I woke up to the soothing melody of bird's humming outside my window. The gentle thrills filled the air, a sweet greeting to start the day. Stretching my arms, feeling the softness of my bed.
Before swinging my legs over the side, I placed my both palms on the cold floor, a habitual gesture to express gratitude.
"Thank you, dharti maa", I closed my eyes, palms pressed together and I whispered.
With reverence, I stood up, feeling the cold glazed tiles floor beneath my feet. I pulled back the curtains and a refreshing breeze caressed my face. I took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of blooming flowers from a large garden attached to my room.
I made my way to the courtyard, where the morning sun cast a serene glow. The air was crisp, filled with the secret songs of birds.
My practice began, a harmonious blend of movement and breath. The world faded as I lost myself in the rhythmic flow of kicks, punches, stretches and swordsmanship.
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I pushed open the door to my chamber, came after practising the morning's martial arts. As I entered, I was taken back.
She stood hurriedly, her eyes locked into mine as I entered the room. Her usually calm demeanour was replaced by flustered.
"So...... I'm sorry. I didn't know the way to the temple so I was waiting for Rudrabhiravi as she asked me to", Her words trailed off and she dared not to meet my gaze.
"Relax...Breathe in. Breathe out", I said in a deep gentle voice.
"I'll take a bath as soon as possible then I'll take you to the temple", I took my clothes which were matching with her lehenga's colour.
"Your clothes are already placed on your bed", She pointed towards my bed.
"I changed my desire, I want to wear another one, not that", I entered the bathroom.
I shed my worn clothes, draping them over the stool beside the pool. The warm sunlight danced across the water's surface, inviting me to dive in.
With a sigh, I slipped in the water, crystal clear water. The liquid embrace enveloped me, washing away the morning's fatigue. I submerged, letting the water support my weight. As I bathed, the water's soothing calmness cleared my mind.
As I stepped out of the pool, the warm sunlight caressed my skin. I gently patted the warm water from my skin with a white towel. The refreshing bath had washed away my fatigue.
I slipped into my blue shimmering sherwani. After wearing my clothes, I came out from the bathroom.
Her eyes locked into mine and a deep blush spread across her cheeks. Suddenly, she looked away, her eyes darting towards the windows. The rising sun's warm rays danced across her face. Her chest rose and fell with each rapid breath.
I approached her, my footsteps echoing through the room.
"Next time wear red", I whispered in her left ear. Her eyes changed colour because of the sun's rays making me dove into her dark blackish-brown eyes which turned into hazel brown around pupils and green at the edge of her irises.
I stood beside the ornate mirror, its gilded frame glinting in the soft light. My reflection started back, a vision in blue shimmering sherwani. I lifted the delicate comb, gently combed my black-silked hair. Next, I took the crystal perfume bottle from the surface of the stable which was attached to the mirror. A subtle spay and the fragrance dance around me.
After a final glance in the mirror, I turned around, folded my arms across my chest, my left leg crossed over my right leg, my back-side of my body leaned on the table and I looked at her who was sitting on the sofa,
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HER SHATTERED HEART
RomanceBOOK I in Dark Heart Series Arthisha Shankar, she was the unwanted, ill-treated person in her family. She was a burden according to her parents. Growing up in an environment filled with failed and dysfunctional arranged marriages, the only thing she...
