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"Duniya jab kismat se takrana seekhti,
Tab maine kismat ke saamne jukna seekha tha.
Shayad kismat mein unse ishq nahi lekin unka intezaar likha tha.,"
(When the world learnt on how to fight for their fate, I simply...
The comments on the notice chapter are all screenshot and saved in my album, a rememberance of the reason I decided to public the book.
I love reading family oriented books but not every Indian family is as supportive as the books show, though I love those books too but.... But the reality of people treating their daughter-in-laws is too different. I wanted to show that- the daily Indian house scenes where the daughter-in-law tries to fit in and the husband being crushed between two sides.
Thank You so much of your support and I hope you guys will stay positive and trust the author until the book ends.
Remember - TRUST ME.
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HAPPY READING ! 💫
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*Third Person's POV*:-
The morning rays seeped inside the room through the narrow gaps of the floor-length curtains of Nishtha and Ranvijay's expansive chamber.
The faint chirping of the bird and the bright beam of sun falling of their face caused Nishtha to blink her eyes awake.
The alaram had not rung yet but the habit of waking up early caused Nishtha to wake up, however tired she was.
Her eyes blinked slowly causing the droopy blur to fade away. Once her view was clear her eyes went still, a faint smile made its way on her lips as she stared at the sight in front of her.
With messy hair and a cute pout, Ranvijay breathed out softly in his sleep causing Nishtha's heart to swing. Still in his sleep Ranvijay turned a little, tightening his arms around his comfortable pillow- Nishtha.
The strong pull from a sleeping Ranvijay was something sudden and caused Nishtha to shriek in surprise as her hand fell on Ranvijay's chest for support.
"Shh, let's sleep.," murmured Ranvijay wiping away the drool at the corner of his lips.
"Good morning," whispered Nishtha, her chin supported on Ranvijay's chest as she graced her finger on Ranvijay's beard.
Ranvijay eyes snapped open and he blinked twice to re-confirm what he was seeing.
"Good Morning, I am really not dreaming.," he beamed finding Nishtha in his arms who let out a soft chuckle at his antics.
"No you are not.,"
"Let's sleep a little more. I am exhausted.," muttered Ranvijay feeling the soreness seep through his limbs. The wedding had preparations had exhausted him.
Meanwhile, Nishtha was about to concur to doze off when the alaram blared loudly. Shutting it off Nishtha wriggled out of Ranvijay's hold causing him to groan in annoyance.
