Chaand Chupa Badaal Mein(ShivIka FF)

Part 3

Annika's POV

It has been already  a week since I've arrived India.Now I've nothing to do with that pompous lifestyle of London. It had already taken everything in life which I've ever called as mine. Everyone who had belonged with me had already taken leave from this cruel world.

After  deciding to take a break from London, I've decided to return back India and find my genuine self for once and all.Right from the childhood, I've kept myself busy in studies, being self-independent lady in high school, taking care of Chutki and Maa. 

Daksh came into our lives. He and me always had a CoI or Clash of Ideologies. We got engaged but later I came to know he's psychopath and had killed his fiancée and their unborn child, his sister because of small reasons.

I broke my engagement with him and decided to move into India. I had chosen to walk on the road that's not taken.Where I wander; none have walked before. The scars that mark my body are strange to all living creatures. The abuse I have suffered at my own hand and those of others brought forth more tears than any dam could possibly hold. But strangely enough I found myself. I learned to cling to that self in hurricanes and rain. I learned to fight every moment-to remember. Cause that's life; just a long vicious cycle of remembering and forgetting.      

  Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery and today? Today is the present! The past that I relished and yet deplore. The future that I await yet apprehend. This roller coaster, called life, astounds me with a sudden feeling of wonder and astonishment at times or strikes me nefariously, without a warning. At a point it's like a congruous, concordant blend of bliss and felicity and at other times it's just outrageously wicked. It lets me experience mirth at the fullest, then leaves me despondent and in a state of melancholy. And yet here I am anticipating life's thrilling adventures, waiting to enshroud its deepest mysteries. I know not the perils that life withholds, nevertheless, I choose to live it to the fullest and revel every aspect of it...! 

I went near to the wardrobe and withdrew a box,I take my painful memories and place them in a box; I put them there with photographs, rings and cufflinks. The box is their coffin and I set them to rest with the same reverence as a beloved one passed on. This funeral comes with tears and trauma no less than a real death and now that they have been buried, the wake comes next. It is the waking of my inner-self, the one with the power to heal and be the person I was always destined to be.

   I've never live for myself, always had been breathing to live for others. I've decided to travel on a soul searching journey. 

I had chosen Jodhpur as my first place to start journey. I had been to there to a fair, a day earlier. It was filled of symphony of colours. I was awestruck at the view. It was beyond words to decipher. The aroma of fresh Rajasthani delicacies was sight to see and pleasure to eat.

I had enjoyed the day well.Everything was going fine until I bumped into this blue eyed creep.He had held me closer to his body. He was not leaving me from his hold from even a second. 

He was strikingly handsome hunk with a well built torso and great physique.The way his lips lifted upward. The way his one dimple crinkles. The way his teeth are perfectly aligned. The warm glow his happiness gives. His smile is a ray of sunshine, and I am a sunburn.

His eyes were blue. Not the ordinary sky blue, or the colour of the paint flaking off of the old shed in the back of the field, or even the little flowers that spring up by the side of the road. His eyes were blue like the sea, crystal clear blue- shimmering and crashing and churning. Looking into his eyes you could hear the waves falling against the shore, see the foam flying into the air. His eyes were blue like the sky right before the sun disappears- dark rich indigo, with specks of wild colours here and there. His eyes were blue like that warm wool sweater that you put on when the air gets that chill- comfortable, warm, familiar. His eyes were that kind of blue.

His stare was giving me goosebumps. A spark of electricity washed over my earthed body which sent me chills making me weak on my knees but still i hold my ground. I've never feel for anyone like this for in this 25 years span. 

Ughh this boi is just messing with my head for past few hours. I need to eat something chocolaty. I'M HUNGRY.

Changing from my crop top and miniskirt into a sundress and black flats, I went out from the room to clear my head.

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I crashed.

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I know I've put a cliffhanger.

 I need to receive some serious feedback if you want a new chapter. I didn't have some satisfying feedback in past few chapter. 

All other books are on hold for a while. I'll start writing once my semester is over. During Summer of course.This book is the only book I'm going to update in April. 

Keep me showering with your love guys.

From Love, 

Daisy