Yashvi entered the room to find her husband struggling with his hair, his frustration evident on his face. With a sigh, he abandoned the comb and looked at his unruly locks, which refused to cooperate.

Curiosity piqued, Yashvi approached him and inquired, "You called me?" Her raised eyebrows conveyed both confusion and concern. He nodded, his gaze fixed on his troublesome hair.

Sensing his exasperation, she reached out and took hold of the hair gel, a determined expression on her face. Applying a small amount to her hands, she skillfully worked it through his hair, taming the unruliness and shaping it into a neat style.

A smile broke out on his face as he gratefully exclaimed, "Thank you." He handed her a tissue, which she used to wipe her hands clean.

As he held her hand, their fingers intertwined, he softly asked, "You will be rejoining the office in four days, right?" His thumb gently caressed the back of her hand, creating a soothing sensation.

Yashvi nodded, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. The prospect of returning to work after a break filled her with anticipation and a touch of apprehension.

His eyes lit up as he suggested, "How about a date in the evening?" The raised eyebrow and hopeful expression conveyed his eagerness for her response.

She was taken aback, her heart fluttering at the unexpected proposal. Her mind raced as she processed his words, and a warm smile gradually spread across her face. With a shy smile, she released his hand, her palms slightly clammy with nervous excitement. Meeting his gaze, she nodded and bit her lower lip, conveying her agreement without words.

He beamed at her, a mixture of happiness and anticipation evident in his eyes. As she walked away, his gaze lingered on her, his heart swelling with affection and a sense of gratefulness for the woman who had captured his heart.

At that moment, a surge of warmth and contentment washed over him. The sight of her retreating figure, her cheeks flushed with a rosy hue, only enhanced her beauty in his eyes. Overwhelmed with joy, he couldn't help but jump slightly, a playful energy coursing through him. His hand instinctively found its way to the back of his head, where he absentmindedly caressed his hair, a silly grin spreading across his face. The anticipation of their upcoming evening date filled him with a delightful sense of anticipation and appreciation for the woman who brought so much happiness into his life.

As Yashvi walked away, her heart raced with a mix of excitement and nervousness. She couldn't help but steal glances back at him, feeling a growing sense of warmth and affection in her chest. His genuine smile and playful mannerisms never failed to bring a spark of joy to her life.

Entering the bathroom, she closed the door behind her, leaning against it for a moment to catch her breath. A surge of happiness washed over her, and she couldn't help but let out a giggle, a joyful sound that filled the room.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she couldn't suppress the broad grin that spread across her face. She touched her cheeks, feeling the lingering warmth that his presence always seemed to ignite within her. The thought of their evening date filled her with anticipation and a hint of nervous excitement.

Her mind raced with thoughts of what the evening might hold. She couldn't help but feel grateful for the bond she had with Advik, appreciating the way he always managed to make her feel special and cherished.

Leaving the bathroom, she returned to the room to find Advik sitting on the bed, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. He looked up as she entered, his smile widening at the sight of her.

"Ready for our date?" he asked, his voice filled with a playful charm.

Yashvi nodded, a soft blush gracing her cheeks. "I am. Where are we going?" she inquired, her curiosity piqued.

Advik chuckled, a playful gleam in his eyes. "Ah, that's a surprise," he teased, making her laugh as she nodded in agreement.

"Wear something comfortable," he said and left the room, caressing her cheeks, instantly warming them up.

Yashvi smiled, feeling her cheeks grow warmer under his gentle touch. She watched as he left the room, his playful demeanor filling her with excitement for the evening ahead. As she pondered over what to wear, she couldn't help but appreciate how Advik always paid attention to the little details, ensuring her comfort and happiness.

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Rummaging through her wardrobe, Yashvi's fingers carefully sifted through the array of clothing options before finally settling on an exquisite Anarkali suit. The graceful silhouette and intricate embroidery of the dress resonated with her sense of style, offering both comfort and elegance. Slipping into the vibrant ensemble, she couldn't help but feel a surge of confidence and anticipation wash over her.

Standing before the mirror, she took a moment to appreciate her reflection. The Anarkali suit gracefully embraced her figure, accentuating her curves and draping her in a cascade of colors. The delicate threadwork and embellishments added a touch of regal charm to her appearance, leaving her in awe of the craftsmanship.

With a satisfied smile, Yashvi adorned herself with a pair of oxidized earrings, their intricate designs adding a hint of vintage allure to her overall look. She carefully adorned her wrists with silver bangles, each one representing a story and a memory. As she admired the delicate jingle of the bangles, she cherished the way they adorned her, symbolizing tradition and femininity.

Taking a final glance in the mirror, Yashvi felt ready to embrace the evening with confidence and poise. The Anarkali suit, paired with the timeless accessories, embodied her unique style and personality, allowing her to radiate both inner beauty and outer charm.

 Sitting on the bed, Yashvi eagerly awaited her husband's arrival. The clock on the wall reminded her that it was already half past five in the evening. Advik had made arrangements for their dinner and informed his mother not to cook tonight.

As she sat there, thoughts of their evening plans filled her mind. She wondered what surprises he had in store for her. The anticipation brought a smile to her face, and she couldn't help but feel excited about the quality time they would spend together.

The room was bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun, casting a peaceful ambiance. Yashvi's gaze wandered to the balcony, where a gentle breeze rustled the curtains, carrying the scent of flowers in bloom.

Lost in her thoughts, she felt grateful for her husband's thoughtfulness and love. These moments of togetherness were precious to her, a chance to escape the routines of everyday life and create cherished memories.

With a hopeful heart, Yashvi patiently awaited his arrival, ready to embrace the special moments they would share.

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Tired, Advik entered his room and found his wife sitting on the bed, engrossed in a book on robotics. He couldn't help but smile at her unwavering passion for the subject. However, his attention quickly shifted as he took in her stunning appearance. She looked absolutely breathtaking in an Anarkali suit, her hair elegantly styled in a side partition and twisted at the back with the help of clips. The jingle of her earrings only added to her allure, causing his heart to race with a strong physical attraction that seemed to intensify with each passing moment.

Hey," he breathed out, standing in front of her and setting his laptop bag aside.

"You look absolutely stunning," he complimented as soon as their eyes met. She couldn't help but bite her lip, trying to contain her smile as she thanked him.

"Give me a few minutes, I'll freshen up," he hurriedly said, making his way to the bathroom, while she chuckled and picked up his laptop bag and wallet, setting them in their designated spots.

After a brief ten minutes, he emerged from the bathroom, dressed in a well-fitted white button-down shirt paired with chinos and loafers. His hair was deliberately tousled, and he casually rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to his elbows. She couldn't help but feel a flutter in her heart as she admired his effortlessly stylish look.

"Ready?" he asked, flashing her a charming smile as he approached. She nodded, her gaze lingering on his dashing appearance, feeling a sense of excitement for the upcoming evening. 

He extended his right hand towards her, a gesture that made her smile, and she willingly slipped her hand into his, all while holding onto her phone.

"Can you keep it?" she asked hesitantly, offering her phone to him. He chuckled softly and nodded in response.

"You don't need to hesitate, Yashvi. I am your husband, and you have every right over me. There's no need to second-guess or hold back," he reassured her, offering a gentle smile. He then retrieved his wallet from a drawer and selected a few small denomination notes. 

Hand in hand, they descended the stairs, their connection growing stronger with every step. They informed the elders about their plans and left their first date together.

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Parking the car, he stepped out and glanced at her, noticing that she had also joined him and stood beside him, her gaze captivated by the serene beach.

"Beach date?" she inquired, raising an eyebrow inquisitively.

"No fancy five-star or seven-star date. Let's have our first date in our own unique style," he suggested, looking at her with tender affection. She met his gaze and then glanced at his hand, a small smile forming on her lips as she gently intertwined their fingers together. A wave of joy washed over him, his heart dancing in delight at the simple yet profound connection they shared.

Yashvi walked towards the beach with a joyful spring in her step, finding a seat on a smooth rock as her hair danced in the breeze. She had anticipated a typical dinner date at a restaurant, but this serene and intimate setting was far more enchanting. She playfully tugged him to sit beside her on the rock, their hands still intertwined, creating a sense of closeness and connection.

Yashvi had already kicked off her own footwear, feeling the sand between her toes, and she encouraged him to do the same. He obliged, grateful for the opportunity to experience the gentle caress of the waves against his feet. He relished the rhythm of the waves, as they approached and receded, repeating the process again and again. It was a peaceful and soothing sensation that added to the magic of their beach date.

"I am hungry," Yashvi whispered, her eyes fixed on a vendor selling jhalmuri nearby. Advik noticed her craving and couldn't help but smile to himself. He swiftly got up, slipping on his loafers, and made his way towards the vendor.

"Make it very spicy, please," Yashvi requested with a playful enthusiasm, her legs dangling off the rock as she playfully interacted with the waves. Advik's smile widened as he relayed her request to the vendor, ensuring that the jhalmuri would have the perfect amount of spiciness. In addition, he purchased a bottle of water and a plate of momos with spicy chutney, considering her love for street food.

Returning to Yashvi's side, Advik presented her with the tantalizing treats. The aroma of the spicy snacks filled the air, adding to the sensory delight of their beach date. Yashvi's eyes lit up with delight as she eagerly reached for a handful of jhalmuri. 

With a playful twinkle in her eyes, Yashvi took charge of the water bottle, setting it aside to free up Advik's hands. She deftly crafted a makeshift spoon out of the paper containing the jhalmuri, a mischievous smile dancing on her lips. Bringing the spoon to Advik's lips, she playfully fed him a bite, her eyes gleaming with joy and a newfound sense of freedom. They shared a moment of shared laughter and connection as they indulged in the street food together.

In a delightful reversal, Advik eagerly returned the favor, feeding Yashvi a bite of the delectable momos. There was a natural ease between them, a sense of comfort and trust that allowed them to embrace the simplicity and joy of the moment. No hesitation or inhibitions held them back as they reveled in each other's company, savoring the flavors and enjoying the playful exchange of bites.

Their laughter mingled with the sound of crashing waves and the soft rustle of the breeze, creating a soundtrack of happiness that enveloped them in their intimate beach date. In that moment, it was not just the street food that nourished them, but the connection and affection they shared, growing stronger with every bite and every shared smile.

"I had always loved beaches," Yashvi shared, a hint of nostalgia in her voice as she took the handkerchief from Advik. She dabbed it against her lips, wiping away the traces of the street food indulgence. As she returned the handkerchief, their fingers brushed against each other, a subtle yet electrifying connection.

Advik looked at her, a soft smile playing on his lips. "I'm glad we could have our first date here," he said, his voice filled with genuine warmth. "There's something magical about the beach, isn't there? It brings a sense of peace and serenity."

Yashvi nodded, her gaze drifting towards the vast expanse of the sea. "It's true. The rhythmic sound of the waves, the touch of sand beneath your feet, it all feels so calming and rejuvenating. I feel like I can leave behind all my worries and just be in the present moment."

Advik reached out and gently clasped her hand, his thumb tracing circles on her skin. "That's exactly what I wanted for our date," he confessed. "A moment of tranquility, away from the hustle and bustle of the world, just the two of us."

Yashvi's heart fluttered at his words, and she squeezed his hand in response. They sat in comfortable silence, the sound of their synchronized breaths harmonizing with the rhythm of the waves. In that moment, they felt a deep connection, an unspoken understanding that transcended words.

As the sun began its descent, casting a warm golden glow over the beach, Yashvi leaned her head against Advik's shoulder, finding solace in his presence. They sat there, hand in hand, watching the waves ebb and flow, their hearts intertwined amidst the beauty of the beach, creating a memory that would forever be etched in their hearts.

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Glossary:

Jhalmuri:Street food made up with puffed rice and variety of sauces seasoned with indian spices.

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