Psycho's OS Collection- Shraman Stories

Pieces Of Puzzle

Random OS after ShraMan get married in the court.I had written this in IF long back(which I realized now) so posting it here.

There he sat looking at a couple who supposedly were newly married,well at least the girl's churas said so and then he looked the other side only to be met by a elderly couple,probably in there 60s who were feeding each other,love visible to even a blind man.He and Suman had come to a new posh restaurant after lots of pursuing by the family,they were just married for a week after all. Currently she was in the washroom while Shravan sat waiting for her,observing all the couples who sat around him. It was when he quietly observed the different stages of love he realized how his dream,the one who he had desperately wished to be true had now after all these years when it had actually come true the destiny had played its game and today he and his wife played the game of strangers.

He thought how it would have been like if he would come from his work and would dash to the kitchen and surprise his wife,his Sumo and then demand for a kiss but would be met by a wife that would scare him of for a bath or he would get no food.How would it be like if he would sit down with her to watch the TV and fight whether to watch the news or a daily soap she liked and then probably purposely give in,just to see her smile. How would it be like when they would go for a movie and she would cuddle with him and watch those interesting characters on screen while he would watch the beauty beside him.How would it be like if he would ever mess up and she would be angry and then slowly he would try new tricks and tats for getting her back and then they probably would ending up having a make up sex. How would it be like if he would skip his work just to treat his ill wife and like a possessive husband demand her to rest and then proceed to cook,of course failing in its way winning his wife's smile on his way.How would it be like if she would select his dress code everyday in the morning and at night before a party,he would buy a beautiful saare for her and the most amazing jewelery and would witness that twinkle in her eyes,probably would even witness a sly kiss though.How would it be like if he would wake up next to her every morning and greet her with a morning kiss to which she would respond by a blush creeping up her cheeks.

How would it be like if one day he would come from a trip and she would announce that she is accepting their baby in few months and how he would then be overjoyed and would blast out of happiness.How would it be like if he would then leave all his other stuff behind and make her,his priority and see her belly growing.How would it be like if he would drive his car at 2 at night just to fulfill her craving and then come home only to see her sleeping peacefully.How would it be like if he would fight with everyone who would tease her for becoming fat and then later receive enormous amount of cuss words for doing this to her.How would it be like to hear their baby's heartbeat and feel him kick and then tell the baby to ask his mother to forgive him in case if she was angry again.How would it be like if she would demand for a mumma's boy and he for a daddy's princes and then in between his brother would pop in demanding of twins,leaving both of them flushed.How would it be like if at the end of her pregnancy they would go for a maternity photoshoot and later how her water would be broken and he would rush her to the hospital,being tensed by all that screams that would come from the labor room.How would it be like if sometime later he would visit her and would see her cooing their baby and then how she would hand him the baby and how he would be scared but then take the baby in his arms and give the baby's mother a big sloppy kiss.

How would it be like if he would take care of the baby at the night so that she could sleep and how he would have a tough time changing the baby's diapers everyday.How would it be like if he could witness the baby's first walk,first tooth,first word-whether it be maa or paa,first day at school and how the life would proceed.How would it be like if the baby was a boy and they would do push ups together and if it was a girl how he would enjoy letting her pain his nails and have a talk over a tea party.How would it be like if soon they would welcome another member in their family and soon would travel all round the world calling themselves a family.How would it be like if he and she could see their children growing.How would it be like seeing them settling their own life and getting married having their own kids,which would be pampered by their Grandparents as so they will become.

How would it be like if they would retire themselves from the world and just spend time which each other promising to be together for the next seven years ahead and many more to come as they proceed.How would it be like if they would walk hand in hand in a park or look out of their windows to see a couple making memories and they would smile remembering their good old days.How would it be like if he would still call her a wrestler even at the age of 80 and how they still would cuddle on a cold windy night counting the stars and thinking about the long way they have come.How would it be like if they would lay peacefully,gifting themselves to god but still together.

He and Suman were pieces of same puzzle that fit in perfectly but were just disjointed and it was only them who could who could now pick up those pieces and place it in its right position.The time was now,and a talk could fix it all.He could fix it all,his Sumo could fix it all.

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A/N-So I know you all wanted a new story but trust me my laptop is not free and I cannot write without my laptop.I have been keeping a bit ill too and hence cannot write much.Hope you all understand.I promise to update 'All About Trust' within a day or too.

So how was this heavy read?Shravan's monologue stating his realization.And this is a OS and it ends here so I won't be continuing it.

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