ziddi dil🖤

Chapter 1

There stood a tall dark figure on the black stratified rocks arranged at the end of the splendid little-known hill cliff with one of the richest woodlands of India, looking into the stars with tear drops threatening to touch ground any movement resulting his eyes twinkle a little-more. He closed his eyes, frowned a little while thinking the whole things happening in his life from past 3 days ...... He visited this place after 11 months the first time after she entered his life, which was his place of escape from life when it felt suffocating, but she came and his life took a 180 degree U-turn.

A sudden realization hit him, he was cheating on his wife!

He opened his eyes wide, looked at the sparkling street lights of Mumbai city, his chin trembling while he rubs his beard with his right hand, eyes wet, showing the disappointment and guilt clearly on his face for his actions. He closed his eyes again trying to remember his wife's innocent face and open after a little while, releasing a breath in a ufff, wiping the fallen tear from his right cheek, started to race his BMW 830d down the hill to reach his home as early as possible to meet his wife, his life, his love, his need, his breath, his everything.

The drive through was hell for him, all he could do was blame himself for the situation they were in right now, how could he even think that way, how could he even do something which he knew is wrong, he still remember the first meet they had after their parents fix their marriage.....

Flash Back :

He was earning enough to lead a very luxurious life after completing his B-Tech in IIT Bombay and MBA from Harvard 1 year ago, he decided to settle in India not wanting to leave his parents alone at this age and the respect he had for his own nation thought to him by his father himself being an IAS officer and mother being an expert in agricultural research, being the alone kid he was brought up with all the love and pampering a kid needs and was brought up to an Respected Man with morale values, his parents fixed ties with a Punjabi's daughter who just completed her MBA from IIM Ahmedabad and what made him wonder was she was his junior from IITB and he didn't knew her, she being gold medalist in 1st yr in same major as his when he was in final yr, he wondered is this what destiny is? May be, he thought.

Coming out of his thoughts when he heard a horn from behind, he parked his car in front of the cafe and moved in cursing himself for being late as she was already present there wearing a peach colored chikankari kurta paired with white palazzo looking as elegant as she can with no makeup and open hair peeping into her phone seriously. thinking what might be his first impression to his would be wife stood in front of her and wishing her HELLO and got a HI as a reply with unreadable expression on her face with a little bit of blush crept on her cheeks making them little- flushed and red. She looked like a minion in front of his standing posture.
The movement I saw you, I knew you are the one!❤️
To Be Cotinued.......

================================================================================Hello guys, never was into reading before stating reading sidnaaz fanfictions just can't get over them till a life time and finally thought of giving a shot to writing, support me and correct me if u feel to, suggestions are open!