~2 weeks later~
Laksh POV
"Ragini, where is my wallet?" I looked from the mirror to her while she tried to dry her hair. She came to me and took it from the jacket. "Take it." I looked at her. "My watch?" "Here." She put me the watch and smiled. "And not to forget the key. You'll be late." I smiled and kissed her cheek. "Thanks and by the way... I'll be on time. I could smell it." She laughed and hit me. "Now go Laksh." I nodded and went out of the room.
"Thanks Ritik for your help." I was talking to my best buddy who joined me as my co choreographer. Also selected. After we went out of the house we didn't know what to do where to go. I knew that this would be quite different and I didn't want to make anything wrong. "Why not. Best friends are always there in a shit situation." He grinned and put his arm around my shoulder. He was the one who got a little Appartement for a little amount. He helped us and we thanked him all the time . Thank you might be small but the mount of the feel it incredibly big.
„Why isn't he accepting this all? I really can't understand him." He was right. He was well irritated like me. Why not? A father should be with his child. To keep encouraging him or her. But this was a quite shit opposite and I hated it completely. We went to his bike and sat down. He drove us to the studio.Annapurna POV
It is to much silent in this house. Fears all over where Ragini And Laksh were. I was blood shot angry on him. Two weeks I avoided my husband. It was false but he took my child and my bahu apart. As Ragini promised she called me everyday but a pain was still inside. It was normal that a mother had fears.
"Annapurna." I looked away and drunk my cappuccino. Another time to avoid him. "It have been two weeks. Two weeks you're avoiding me." I didn't answer him. "It's right Annapurna. You can be angry on me but don't you know even after so long of our relation? There is a reason." I got angry and put the cup away. He should be happy that I didn't throw it. "Why?! Our son our bahu aren't here! I want them back and I know they will not come back so soon. What was the reason for this all?! Your fame your pride? You don't have to act like this!" "Annapurna... calm down first." "How could I?! How?!" I went to him and moved my hands up. "He should learn the other side of the world." I looked at him. "What?!" "She May know it. Our Bahu Ragini might know it. The reality but Laksh... no. He doesn't know it. I'm proud of them both. Do you know why?" He came to me and stood with straight look. A small smile that curved on his lips. He didn't wait for an answer. "Their bond. I'm impressed of them both." I looked at my husband with a relieved look. "But why? You should not have to bring them out of our house." "I know Annapurna. I know but he could have never known the real world- the hard reality that throes in your face. I know it... I can clearly see it how I struggled. He should not struggle the same like me but he should know the reality. The real world." I looked at him and nodded lightly. "And Annapurna, I'm proud of him that he raised his voice against me to take some new decision for his life. I know that he will come back with a success."Ragini POV
I was outside in the park, didn't know what to do, or what to say. I was at the academy and worked there. Another thing time flew extremely fast. Maa was right. While blinking five seconds are over. It could sound dramatical but it was like that. I took the diary of my maa and opened it. I started to flick through the pages and stopped at a page.
21st of December
Struggle and a lot of Chocolate
I was staring the stars there outside and felt the breeze of the light cold wind. I was married to Shekar Gadodia. My best friend and lover. It's ridicioulos how quickly a leave can turn to a very unexpecting matter. Love. I admired it. It's a new feeling. A strange but at the same time the most perfect feel. These days we have a lot of struggles. I lost many tears for dumb reasons. Why not? Struggles, problem, pain everywhere. Shekar came to me last night and started to cry. I was tensed and asked him what happened. He just looked at me and hold my hand. His hand was wet because of his tears. "I'm sorry. Just for some reasons we're struggling here and mostley you." I was just loking at him and made a complete turn. I told him that there were, are and will a lot of struggles. Problems where we have to face them. Together or alone. He just nodded but couldnt accept it. He just nodded. Nodded and went away. He knew that I was right but he was not in his proper mind that he could accept it.
I smiled reading it. He didn't changed at all. I heard my phone ringing and took it. It was baba.
"What's this?!" Nothing of "hello how are you?" Just a "what's this!" Nice one. It wasn't baba. It was said maa screaming from the other side of the phone. Her disbelief of what we did and mainly what I did. She got to know it very early. "Dadi maa in this case I have to do this. I had to take this step." I was sitting on the bed an kept staring the wall while I tried to give her few good arguments why we all had to do this but as always dadi maa had to think that this was complete wrong. "I told you not to do like that. A woman shouldn't be like that. She should be smooth and mainly respect the elders and what will Laksh do?! A career as.." "stop it dadi maa. Please."Thank you so much for keep reading it till now😂💕 if you liked it keep giving me a star and comment below. Don't you like it also in the comments and I'll do something❤️
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