the start like "
Yukti " even before the story of the book ? " She asked and dadi nodded
Yukta " ab yeh toh mujhe bhi sunna he the history of our family "
Dadi's eyes sparkled as she began "In the land of Chandergarh where the moon dipped into the Aravalli ranges..."
