Third Person's Point Of View
Hesitantly he dialled the number. But to his disappointment, it just kept ringing and finally, the call ended. I will try for the second and last time. If she won't pick now than I would never call her again. Thinking so, he dialled her number again. While thinking of ending the call as again it just kept on ringing, he heard an irritated "hello!" by the receiver. The receiver answered the call at the last ring.
Finally, she answered the call. I thought she won't receive it. But why is she sounding irritated? Isn't it me who should be irritated because of her not answering my calls? While thinking he forgot to answer her irritated greetings which made the receiver more irritate.
"Hello! Kon bolat ahe (who's this)?" She asked which brought him out of his thought. Clearing his throat he answered, "It's me."
Third Person's Point Of ViewFirst day of her pre-marriage ritual. The early morning was the 'Satyanarayan pooja' and then in evening was her mehndi function.Earlier she had worn a salwar kameez but on her sister's instinct she wore a ghagra choli, tied her hair in half ponytail and applied red lip balm and she was ready for her mehndi function.Both of her hands were occupied as the mehndi artist was doing their work. She became sad when she remembered her ex-boyfriend, as the mehndi artist asked her the name of her husband to write it on her palm with mehndi. She had planned so much about her wedding with her boyfriend. And now, Nahush name was written on her hand.She immediately wiped her unsheathed tears with her shoulder. She didn't want anyone to know about her broken heart.All were involved in doing preparations. Ladies o
Third Person's Point Of View"It's my father who is super-rich. I owe a different business which I created from the scratch." said Nahush giving a side glance to Mallika while focusing on his driving, thinking all that he had done just to talk to her about this.It was just a few days left for their marriage, he wanted to meet her. But he just couldn't ask her himself. His nature doesn't allow him to be the one to initiate any conversation or meet. A phone call is okay but asking her to meet him was too much, according to him. Therefore he soon finished all his office work and reached to his Malli's workplace. He doesn't want to agree but he is fully smitten by her. He wasn't sure if his feelings for her is love or not but he was sure that it is something which he never experienced and she means a lot for him.
Mallika's Point Of ViewAt 10 pm when the DJ was stopped and we stop our ranti(jungle) dance and headed to our house to have our dinner. I ate so much! All the dancing made me eat like a manic. It took almost half an hour to eat my dinner but my cousins- they completed their dinner in 10 minutes and headed towards don't know where.After dinner, I began to help in cleaning but all my aunties told me not to do and go to sleep as it's my last day at home. When 'last day at this home' falls on my ear, I felt like crying but controlled it.Opening my bedroom door, the sight in front of me made surprised and I jumped in happiness. My cousins were sticking EXO's poster with cello tape on the wall and it was looking wow! It looks like they have taken its print outs. And as soon as they saw me, Noor did something in her mobile and SHINee's Ring Ding Dong started to play. Toget
Third Person's Point Of ViewHugging her knees she sat on the cold floor of his room. Crying on how her fate played with her life. The life which she had begun with her husband and because of that husband she is crying on the third day of marriage.How come things change so drastically? Today evening, till their wedding Gondal function they both were happy, smiling and dreaming their perfect married life ahead and now everything is changed. Her left cheek could still feel the impact of his hands.Those happy moments from her wedding started to play in front of her eyes. That time when they sat to have their lunch...Before they could proceed with their lunch, Kanak stopped them and said to take ukhane before having their lunch and everyone supported her. How can there be no ukhane in
Mallika's Point Of ViewGiving a disgusting look at me, he threw the towel on a nearby chair and slept on the bed. Just like that? No regret, no apology, no shame of hitting his own wife! And here I thought that he would apologize. How stupid of me to think that. It's stupidity to expect an apology from a man who hits wife.What did I do? What is my fault? Why this so sudden change? What was he talking about hiding something from him? What the hell did I hide from him?! I told him whatever was important for him to know. What did I do to get this treatment?!Here I'm sitting on the cold floor and he is sleeping on the bed peacefully. I so want to go near him, wake him up and ask why did he behave this way with me. But I just cannot do that. My body is not ready to move from its shock state. I'm not ab
Third Person's Point Of ViewIt's about the time when their 'wedding gondal' was over and guests, mostly Nahush friends were being served the food. Nahush was waiting for three of his close friends. One of them was his best friend. They lived in the same colony during their childhood. Those three friends were not able to attend any wedding function as they were too busy with their work but decided to attend at least one of his wedding ritual.Mallika was busy serving food to everyone along with other ladies whereas he was spending time with his cousins and friends that's when he saw his friends. He waved his hand for them to see him but he saw a sad face of his best friend with teary eyes and before he could approach him, his best friend went from there which was followed by his another friend, Om leaving his third friend Mohit alone.Nahush ran towar
Third Person's Point Of ViewHe woke up from the sleep with the sight of his wife sleeping beside him. Thought with the messy hair and dried drool on her cheeks, she looked cute. He so wanted to ravish this moment, but he didn't. Instead, he took his mobile. Opening the alarm app he played the alarm sound at max and placed it near her ear. With the sudden sound, Mallika woke up and sat on the bed with a jerk. Wondering how that irritating sound fell so loudly on her ear. With the sleepy eyes, she saw Nahush resting on the bed rest with mobile in his hand. Her sleep was now gone."You see the small shelf there?" He said while pointing towards a shelf in a far corner of the room."There you'll find all the cleaning things. Get up and clean the entire room nicely. I don't like my room dirty." He said and Mallika just kept looking at him."What
Third Person's POVShe didn't hope for a happy life but the least she hopes was a peaceful life and respect. But it seems like no good was written in her life. As always she played a silent song on her phone before starting arranging her clothes in the wardrobe. No matter how boring work is or how long it may take, music always helps her to do her work with ease. And silent music is always her companion.She didn't want any interruption in her only peace but has ever anything as her wish that it will happen now? Her tiered self in the middle of her was questioned by her husband. What she had thought that she will complete her work fast and go to sleep? Though she came to their room escaping his angry gaze but now she was all alone with him. She didn't want to agree, but she was very scared of his fuming face. "What did you said to Ajji?" He repeated the same words with fuming eyes. "What are