GildedLotusInk

Hello readers, 
          	
          	I am frustated , oh yes. Why? I am so sick and tired of Subhadra's portrayal. 
          	
          	So yes, without making a drama - I'll be writing a book on her soon. Most probably a modern AU given I want to explore her personality and her life in depth. No better time than during the Rath Yatra <3
          	
          	Wishing everyone a happy week ahead ! 
          	
          	Thanks and Love , 
          	Akshayaa Mahesh.

GildedLotusInk

Hello readers, 
          
          I am frustated , oh yes. Why? I am so sick and tired of Subhadra's portrayal. 
          
          So yes, without making a drama - I'll be writing a book on her soon. Most probably a modern AU given I want to explore her personality and her life in depth. No better time than during the Rath Yatra <3
          
          Wishing everyone a happy week ahead ! 
          
          Thanks and Love , 
          Akshayaa Mahesh.

GildedLotusInk

Posted the next chapter of Before The Words. 
          
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          "Done," she declared. "Now you're stuck with me."
          
          Aryaman didn't let go of her hand immediately.
          
          "I've never had someone say that before," he said quietly.
          
          "What?"
          
          "That I'm stuck with them," he replied. "Like I'm... worth keeping."
          
          Vaidehi's smile faltered — just a bit. Then returned softer.
          
          "Well," she said, sitting back beside him. "We all are. It's just that some people need to be reminded more often."
          
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          Thanks and Love , 
          Akshayaa Mahesh.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/285312593

GildedLotusInk

This part comes much later in Before the Words. Lol , I'm pouring all that I can't write in veerpurush surrounding jeeva. jeeva and vajra. bhanumati and her family. 
          
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          There sat Vaidehi — big, beautiful eyes swimming with tears, lips quivering like a toddler’s, hugging a pillow so tight that her knuckles were white.
          
          Ishaan shot up first. “What— Vaidehi? What happened, princess? Are you hurt? Is the baby—”
          
          Vaidehi’s voice, tremulous and high-pitched, cut him off. “Nooooo… but… but you don’t love me anymore!”
          
          The room froze. Aryaman dropped the TV remote. Preethi covered her mouth to hide a giggle that threatened to burst out.
          
          Ishaan’s mouth opened and closed like a fish. “WHAT?! Who told you this nonsense?! Baby, who told you?!”
          
          Vaidehi sniffled louder, tears dripping onto the pillow. “You… you love Preethi more than me now. You pamper her, call her sweetheart, buy her things — but ME? I have to beg you for a chocolate! You don’t even hug me properly these days. Aryaman loves her more than you love me — you’re a BAD brother!”
          
          Aryaman choked on air, face turning red as he tried very hard not to laugh — but one look at Vaidehi’s trembling pout killed the mirth. He knew this mood: the unstoppable hurricane of a pregnant wife’s tears.
          
          Ishaan looked horrified — betrayed by the very air he breathed. He stumbled forward, clutching Vaidehi’s shoulders, frantically petting her head. “Hey hey hey hey — stop! STOP! You’re my baby girl — you were my baby before I even met this Preethi! How can you say this?!” 
          
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          Lol , poor Ishaan :) 
          
          Love , 
          Akshayaa.