𝗔𝗙𝗥𝗘𝗘𝗡 - Beautiful
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This is a collection of Desi Short Stories.
The stories:
1. Dilkash ✨
[Arranged Marriage | Soft Romance]
2. Mukhtalif 🤍
[Secret Affair | Opposites Attract]
3. Inayaat 🪷
[Marriage of Convenience | Grum...
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An extended epilogue of the story is up on my scrollstack account.
~ Sneak-peak ~
The Oberoi mansion was lively this morning, filled with the scent of vanilla frosting, balloons scattered across the marble floors, and the sound of laughter echoing from room to room. It was Aarohi Oberoi's second birthday and she was making sure the entire world knew it.
"Papa! Ba-oon!" Aarohi exclaimed, pointing at the sky-blue balloons floating above her head.
"Yes, princess, balloons! And guess what? Yeh saare aapke liye hai." Armaan Oberoi crouched down beside her, grinning.
They're all for you.
"Sachi?" Aarohi gasped dramatically, her big brown eyes widening.
Really?
"Sachi. Saare aapke liye hai." Armaan confirmed, tickling her tiny stomach until she squealed with delight.
Really. All yours.
Across the room, Aashi watched the scene unfold, her heart swelling with a warmth that words could never describe. Two years ago, she had cradled a newborn baby girl in her arms, terrified and elated all at once. Now, that same baby was running around the house in a frilly pink dress, her hair tied into two uneven pigtails that bounched with every step.
"Armaan, stop tickling her. Uske baal bikhar jayenge phirse!" Aashi called out, pretending to scold, though the laughter in her voice betrayed her amusement.
She'll mess up her hair again!
"Par uski birthday hai! She gets to be messy." Armaan looked up, eyes twinkling.
But it's her birthday!
"At least mujhe ek acchi si photo toh lelene do isse pehle ke woh cake se khelna shuru karde." Aashi said, coming forward to fix her daughter's hair.
At least let me get one nice picture before she starts playing with cake.
"No photo. Cake now." Aarohi pouted, clearly uninterested in neatness or photographs.
"Bilkul apne papa ki tarha hai, impatient." Aashi chuckled, lifting her daughter onto her hip.
You're just like your dad, impatient.
"Hey," Armaan protested playfully, "Mai impatient nahi. Mujhe bas... jo chahiye so chahiye."
I'm not impatient. I just... know what I want.
"Aur woh kya hai?" Aashi asked, arching an eyebrow.
And what is that?
"Tum. Sirf tum." Armaan leaned in with a mischievous grin.
You. Only you.
~ x ~
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