"This part is especially for NimashaLovesKarEena , who wished to witness their love."
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Years had passed since Karishma and I first embarked on our creative journeys together. Now, standing on the balcony of our home, watching the night lights of the city twinkle below, I couldn’t help but reflect on how far we’d come.
Karishma’s writing had blossomed into something beautiful her words reaching the hearts of countless readers. As for me, I had poured my soul into my art, finding new depths of expression with each piece I created. Together, we supported each other’s passions, lifting one another through every success and struggle. Our love was the foundation of it all.
When we announced to the world that we were getting married, the response was nothing short of overwhelming. Our fans, who had followed our creative paths for years, rejoiced alongside us, filling us with gratitude. It wasn’t just about our love it was about the journey we had shared with them, through stories and paintings that captured pieces of our souls.
A few weeks ago, I had seen Carolyn during one of my convention events. We spoke for a while, and I was thrilled to learn that she had fully embraced her passion for art. Seeing her pursue her dream and thrive in the creative world filled me with immense joy. It was a reminder of how following one’s heart could lead to such fulfillment.
I glanced around at the walls of our home, adorned with Karishma’s books and my latest artworks.
As I stood there, the cool breeze brushing past me, I felt a sense of peace. The city below hummed with life, but up here, everything felt still. Just then, I heard the familiar sound of the door opening. I didn’t need to turn around to know who it was. A knowing smile crept onto my face as
Karishma placed her belongings on the nearby table, walked toward me with a warm smile, and gently back hugged me. The warmth of her embrace wrapped around me, filling me with a sense of contentment.
“How was your meeting for the new book, love?” I asked, enjoying the closeness.
Karishma smiled, resting her chin on my shoulder. “It was fantastic, but I missed you there, Princess,” she replied softly.
I turned to her with a little pout and a playful glint in my eyes. “But you’re the one who told me to take the day off and rest,” I teased.
Karishma smiled warmly, brushing a stray lock of hair behind my ear. “The difference is, I have my energy booster,” she said with a teasing glint in her eyes.
I raised an eyebrow. “What’s that?”
She leaned in closer, gazing straight into my eyes. “You, Princess,” she whispered, her words sending warmth straight to my heart. I blushed, unable to stop the smile that spread across my face.
With a small laugh, I pulled away and headed toward the table. “Alright, Miss Energy Booster, dinner’s ready,” I said, trying to regain composure.
Karishma followed, her eyes widening as she saw the spread on the table. “You made all of this?” she asked, her voice full of surprise and delight.
I nodded, smiling softly. “I thought to prepare something special for my love.”
She looked at me, her eyes full of warmth and admiration. “You always know how to make me feel like the luckiest person in the world.”
I laughed softly, feeling my heart swell with affection. “Well, I’m glad you liked it.”
As we began eating, Karishma took a bite and looked at me with an amused smile. “How was your day off? Did you actually rest?”
I shrugged playfully. “I tried, but it was hard knowing you were out there handling everything alone.”
She chuckled, shaking her head. “You deserve the rest, Princess. You’ve been running around non-stop for weeks.”
I smiled, teasing her. “You’ve been right there with me, though. Shouldn’t you rest, too?”
Karishma leaned forward, her eyes sparkling. “Maybe, but I’ve got my energy booster, remember?”
I blushed again, feeling the warmth of her words. “You’re incorrigible.”
She laughed, clearly enjoying how flustered I was. “And you love it.”
I couldn’t argue with that. The rest of the evening passed in a blissful haze our conversation flowing easily as we ate, filled with stories, laughter, and playful teasing. Every glance from Karishma, every smile, made me feel more connected to her, more thankful for the life we were building together.
By the time dinner ended, the room was filled with a soft, contented silence, the love between us almost tangible.After clearing the table and tidying up, we decided to take our usual night ride.
We grabbed our helmets and headed outside, the cool evening air wrapping around us as we approached Karishma's bike. Today, I would be the one riding. Karishma climbed on behind me, her arms wrapping around my waist as I settled into the seat.
Karishma leaning in, her voice filled with excitement"Ready for our little adventure?"
I nodded,smiling softly "Always."
With a gentle twist of the throttle, I started the engine, the familiar roar echoing in the quiet night. We pulled away from home, weaving through the quiet streets. The city lights twinkled like stars against the dark sky, illuminating our path. The wind rushed past us, and I could feel Karishma's laughter mingling with the sound of the bike.
Karishma shouted over the wind, "I love these moments with you! Just us, the open road, and no worries!"
I smiled back. "Me too! It feels like the world is ours."
We rode through the night, our hearts light as we talked and laughed, sharing dreams and making plans. Every mile we traveled brought us closer together, and the bond we shared felt unbreakable.
Eventually, we reached our favorite lookout point, a place where we could see the city skyline stretching out before us. I parked the bike, and we climbed off, standing side by side as we took in the breathtaking view.
I took a deep breath. "This never gets old."
Karishma smiled, her eyes sparkling. "No, it doesn’t. It’s perfect."
We stood in comfortable silence, taking in the quiet beauty of the city below. The twinkling lights reflected our dreams, reminding us that the world was full of stories yet to be written, paintings yet to be created, and memories yet to be made.
With Karishma by my side, I knew that this was only the beginning of the next chapter. Together, we would continue to create, to inspire, and to love deeply, facing the future with the same passion that had brought us to this moment.
She leaned against me, and I wrapped my arm around her shoulder, feeling grateful for every moment we had shared.
Karishma said softly, "With you, I feel like anything is possible."
I nodded, filled with determination. "Me too. Let’s promise to never stop dreaming and creating."
Karishma looked into my eyes. "I promise. No matter where life takes us, we’ll always find our way back to each other."
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This is just the end of this story not their journey how they "BOUNDED BY BRUSHSTROKES" and their journey filled with colours of love
As we continue to fill our lives with love, this chapter closes, but their story will always go on.
For now, this writer is signing off. Stay tuned for the next new adventure of our beloved Kareena.
By -ZJ
