Author: Dishathakur

Vansh’s POV for Riddhima: Had it been a little easier for me to understand the law and order, I would have got her out of all this situation. This reminds me of my granny’s constant scoldings,telling me to study,and then I suddenly chuckle over how unrealistic it was for me to go through these books,and I just still wonder how Riddhima sit with these for hours,with her sweater covering her hands,and how intensely I wish her to just keep noticing her eyes,every movement of the sparkling black in them ,much darker than the night itself is. And here she is,the…

Vansh’s POV for Riddhima: Was just scrolling through some of my pending work files when got her text. The mention of her bame is syk soothing and i dont know from where she has that fragrance of tulip flowers in her long veiling hair that penetrates kilometers and reach my 6th floor. Well slidilng the call button took no moments and her slow whispers were another encounter, I am unable to describe in words. And the soft chuckles she bring on my face by the wprds of her. Her face,she hid via her soft scarf,sliding which to encounter her mesmerising…

Riddhima’s POV: It had been three years till he had not arrived. I guess it, I dont exactly remember the date we last met at this cafe,but I remember for sure that it was early summer. His white breathable fabric shirt was giving me the comfo feel of soft comforter, Mumma used to drap me in ,at almost the same temperature and same sunshine. And I dont exactly remember the time for which we stayed at the corner seat,but I remember the fragrance of his coffee, the way he sipped it,and , most probably his gestures,and his smile and feeble…

Slowly sliding her hair to one side ,he leaned against her shoulder and pecking her clavicle,tightening of her muscles could be felt via her shivers,the untying of her dress,left her to slowly submerge in the never ending ocean of love. Vansh,her slow whispers and moans were soothing his ears whole night. As the first ray of sun striked the window panes,tucking her tussles,and the shine on her face,he wished this dream,her slowl smiling lips and then again closing back of eyes,her eyelashes,her innocence, her palm on his chest,she ,her ,she. Closing his eyes,in satisfaction,the never ending romanticism filled soul purifying…

Vansh’s POV My leisurely paced slow mo steps were getting faster,as my panting breaths were turning visible in the chilled mid Jan foggy air, “Riddhima” every beat was screaming, Mahn, I need to get away from those words of her,somebody please help me,and I accelerated, Accelerated my steps on the track till I became breathless. No avail,her words are much more clearly audible than before. f**king tears,why don’t they have the knowledge that VR can not cry on the road, and hence I wrapped my face with muffler,just to stop the cab, “Take me somewhere, where her voice become unaudible”.…

Vansh’s POV  Standing beyond the shoulder of the highway,on the verge,I was lost,lost in recollecting the flashes of past,the cars speeding on the highway,the street lights tearing the cover of darkness,but here,the place where I was standing,the seperation itself was enough for the area to be dark enough,that I got hidden,hidden in the embrace of my past. Angre: “Till when?” Vansh: “Till I not find her !” Angre: “You say you have her in heart” Vansh: “Ya but,” Angre: “You said there is no place for but in love” Vansh’s POV “But I have it in my love story Indeed,I…

Vansh’s POV: Three and a half year I dont think there is anything left. I was there on the dying bad,oh no,my body was not abandoned by my soul,it was just what they medically claim,coma? Ya ,its that. My wife,my kids,how miserable it would have been for them to pass this phase,my family,had no one else than them ,my soul,ahh,it would have been better if I had died. They would,have not died then,well slowly my fingers showed movement,and as soon as my gaze striked the cieling,lying there with wires all over,the tears,oh,they were warm ,man,I remembered everything,and when there was…

Vansh’s POV : Slowly stirring the evening masala tea,the vapours of warmth were making my soul relaxed, eyes a bit blurred. I blinked to make the vision a bit clear, Riddhima, Was she really here ? I just couldnt blink any further ,the fear that I would lose her in the fog sorrounding,no,i couldn’t afford to blink,my lips were slightly parted,the breath was not enough to resonate into voice, whispers resulted,her name,she ,’She is my Riddhima’… Her eyes,her aroma,ya ,my every sense was sensing her. Everything that related me to her,her words ,which she said even in normal daily convo,the…

Vansh please stop it you know I wont be able to live without you I need you please Vansh please dont leave me. I will die…. But all her pleads were like not reaching his ears. His constant smile,and just the last hug full of warmth that he shared with her. Telling her to forget him,to forget his existence,telling her to move on ,to love someone else,someone she deserves,someone who is made for her. ??? Love can be done ? Is it a thing she would shower on anybody else. Her words ,she was crying,shivering,pulling him,but he,didnt pay any attention.…