PART-1
It was late evening. A very pretty face was looking out of the window. Her eyes were searching for someone and soon the pretty lips on the most beautiful face had a smile on them. Her eyes saw the ruggedly handsome face of her husband as he got off the car and waved to her. She waved back and ran down to open the door of the house. As she opened the door and saw her husband she could not resist herself and immediately rushed into his arms as he caressed her hair and said the words she wanted to hear..." I missed you Chashmish".
" I missed you too,Samrat . The day seemed so long without you." Hearing her(Gunjan) sweet voice, Samrat was all the more mesmerized and kept staring at her. It was still so unbelievable...those 3 years without her, her hatred after she came back...he never thought he would have her back in his life again. And then that magical day,when they got married and she was his forever.
"Samrat."...a soft voice brought him back to the present. " Do you intend standing here all evening?" Smiling lovingly at her,both walked back into their home... yes THEIR home...there was a time when Samrat loved staying out of this place, but now,a all he yearned for was to get back home, to his Chashmish...
As they got in the house,Samrat's cell rang. With an irritated look on his face , he saw who was calling and a small frown formed on his forehead. "Who is it,Samrat?" asked Gunjan. Samrat did not answer and just cut the call. Gunjan was surprised and realised who it was as Samrat's reaction like this was only when his Mom called. Samrat's mood changed drastically and told Gunjan to make some coffee for him and went to their room.
Gunjan made coffee and took it to their room. Samrat was standing by the window. Gunjan softly said," Here's your coffee, Samrat.Do you want to talk about the call that upset you?" Her soft voice calmed Samrat and looking at her angelic face, he said "No,Chashmish. I do not want to talk about it .This is not the time to talk about unpleasant things. I have much better things to do and talk." He said naughtily as Gunjan realised what he meant and tried to run away from there. But Sam was faster and caught her hand and pulled her towards him. Gunjan was blushing a deep shade of pink and tried to free herself,but Samrat's strong arms held her tightly.Slowly he moved her hair from her face and kissed her forehead. And then...the ring of the cell again.
Gunjan smiled and decide to recieve the call. It was her Mother In Law. As she said "Hello !!"...a cold voice said..."I want to speak to my son". Gunjan felt bad,but asked Samrat to speak to his mom for her sake. Not wanting to,but only for his Chashmish , he spoke to his. After disconnecting the call, he looked at Gunjan with a worried look. "Mom is coming to meet us" ,He said.
Gunjan's pretty face started to glow with happiness as she wanted to meet Sam's mom,whom she considered her mom now and excitedly she said "Really...was waiting for this moment" . Samrat felt sorry for Gunjan.A volley of questions crossed his mind.
Samrat felt sorry for Gunjan.A volley of questions crossed his mind...what if Mom hated Gunjan? What if Gunjan got hurt ? What if???????? What If??????
Gunjan had made awesome dinner, but this was nothing new. Samrat remembered how Gunjan had helped him make dinner for his date with Sheena. Remembering those days,Samrat shuddered with horror as he realised if in time he had not realised what Gunjan meant for him, he would have lost a soulmate, a friend whom he could depend on and a wife with whom he could share his innermost feelings.
He slowly walked up to Gunjan who was busy garnishing Samrat's favorite sweet dish...Gajar ka halwa. He caught her by her waist and pulled her gently towards him. Nuzzling his face in her hair he said the most truthful feeling he had for Gunjan...' "I love you,Chashmish. I love you very much and whatever anyone may say or do to separate us,I will never let that happen". Gunjan turned around and looked at her husband lovingly. Then she sai.. " Even if you want to,Mr. Samrat Shergill...get this straight...you will not be able to,you are stuck with me.whether you like it or not". And before Sam could say anything she fed him a spoonful of Gajar halwa. Samrat prayed to his dude and asked him never ever to take his chashmish away from him.
S: Mom ke baare main,chashmish. Woh aa rahi hain aur mujhe darr hain ki kahin woh tumhe hurt na kar de.
G : Mom ke baare main kal sochenge. Aaj tumhare liye accha hoga agar tum sirf Mrs Gunjan Samrat shergill ke baare main socho.
S: (holding Gunji by the Waist...) "Ok,if you say so..." and slowly moved his fingers on her face taking both of them to their 2nd date. As his fingers moved over her face, she started looking away,but Samrat gently moved her face towards him and planted a small peck on her cheeks. A totally blushing Gunjan looked at him and smiled, and moved her lips closer to his. The moon was smiling down on them as they blissfully became one that night.
The first rays of the sun woke Samrat up. Looking to his side,he saw the pretty and angelic face of his wife, sleeping peacefully. And he made a decision. He called up his mom and in the same cold voice that his mom had used while speaking to Gunjan he told her..."Mom,I am willing to meet you only if you accept my world,my life. my love, My Chashmish." And with that he disconnected the call and turned back to face Gunjan,who was still sleeping. He smiled lovingly at her and decided to make this Sunday extra special for her.
He was sure...no one was going to separate them...they were together...forever...
[[To B Continued...]]
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*INDEX :-
Part 01 -Page 1 Part 02 -Page 6 {PM List also}
Part 05 -Page 19 Part 06 -Page 23
Part 07 -Page 26 Part 08 -Page 28
Part 11 -Page 43 Part 12 -Page 47
Part 13 -Page 51 Part 14 -Page 54
Part 15 -Page 60 Part 16 -Page 64
Part 17 -Page 68 Part 18 -Page 71
Part 19 -Page 78 Part 20 -Page 83
Part 21 -Page 88 Part 22 -Page 97
Part 23 -Page 102 Part 24 -Page 108
Part 25 -Page 115 Part 26 -Page 121
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