In a tranquil and joyous Ramzaan, as the sun cast its warm glow, a pregnant mother eagerly awaited the arrival of her child. The air was filled with the melody of birds, and Liv's playful laughter echoed in the background. Dad returned from work, setting the stage for a day that would become the most cherished in their lives.
A day later, joy radiated through the family as Dad excitedly shared a dream of an adorable girl playing with Liv. Hopeful and smiling, Mom acknowledged the possibility of another daughter. Fate smiled upon them on the 27th of Shab-e-Qadr after Sehri, as the first cries of their baby girl welcomed the dawn.
Overwhelmed with happiness, tears welled in Dad's eyes as he marveled at the resemblance between his dream and reality. The day unfolded with the beauty of nature mirroring the joy within - birds chirping, flowers blooming, and a gentle breeze embracing the celebration of life.
The newborn, a blessing from above, brought unparalleled happiness to her parents. Describing the day when angels are born proved challenging, as the narrative painted a picture of serenity, love, and profound gratitude. The parents held their daughter close, expressing their joy through tears and smiles.
The heartfelt wishes and blessings showered upon the newborn captured the essence of pure love and hope. The narrative beautifully encapsulated the significance of each moment - from the first cry to the bright eyes, infectious smile, and the profound impact she had on everyone around her.
In gratitude, the parents thanked God for the precious gift, acknowledging the ease and happiness their daughter brought into their lives. The description of this novel unfolds as a tapestry of love, joy, and the blessings that accompany the arrival of a cherished angel.
"Ouchh," I cried trying to balance.
I looked up at him with soft eyes, flushed cheeks. He looked into my eyes with his knitted ones. His hair lying over his sweaty forehead. I never presumed to glimpse him this close. His photographs conveyed his good looks but his dominating aura was hard to handle. I was feeling scared to even breathe in his arms.
Bringing his fingers to my face he gently pushed hair strands behind my ear. I lowered my eyes feeling extremely shy.
"Sambhal kar chaliye zara, har waqt bahein nahi hongi hamari sambhalne ko," he said in a scratchy tone.
There was a hint of taunt present. I knitted my brows to his words and quickly matched his aura.
"Hume chahiye bhi nahi," I said glaring at him.
He shot his eyebrows a little and I pushed him to leave angrily. Turning around I stepped up on another dumbbell and slipped over it again. I threw my hands in the air for support and once again found him snaking my waist and pulling my back closer to his chest.
"Are you sure," he asked over my ears. I angrily looked back at him, found him smirking.
"Baahon mein girte girte, mohabbat me mat giriyega hamare," he whispered looking into my eyes.
"Kabhi nahi," I replied and left.
I royally ignored his taunt only to end up marrying him. Day by day my feelings for him grew stronger though finding happiness was becoming a risky game.
But I was heartbroken upon discovering that he only married me out of pity and loved someone else who he was to marry.
Not having parents from young age now made me helpless. It felt good to leave home where my family cared for me all these years, after my parents. I did not want to go back and be a burden again. But living this life with him didn't seem fruitful either.
This is love story of Tejas Pratap Rathore and Sunaina Maan Singh. Storyline takes place in the early years of 21st century (2001).
A beloved saga tying them together in love and commitment whilst they dwell over misunderstandings and growing feelings.