The Journey from Ms. Sharma to Mrs. Who [✓]

Chapter 21-Edited

Charan's POV:

It's been an hour since the phone call and everything. The silence around the room is super deafening but the way my room is right now, however doesn't show that.

A lot has been going on, it's been some time since I actually spent some quality time with my cousins and Megha. With every passing event, we've not been spared with even a moment of our time.

With Ma reacting like that, it hurts me to see Megha still gracefully walk across the path of glass and Bhabhi, since when did she deserve all those words that Ma said?

Love, makes you do crazy things. 

Ma's love for me, my love for Megha, Bhaabhi's love for the whole family and you know, the whole network.

Megha and Chinnu, the kind of bond that they have, maybe I'll never understand them both that  much as they do of each other and guess what, I am totally fine with it. Two best girls of my life bond stronger than I individually do with each one of them.

Chinmayi, my dear sister has been dragged into a wedding in the name of family and traditions. But, only Megha can really make her understand to actually try giving Deepak ji a chance. If she is not okay with him, I'll protect and defend her with all my capability, but I really need her to try. I know it's a lot to ask right now, but that's the right thing to do.

Amidst all the things happening around, my thoughts are just slipping back to one name and person, Megha.

She is my mantra, she is my mandala. She is everything in between the sky and ground. She is love and goddammit, she's my pain too.

Megha.

Megha.

Megha.

A small smile just peeped on my lips while I heard a soft door knock.

Who could it possibly be at this time?

I stood up from my bed and slowly, and yet steadily opened the door.

There she stood, like a dream.

She stood there, draped in ocean blue saree with thin golden border, so perfectly hugging her. Those blue earrings, my God, just compliment her smile as her long hair, neatly combed and yet left so messy and free. Her wide eyes decorates the kohl itself with a little bit of excitement  and a little bit of feminine shyness. You know what I mean?

Usually, I am all this verbose or describe stuff with words. But everything changes around Megha.

Do I sound like a typical guy? Sorry, can't help it.

"Charan?"

Good Lord, so much of mind talks that her one word brings me back to present and reality.

"Charan?! Umm-Do I look funny? Tell me upfront. You are just weirdly staring at me and it's even more awkward 'Cause I haven't done anything like this. Maybe all of this was a bad idea after all. I am an idiot-Chinnu suggested and I shouldn't have listened. I just didn't know... But now I do... I look funny.... Right? "

" Hey-Shush!", I pulled her in as she leaned across the door while I tactfully and silently lock it.

" You look beautiful.", I breathed as she chose to look at the most boring floor ever.

" Umm... "

" Hey- ", I lifted her chin as we look in the eyes of each other, visionining each other's souls. I felt so rooted to the coordinates that I've been standing and Megha slowly put her arms around my neck.

" I don't want you telling me that I am beautiful just for the sake of it Charan. I am sportive enough you know... Actually you don't know..."

" I know", I smiled, "But you are by default beautiful and right now I just want to you know."

"You just want to what?"

"Megha we are literally breathing the talk.", as I find my arms hug her waist.

"And I've been wanting to do it all my life since the moment I fell in love with you."

Even before I could digest those words, I found her lips, so soft and perfect on mine.

It's the first kiss since forever and I put all my life to tell her how much she means to me in those moments. It was gentle, passionate, slow, comfortable and right to do. Her fingers artistically played with my hair as my arms hugged her waist tighter than ever. Her eyes were closed

Alas, we are mortals as breathlessness creeped in like a shadow unwanted. She slowly pulled away, her arms still in my hair. She looked at me, with so much of boldness and yet a flavour of shyness playing in the corner of her eyes.

I smiled and kissed her cheeks, eyes, forehead, ears and then her nose. She giggled when I kissed her nose and I, with a lot of surprise took a step back.

"What?"

"Nothing."

"Did I do something?"

"No."

"Then why are you giggling?"

"Okay, it's a secret. You are supposed to tell anyone."

Secret? Now what, please don't tell me something that I can't swallow.

"Hey, nothing nothing, I just get tickled in my nose because of your beard."

And she buried her face in my chest as she hugs me.

She laughed like a teenager and I have no idea what sort of magical spell that was. I just stood there amused and fluttering in ecstacy.

God, did I mention that she's my death?

She is, she really is.

I swear on all Gods that exist and don't.

And all of a sudden, I felt warm tears on my t shirt.

"Hey, you okay?"

"It's just that, I love you Charan and that's an understatement!"

I felt the earnestness in her words that I pulled her up to give her a big fat kiss again.

I then whispered,

"Happy Birthday Megha. I love you too..."

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A/N:

Hey guys, thanks a lot for all your votes and comments. I am yet to check the previous chapter's comments! You do know that I'll definitely reply, right? 😉

Well, I have been having a crazy real life schedule and that's what has paced down my updates!

I felt we could use a lighter and a romantic chapter between Charan and Megha before getting into serious stuff! So here it is! ❤️

Love you
Cheers
Rashmi ❤️