💝 Aisi uljhi nazr unse hat ti nhi
Daant se reshami door kt ti nhi
Walla ye dhadkan, bhadne lagi hai,
Chehre ki rangat, udhne.. lagi hai.
Darr lagta hai tanha sone mein ji..!
Dil to bachcha hai ji,
Dil tobachcha hai ji.
Thoda kaccha hai ji.
Haan dil to baccha hai ji.💝
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3rd PERSON'S POV
The wedding ended perfectly. As for vidai, that was next evening.
Everyone has priory decided that after the wedding, they will be leaving the resort next afternoon after lunch.
Right now it was night time. Or we can say Shubman and Vrushali's 'Suhagraat' (iss word se hi bahut gande thoughts aate hai dimaag mei🌚).
Vrushali was already in their cottage. Sitting on the bed tiredly waiting for Shubman so that she can give him the glass of milk (tradition) and then she could change her clothes.
Nauvari saree wasn't heavy but a bit uncomfortable and more over the jewelry she was wearing was very heavy and itchy.
On the other side Shubman was stuck. Shubman wanted to enter his and Vrushali's cottage but he couldn't as Abhishek, Ananya, Seb, and Jugnu were standing on the door asking for money.
"Are abhi toh jooton ke liye diye"
Shubman said
"Haan toh voh jooton ke the ab yeh andr jaake apni biwi se milne ke"
Abhishek explained. The other three nodded their heads as yes.
"Abe yaar ab toh voh meri biwi hai toh usse Milne ke paise kyu dun?"
Shubman whined
All the four of them spoke in union
"Tradition hai"
And then laughed out loud.
Shubman accepted his defeat and asked
"Bolo kitne chahiye?"
Abhishek demanded his amount.
Out of sudden Shubman got an idea of escape. So he said
"Tumko jitne bhi chahiye na Ishan se Lelo Mera wallet uske paas hi hai. Jab Ananya ko paise diye the toh uske baad Ishan ko hi de Diya tha Maine Mera wallet. Usse bolo voh de dega"
The four chipmunks nodded their heads getting fooled and left the place to search for Ishan.
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Shubman opened the door and saw the whole room decorated with roses.
'Typical' he thought.
He moved inside the room and saw Vrushali sitting on the bed.
Vrushali noticed his presence and handed him the glass of milk. Shubman took the glass of milk and giggled at this tradition.
"Mai bahut thak gyi hon. I'll just change and sleep on the couch"
Vrushali said while yawning.
Shubman frowned
"Kyu ? Tumhe bed PR nhi Sona?"
"Are nhi tum so jao mei couch or soo jaungi"
Vrushali said
"Koi zaroorat nhi hai mujhe tumhare paas sone mei koi problem nhi hai . But agr tumhe uncomfortable lg rha ho mere paas sone mei toh mei couch pr soo jaunga tum bed par soo jaao"
Shubman nearly scolded her.
BINABASA MO ANG
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FanfictionAn Arrange Marriage that changed their life An Obstacle that tried to cause breakage A Bond of love that tied them together and helped them defeat it all A story about Vrushali Gokhale and Shubman Gill. Dive in to know their arranged love story
