Hi Vidhur,I hope you're doing well – of course, you are, you always do well. Today, I don't know quite what to write... hmm, anyway, all the very best for both of you.Do you know, Vidhur, what your parents might be thinking about you? About your success, your determination to achieve your goals? They wish you the strength to face challenges with confidence, along with the wisdom to choose your battles carefully. They wish you adventure on your journey, and that you may always stop to help someone along the way. Listen to your heart and take things carefully.Vidhur, remember, you are loved. They are truly proud of you. When your parents closed their eyes for just a moment, suddenly a man stood where their boy used to be. They may not be able to carry you in their arms now, but they will carry you in their hearts. The day you stand in front of them as a great cricketer – that will be the proudest moment for them, the proudest moment for them to tell others that you are their son.
The train rumbled to life, its metallic groan a counterpoint to the escalating chaos within. Vidhur, a mischievous glint in his eye, winked at Vineel, silently inviting him into their usual brand of trouble. Vineel, ever the impulsive one, grabbed his sister Haneesha's arm and yanked her towards the open train door.Haneesha, whiplashed by the sudden movement, shrieked, "Have you lost your mind, Vineel? You stupid, idiotic, brainless creature!"Vineel, unfazed, simply grinned and mouthed, "Copy and paste to Vidhur," earning a playful shove from his sister.Vidhur, feigning innocence, protested, "Hey, I didn't do anything!"Haneesha, exasperated, barked, "Just shut up both of you!" before reaching for the emergency chain, threatening to bring the entire train to a screeching halt.Vidhur, sensing a potential disaster, interjected, "Hold on a minute, Haneesha. I actually talked to your parents. They're coming with us to see my match! I personally requested them. Unlike you, your dad's f
The night crept in, cloaking the world in darkness. Haneesha's eyes snapped open, her body slick with sweat from a dream so vivid it felt real. A gasp escaped her lips as she reached for a glass of water, gulping it down in a single, desperate attempt to quench the thirst that mirrored the emotional dryness of her dream.Unable to shake off the lingering effects, she stumbled towards her parents' room. A soft knock on the door, followed by her mother's gentle voice, "Haneesha, are you okay? What happened, baby?"Haneesha could only manage a choked sob as she buried her face in her mother's embrace. The warmth of her mother's arms offered a fleeting comfort, but the memory of the dream, of a love both forbidden and exhilarating, clung to her like a shroud.Her mother, sensing the turmoil within, soothed, "Did you see a bad dream?"Haneesha could only nod, the unspoken truth a heavy weight in her heart.Haneesha's mother squeezed her hand comfortingly. "Don't cry, sweetheart. Tell me wh
Vidhur, caught off guard by his mother's sudden outburst, instinctively wrapped his arms around her. To his surprise, she didn't push him away. For a fleeting moment, a dam seemed to break within her, and she clung to him tightly, her body trembling."I'm sorry," whispered a gruff voice from behind him. Vidhur turned to see his father standing there, his usual stern demeanor softened by a flicker of regret in his eyes.Before Vidhur could react, his father broke the hug, a hint of his old self returning. "Oh, really? You're saying sorry now? Blady sorry! My foot! Why'd you even come here? Get out! I said, get lost!"He turned to Chitra, his voice regaining its booming authority. "Tell that brainless idiot to get out!"With a theatrical sigh, he stomped off towards his bedroom, slamming the door with a force that rattled the windows.Chitra, wiping away a stray tear, turned to Vidhur. She raised her hand, her fingers curling into a fist. Vidhur flinched, bracing himself for the familia
The aroma of Chitra's cooking filled the air, a comforting counterpoint to the nervous tension that had lingered since Vidhur's arrival. They sat around the table, each picking at their food, making polite conversation about anything but the elephant in the room. Vidhur, stealing glances at his father, could almost see the unspoken apology hanging in the air.Finally, mustering his courage, Vidhur spoke. "Dad," he began, his voice tentative, "will you come watch my cricket match?"His father met his gaze, a flicker of emotion crossing his face. "No, Vidhur, not this time," he said gently. "But the day you play for the national team, I'll be there in the front row, cheering you on louder than anyone. That's a promise."A smile, hesitant at first, bloomed on Vidhur's face. Relief washed over him, warm and sweet. His father's words weren't exactly what he'd hoped for, but they held a deeper meaning. It was a vote of confidence, a silent acknowledgment of his dreams. "Yes, sir," Vidhur r
The euphoria of victory slowly subsided as Vidhur found himself surrounded by reporters and well-wishers. He shook hands, signed autographs, and offered polite replies, all the while searching for a specific face in the throng. Finally, he spotted Haneesha's parents and Vineel, their beaming faces reflecting his own joy.He made his way towards them, weaving through the crowd. "Congratulations, Vidhur!" boomed Haneesha's father, clapping him on the back. "You were phenomenal! We're so proud of you!""Thank you, uncle," Vidhur replied, a grin splitting his face. "It means a lot."Haneesha's mother, a warm smile etched on her face, chimed in, "We told Haneesha she wouldn't regret missing this. Now, she'll have to hear about it for years to come!"Vidhur's smile faltered slightly. "Actually, about Haneesha..."He hesitated, suddenly unsure how to continue. Vineel, sensing his predicament, cut in smoothly. "Don't worry about her, Vidhur. She's probably watching the replay at home, kicking
The world seemed to tilt on its axis as Isha pulled away from the kiss. Her heart, a frantic drum solo moments ago, had gone eerily silent, replaced by a numbness that stole her breath. The air, heavy with the aftermath of their stolen moment, carried the faint echo of his cologne, a tantalizing reminder of his presence.Perhaps neither of them truly knew the impact of that kiss. It was a stolen spark, a shared secret amidst the roar of the crowd. But for Isha, it had ignited a firestorm of emotions, leaving her breathless and bewildered.A few minutes stretched into an eternity as she stood there, lost in a whirlwind of thoughts. Then, as if on cue, the heavens opened up. The first fat drops of rain spattered against the ground, quickly escalating into a downpour.Vidhur, watching her retreating figure until it disappeared into the crowd, finally let out a shaky breath. A wave of emotions washed over him – relief, exhilaration, and a touch of apprehension. He had taken a chance, and
Vidhur took a moment to share with his parents about his observations regarding Haneesha and Vineel. He spoke of how Haneesha has been a great study partner for him and how Vineel seems to have grown close to him.In response, Vineel's parents extended a personal invitation to lunch for Haneesha's family. Meanwhile, Haneesh's family had already made plans to depart for Shimla the following morning.The next day, as Haneesha and her parents, Keshav and Anuradha, along with Vineel, arrived at Vidhur's home, they were warmly welcomed by Chitra and Rishi, Vidhur's parents.As Chitra and Rishi observed Haneesha, they couldn't help but wonder about their son's insights. Sensing their unspoken questions, Haneesha discreetly signaled them not to inquire further. Acknowledging her silent message, they exchanged glances and decided to respect her privacy, opting to keep their curiosity at bay for the time being.As Vidhur and Vineel engaged in casual conversation, their parents joined in. Chitr
The anticipation buzzed in the air as fans filled the concert hall, eagerly awaiting the arrival of their favorite rockstar, Reyansh Malhotra. Backstage, Reyansh stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his outfit and running a hand through his tousled hair. The nerves and excitement mingled within him, knowing that tonight's performance held a special significance.Saarayu watched from the wings, a smile playing on her lips as she observed her husband's pre-show rituals. She couldn't help but feel a swell of pride at the sight of him, knowing the passion and dedication he poured into his music. As Reyansh turned to face her, his eyes lit up with a mixture of excitement and nervousness."Are you ready for tonight?" Saarayu asked, crossing the room to stand beside him.Reyansh nodded, a grin spreading across his face. "As ready as I'll ever be. This concert feels different, somehow. Like there's something special in the air."Saarayu's smile widened, knowing exactly what he meant. She p
As the dawn broke, casting a gentle golden hue across the room, Reyansh and Saarayu lay in each other's arms, savoring the tranquility of the moment. The previous night had been a whirlwind of passion and love, solidifying the bond between them in the most profound way.Saarayu traced her fingers lightly over Reyansh's chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of love and contentment. "I still can't believe we're finally married," she whispered, her voice laced with wonder.Reyansh smiled, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. "Neither can I. It feels like a dream," he replied, leaning down to kiss her forehead tenderly. "But it's the most beautiful dream I've ever had."They lay there for a while longer, wrapped in the warmth of each other's presence. The world outside seemed distant and insignificant compared to the love they felt in that moment. Eventually, the rumbling of Saarayu's stomach broke the serene silence, ca
Reyansh and Saarayu's wedding was a grand affair, a celebration that captured the essence of Indian culture and tradition in all its glory. The festivities spanned several days, filled with joyous ceremonies, vibrant colors, and the warm embrace of family and friends.The wedding began with a traditional engagement ceremony, where Reyansh and Saarayu exchanged rings in the presence of their families and loved ones. It was a moment filled with laughter and tears, as they made a solemn promise to stand by each other's side for eternity.The next day marked the beginning of the Mehendi ceremony, where intricate henna designs were applied to the hands and feet of the bride and her female relatives. The air was filled with the heady scent of jasmine and rose petals as the women sang traditional songs and danced to the beat of the dholak.As the sun began to set, the Sangeet ceremony commenced, a joyous occasion where both families came together to celebrate with music, dance, and delicious
As Reyansh and Saarayu sat together, their fingers intertwined, they knew that the time had come to broach the subject of marriage with their families. With their hearts full of love and anticipation, they began to discuss their future together.Reyansh cleared his throat, his gaze softening as he looked at Saarayu. "I think it's time we talk to our families about our relationship," he said, his voice filled with determination.Saarayu nodded, a smile spreading across her face. "I agree," she replied, her eyes shining with excitement. "I can't wait to share the news with them."They decided to start with Reyansh's family, knowing that they would be supportive of their relationship. With Saarayu by his side, Reyansh made the call to his parents, his heart pounding with nervous anticipation."Mom, Dad," Reyansh began, his voice steady despite the butterflies in his stomach. "Saarayu and I have something important to tell you."On the other end of the line, Reyansh's parents listened int
Passionate Romance in the ClinicThe bustling sounds of City Hospital echoed through the corridors, but in a secluded corner of the building, Dr. Reyansh Malhotra and Dr. Saarayu found a rare moment of solitude. The clinic, usually a place of healing and medical care, had become their secret haven, where they could steal precious moments away from the prying eyes of colleagues and patients.Reyansh was leaning against the examination table, his white coat slightly wrinkled from a long day of work. His gaze was fixed on the door, waiting for Saarayu to join him. The anticipation made his heart race, a feeling he had come to cherish amidst the chaos of their demanding profession.When the door finally creaked open, Saarayu stepped in, her eyes lighting up as she saw him. She closed the door quietly behind her, ensuring they wouldn't be disturbed. The air between them crackled with unspoken desire, an electric connection that had only grown stronger with time."Hey," she whispered, her v
As Reyansh and Saarayu sat together, their fingers intertwined, they knew that the time had come to broach the subject of marriage with their families. With their hearts full of love and anticipation, they began to discuss their future together.Reyansh cleared his throat, his gaze softening as he looked at Saarayu. "I think it's time we talk to our families about our relationship," he said, his voice filled with determination.Saarayu nodded, a smile spreading across her face. "I agree," she replied, her eyes shining with excitement. "I can't wait to share the news with them."They decided to start with Reyansh's family, knowing that they would be supportive of their relationship. With Saarayu by his side, Reyansh made the call to his parents, his heart pounding with nervous anticipation."Mom, Dad," Reyansh began, his voice steady despite the butterflies in his stomach. "Saarayu and I have something important to tell you."On the other end of the line, Reyansh's parents listened int
Reyansh held Saarayu close, their breaths mingling in the soft moonlight that filtered through the open window. The air around them crackled with unspoken words and pent-up desires, an electric charge that neither of them could ignore any longer. The passion in their kiss was just the beginning, a prelude to a night they both had silently yearned for.As Reyansh's fingers traced gentle lines down Saarayu's arms, she shivered with anticipation. Every touch felt like a promise, a declaration of the depth of his feelings for her. He pulled back slightly, his eyes searching hers for any sign of hesitation. But all he saw was the same intense longing that mirrored his own."Saarayu," he whispered, his voice barely more than a breath. "Are you sure?"In response, Saarayu pressed her body closer to his, her lips finding his in a kiss that conveyed more than words ever could. She was sure—more sure of this than anything she had ever been in her life. She had loved him from afar, cherished eve
Passionate Romance in the ClinicThe bustling sounds of City Hospital echoed through the corridors, but in a secluded corner of the building, Dr. Reyansh Malhotra and Dr. Saarayu found a rare moment of solitude. The clinic, usually a place of healing and medical care, had become their secret haven, where they could steal precious moments away from the prying eyes of colleagues and patients.Reyansh was leaning against the examination table, his white coat slightly wrinkled from a long day of work. His gaze was fixed on the door, waiting for Saarayu to join him. The anticipation made his heart race, a feeling he had come to cherish amidst the chaos of their demanding profession.When the door finally creaked open, Saarayu stepped in, her eyes lighting up as she saw him. She closed the door quietly behind her, ensuring they wouldn't be disturbed. The air between them crackled with unspoken desire, an electric connection that had only grown stronger with time."Hey," she whispered, her v
Reyansh held Saarayu close, their breaths mingling in the soft moonlight that filtered through the open window. The air around them crackled with unspoken words and pent-up desires, an electric charge that neither of them could ignore any longer. The passion in their kiss was just the beginning, a prelude to a night they both had silently yearned for.As Reyansh's fingers traced gentle lines down Saarayu's arms, she shivered with anticipation. Every touch felt like a promise, a declaration of the depth of his feelings for her. He pulled back slightly, his eyes searching hers for any sign of hesitation. But all he saw was the same intense longing that mirrored his own."Saarayu," he whispered, his voice barely more than a breath. "Are you sure?"In response, Saarayu pressed her body closer to his, her lips finding his in a kiss that conveyed more than words ever could. She was sure—more sure of this than anything she had ever been in her life. She had loved him from afar, cherished eve