PrAja / RoSal OS - Soulmates...!! (Complete)

SOULMATES...!!

Khamma Ghani...!!!

All the beautiful writers, commentators and silent readers too have inspired me to write something on our very own PrAja...!! So for once I've tried my hands on something sweet and simple...!! I really hope you enjoy it....Please give it a try...!!

SOULMATES...!!

The first rays of the sun embraced the earth with all the new hopes, lights and sparks...! A cool morning breeze went past the curtains sweeping loose strands of hair off her face. A pleasant fragrance of newly blossomed flowers filled the air. Chirps of the birds started to buzz around. She slowly removed her silky blanket and sat twiddling. A soft smile formed on her beautiful face as his murmurous voice rang in her ears "Good Morning Ajab...!"

She got up to welcome the new day with all the enthusiasm. After taking bath she went to do her daily morning prayers. She garlanded her kanhaji and did the aarti singing along his favorite bhajan.

At the same time, someone, at the place far away, rubbed his eyes with his hands like a small kid. Ran his fingers through his messy soft curls. As if her bhajan reached to him, he smiled sitting on the bed. His days always started with her melodious voice tinkling in his ears "Good Morning Pratap...!"

He finished his daily exercise routine and got ready to go to the office. Today was special as he had a very important meeting. His presentation, if succeeded, could boost his career to another level. Before entering the conference room he closed his eyes and whispered "Pray for me".

She put a diya at the feet of her idol. Joining hands she closed her eyes "Bless him with all the confidence and success Kanhaji...! Please be with him."

She was all set dressed in a white top and leggings with pink designs and pink dupatta. She applied kajal and a little lip gloss. She loved simplicity which he admired the most. She hung her jhola on her shoulder and out of the room.

"Arre Ajabde, thik se nashta to karlo beta" Her mother shouted from the kitchen.

"I'm getting late, Maa" she picked up some parathas and packed "Raste mein kha lungi..." hurriedly she left from home.

She came to orphanage more often. Children out there loved her the most. She spent most of her time there teaching them, feeding and playing with them...It made her happy to be around those kids. She tried to be as lively and vivacious as he had seen and wanted to see her always. She awaited him. To come back to her and passed her days trying to bring smile on faces she came across, not to forget to smile herself as she promised him...

At the lunch time, along with the staff, she served the children with her own hands. "KHEER...!" they all cried in happiness. She smiled and happily fed them all. She stared at the kids enjoying as a memory crept in

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After a fight with him, she tried to coax him numerous times, all in vain. So to cajole him, she decided to make him something, which he loved the most. It was the very first dish, she learned to cook, only for him.

"Kheer...! My favourite...!" He jumped up all surprised and excited. He grabbed the two bowls she served, one for each. She went to took one in her hand, he gripped both the bowls saying "Aaj to yeh sari kheer main hi khaunga..."

"Waah...!" he closed his eyes as a satisfied smile curved up on his lips. "Tumne to pehli hi baar mein kamaal kar diya" She got really happy and relieved that he liked it. She wondered how with the sweetness of kheer he forgot all about the fight.