~Unaware hearts long for eachother~
London-
It's midnight in London and anirudh's apartment engulfed in silence, it's not night-sleep silence as the room's lights still operative, parallel to study lamp where barrister Anirudh ostensibly drowned himself in his court work, numerous papers and piles of files scattered across the table, alike them one can also see a file swinging in his hands, constantly flipping through pages, silently immersed.
Eternity minutes later finally anirudh tossed the file, after accomplished. He lifted his face, hands instinctively on his neck as he cracked it sideways, heave a sigh of relief.
His eyes again landed on his dishevelled documents.
"Still lots of work" he mumbled while fiddling the papers aimlessly.
"Essentially... I have to assist a depredation case... also have to type some lawsuit legal charters" anirudh remind himself about his pending work.
Involuntarily his face turned sideway and promptly his eyes stilled seeing the scene in front of him or maybe seeing his room because it's appeared as if some silent storm has come and gone.
Anirudh groaned irritated, closing his eyes as his head wrenched back, unwillingly he opened his eyes again taking a look, eyes wandered all over the chaos, his messy bunch of clothes, some are creased nicely resting in his unpacked luggage bag while some of them drooping outside, moreover disorganised Books, chronicles and other housewares.
The reason of all of this is his journey back to India that will going to begin only after two weeks. Along with handling his works he also started packing but seems like it's not going systematically.
Anirudh sighed before getting up and walking through scattered stuffs. Midway picking up his clothes and other items. He tossed them on bed and glare at the clutter.
"Ohh God...i didn't release this mess...Now where to put these... it's all over the bed..and I want to sleep" Anirudh cried out, whining as if it's not his art only.
He inquired carefully before lowering his hands, wrapping them under his bundle of clothes as he tried to pick them up but before he could fully, some photo frames beneath the clothes started slipping and about to fall on ground but anirudh intuitive instinct are fast enough to catch them halfway.
He threw his clothes aside, grabbing the frames firmly. His gazed diverted at more photo frames on bed slightly buried below stuffs.
"When did I put these frames here?" he whispered, uncertain as he tried to remember.
But soon give up "No point... because i myself don't know when did I turned my room... like this" his eyes drifted all over the room.
He sits on bed and started collecting the frames but intuitively stopped when his hand got a special frame, his family photo. His eyes essentially become emotional as gracious and gentle smile flickered on his face. His fingers dearly caresses on frame.
"The wait is almost over... just only a month" he whispered emotionally, conjointly trying to hold back his tears.
With same gentle smile he again started to collect frames when his eyes fell on a frame that was upside down. His hand extended to straighten the photo, as soon he got a look of it his inside again braced with warmth because it's a picture of him, batuk and bondita.
"This picture.." a curious smile tugged on his lips as he tried to remember when the photograph was taken.
Then it clicked his mind "oh yeah...this might be taken in my farewell party.
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~Shona~My Divine Obsession
ФанфикIn the 1920s India's aesthetic era , London returned barrister 24 year old anirudh roy choudhury find himself getting arranged marriage with a 12 years old girl whom he always adore as his little child princess , his shona whom he vowed to protect...