Falak Tak chal sath mere ~ | Abhiraj ♡ Nandini (#1 in Prem Ki Dor series)

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Nandini POV
"Or fir ham bhar gaye tehlne jaha ham dono ne pakore bhi khaye aur tabh unhone waha per mujhe pehli baar btaya ki vo mujhe pasand karte hai, aur mene bhi haan keh Diya"

I was listening to roop, who was giving me brief details about how her love story began, How she met Ashwik in her collage and how they went on their first date, for which she was uncomfortable in first but then agreed

And How, ashwik proposed to her, and bought her, her favourite aloo pakore

"Aage kya hua??" I asked with an smile, she was really shy talking about all this and I loved that

Roop just blushed and put her dupatta on her face feeling shy
"Aare aare"

"Kuch nahi, unhone mujhe apne hatho se pakore khilaye or fir hamne ek sath ganne ka raas bhi Piya" She said looking away, feeling shy

I shaked my head to her shyness with an chuckle,

Soon, we were close to the well
"Chalo jaldi se Pani bhar lo, hamare ghar mehmaan aane Wale hai Aaj roop" I said putting matka on ground and satting a tight knot on the bucket carrying loop

"Ese kon aarahe hai?" Roop asked
"Maalum nhi, koi do yuvak aarahe hai shehar se, bheem chacha ji ke sath"

"Achhaa"
We both were casually talking and filling our matka's, when we heard someone calling us from behind

"Jii suniye"

Abhiraj POV
"Bhaiya, iss bailgaadi me kitna maza aaraha hai" Abhinaav whispered slowly in my ear earning an nod from me

"Haan, jaroor" I replied while exploring our surroundings

"Tall trees with fruits hung on them, Old men were sitting under the shed of those trees while talking about something, Ladies carrying matkas on their head, Cows and buffalos tied infront of the houses and Kids playing while running here and there, The environment was filled with pure peace and happiness

I smiled looking at them..

We were sitting on a bullock cart along with sarpanch ji and bheem ji, which was being handled by Sanju

"Or beta, kya karte ho aap dono ?" I was interrupted by sarpnach ji,
I looked at him and with an small smile dressed on my lips, I replied softly
"Jii, abhi toh ham  Rooti enterprises me kaam karte hai, or kabhi kabar dil karta hai toh kitaabe likh lete hai" I was going to say further when bheem ji interrupted us

"Haan bade Bhai saheb, ashwik damad bhi toh vahi kaam karte hai" he said and my eyebrows thinned in confusion

"Ashwik ke sath?" Sarpnach ji asked, wanting to know whether he heard it right or not

"Haan" Bheem kaka replied while I sat there silently

"I don't know who is ashwik"

They started talking to each other and included abhinav with them too, He was talking to them so casually as if he knew them from years, but understanding that he is a type of extrovert person, sarpanch ji blend with his behaviour pretty well

They all were laughing while talking to each other, abhinaav was sharing how much he was excited to visit here for his photography competition

To which, both sarpanch ji and bheem ji listened very keenly

My throat was getting drier, I looked at my surroundings, admiring the nature,
It was beautiful,
The trees, warm weather, Flowers outside the houses, and people
Everything radiates prettiness

My eyes were admiring everything, when my eyes caught a well where few women were filling up their matka

I looked at bheem ji "chacha ji, hame pyaas lag Rahi hai, vaha kuan hai, kya ham paani pii kar aa sakte hai?" I asked him

"Aree haan beta, Sanju, thodi der bagal me bailgadi rokna" He said to  Sanju, who stopped the bullock cart by road side

I stepped off the cart and looked at abhinaav "chalo?"
"Nahi bhaiyaa, me thak Gaya, mera Mann nhi hai" Abhinaav replied tiredly

Nodding my head with an smile, I got off the cart and took steps towards the well

There were two women there, who were filling up their matka
I stood a little far away from them and Politely called them from behind
"Jii suniye"

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