He stood in front on the mirror in the brown sherwani and a white pant. Never in his dream he thought this day would come when he will marry her with all rituals. When he returned from London, his heart wasn't aware about the existence of this emotion called "Love". When he saw her for the first time, he hated her. He wanted to take revenge from her. But when this seed of hatred converted into a bud of love, he himself didn't realised.

Pushkar placed the sehra on his brother's head with happy tears in his eyes. Finally his bhaiyaa was getting married. He was happy for his brother for he knew his brother's happiness lies only with her.

"Chale Bhaiyaa? "

Pushkar asked adjusting the sehra on his head..
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As he entered the hall, his eyes fell on the beautiful floral decoration. It had tulips. She was in love with these flowers. She was not a rose admirer like other girls. She was different...Infact her opinion, her lifestyle ,her way of thinking was certainly different from others and that's what he loved the most about her. She was a free bird. She wished to fly high and touch the sky.

"Beta... Sit here....."

The priest said pouring oil in the fire.

He sat down and looked at the fire burning in front of him. Wasn't the fire inside him as fierce and wild as the one burning outside. He closed his eyes as the memories of their first meet came flashing back in his eyes. That one day changed everything.

His heavy breathes became uneven after seeing her coming down the stairs in the heavy bridal lehenga.

Her gittery eyes were lined with kohl , plumpy lips were painted dark red, cheeks were shining with pinkish lush. A small red bindi was placed between her eyebrows. Earrings were hanging from her ears and a beautiful emrald studded necklace adorned her swan like neck.

"Sumo..... "

Breath stuck in his throat after seeing her. She looked divine in the red embroidered wedding lehenga that he selected for her. He imagined her in a bridal attire many times before, but in reality she looked much more beautiful than his imagination. She looked divine. Her black outlined almond eyes, rosy red lip, Delicate nose ring that touched her bottom lip, and a curly flick that stopped near her jawline...Everything about her was so beautiful .

Is she a dream or is she for real? The lustre of her lehenga in the dim room, is it for real? The shine of her hairs after striking of light, is it for real? The fragnance of her body that was making him insane, is it for real? If beauty had other name, it would have been "Sumo"... His Sumo...

He forgot to breathe at that moment. The blush that travelled her chin by his constant gaze made his heart jump up against the rib. He could feel her breathes getting heavier as his. He could feel the warmth that radiated from her body. At that moment, he felt like he had started living her in him. He had started feeling her in him...

Her eyes were fixed on ground and fingers were fidgeting with each other. She was hopeful for their future, so was he. She was nervous, so was he. But the happiness of getting to spend rest of their life together in each other's arm was much more than this. This feeling was something they never felt. It was so soothing, so warm , so familiar yet so new.

Butterflies grew bigger as she sat near him for the rituals. Her head was still low and a smile played on her rosy lips. He locked his finger with her hand that was resting on her lap. She looked up at him and smiled. He smiled back. Their fingers were locked with each other for the entire ceremony...

To everyone's shock, he lifted her in his arms for the pheras. Friends and family whistled at their young romance whereas the aunties couldn't stop gasping. With every round around the holy fire, they promised each other to keep the flame of their love lightened throughout the life. With each step they took towards their happily ever after , their heart beated more and more...

Tears rolled down her eyes as the man of her dreams filled her hair partition with red vermillion. Her hazelnut eyes lifted to meet his dark brown orbs that held nothing but love and only love for her. He wiped her tears slowly with his thumbpad and kissed them away.
She smiled in between her tears and squeezed his hand assuring him that she is ok.

As he slided the nuptial chain around her neck, she felt complete. She felt like a woman. He didn't miss the glitter in her eyes and the heaviness of her breathe, the heaving of her chest and the beautiful smile that was creeping on her lips. This new feeling of love and completeness surrounded them. Is this what that they say a marital bliss?
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After completing all the rituals, she was locked inside his room. Now it was their room.. She fondly looked at his room and remembered the first time she saw his room in the holi party...

FLASHBACK

"Uthh gye janab " Ramnath smiled seeing his Son descending the stairs rubbing the eyes..

"Good morning Papa" He came down and greeted his father by touching his feet.

" Morning Shravan bhaiyaa" Pushkar came forward and hugged his elder brother.

Kamini Chachi was about to put something on shravan's forehead when he held her hand to stop her...

"Chachiji Nahi please.. Ise mujhse dur hi rakhiye"

He said with irritated look on his face...

"Shravan Puttar aaj Holi hai..Atleast shagun ka ek tikka to lagane de "

She spoke making puppy eyes...

"Accha Chhod. Holi party me to aa raha hai na tu... "

She asked keeping the plate full of pink powder on the table.

" Chachiji u know mai Holi celebrate nahi karta hu. Aap log jayiye "

He said monotonously.

" Shravan tum kal hi london se aaye ho. Itne saare clients invited hai Holi party me. Thodi jaan pehchaan ho jayegi.. I think u should join us. "

Ramnath said picking up the newspaper from the table...

"Haa Puttar. Mere bhi bahot dosto ko tujhse milna hai.. Waise bhi party humare garden me hi to hai. Ek- aadha ghanta to tu nikal hi sakta hai apni chachi k liye..."

Kamini Chachi said in her honey coated voice.

"Haa haa bhaiyaa..Join us. Bahot maza aayega. Rang aur Rangili titliyaa dono rahegi"

Pushkar said with a wink...

" Behave Pushkar ..."

Ramnath glared to which pushkar immediately lowered his head mouthing a "Sorry".

Shravan laughed seeing his straightforward Chhote becoming a sacred cat in front of his Bade papa..

"Ok Chachiji..I am coming. Lekin sirf aapke liye".

He said coming near to kamini..

"Thank you Puttarji. I love you ...Chalo ab jaldi se taiyaar ho jaao. "

She spoke roaming her hand on his head...

"Love you too Chachijaan"

He replied back pecking kamini's cheek making her blush.

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The entire garden of Malhotra Mansion was decorated like a newly wedded bride. Red, yellow, green and blue duppatas were used in the decoration giving a colourful look to the venue. The multicolour Lightings was icing on the cake.

People in white were spread around just like swan in the lake. Their faces were covered with shades of red, blue and green. Anyone was hardly identible. The thandaai section was occupied by men whereas women's were busy gossiping. Kids were enjoying the delicacies of Holi especially the "Imartis" and "Gujiyaas". They were having fun colouring each others with pichkaris and throwing water balloons on each other....

Sound system was on and there was section of people dancing on evergreen Holi song "Rang Barse ".

"Bhaiyaa Here"

Pushkar said waiving his hand. He excused himself from his friends group and walked towards his bhaiyaa..

"Happy holi bhaiyaa..."
He said engulfing him in a brotherly hug..

"Same to you Chhote"
He wished back.

"Here you go..."
Pushkar took fistful of green colour from the thali kept near them and was about to apply on Shravan's face when he stopped him by giving deadly glares...

"Chhote, I m telling you for the last time. I don't play Holi. "
He said with a stern look to which pushkar gulped in fear....

One look at his face, and Shravan knew this guy was hell scared.

"No..No problem bhaiyaa. I..I won't. "
Pushkar said fumbling with words making shravan laugh at his state.

"Chhote Chill. Accha wo sab chhod ye bata, tera rang to dekh liya maine, bas rangili titliyaa nhi dikhi ab tak..... "

Shravan spoke looking around making pushkar gasp out loud.

"Bhaiyaa Naughty Naughty huh.."
Pushkar said in a teasing tone...

"Whatever...."
He replied monotonously.

"Chhote, I think your friends are waiting for you..Go and enjoy Man. "

Shravan said keeping his hand on pushkar's shoulder.

"But bhaiyaa you.. "
Pushkar opened his mouth to speak but shravan cutted him off...

"Its OK. You enjoy. I am here only watching you all ".

Pushkar mouthed thank you and went with his friend to the DJ section.

Standing in a corner Shravan watched the guests dancing on a dance number...

Hori Khele Raghuveera, Avadh Meinin,
Hori Khele Raghuveera...
Hori Khele Raghuveera, Avadh Meinin,
Hori Khele Raghuveera...

Pushkar and his crazy friends joined them and showed their dancing steps. Shravan couldnt suppressed his laughter seeing one of Pushkar's female friend doing "Naagin Dance" steps... Even Ramnath seemed to enjoy the song as he couldnt stop his leg from tapping with the rythm. The entire atmosphere was so cheerful .

Soon the song changed and Pushkar dragged in Vandy bhabhi and Varun bhaiyaa to do some steps...

Launga ilayachi ka
Arre launga ilayachi ka
Launga ilayachi ka.. haan
Arre launga ilayachi ka beeda lagaya
Launga ilayachi ka beeda lagaya
Haan launga ilayachi ka
Haan launga ilayachi ka beeda lagaya
Arre chabe gori ka yaar balam tarse Rang barse
Holi hai....

Shravan laughed seeing Vandy Babhi giving tough competition to Varun bhaiyaa as he was hardly able to dance because of the "Bhaang Effect".

Next a girl probably the one who was doing naagin dance few minutes ago brought pushkar in the centre dragging him by his collar playfully...

Itna Maza, Kyun Aa Raha Hai
Tune Hawao Mein hai Bhaang Milaya..

Itna Maza, Kyun Aa Raha Hai
Tune Hawao Mein hai Bhaang Milaya
Dugna Nasha, Kyun Ho Raha Hai
Aankhon Se Meetha Tune Khilaya

She started dancing with pushkar and his friends. Her face was covered with pink colour and adorned with a contagious smile. Pushkar looked very comfortable with her. The way she was slapping his cheeks playfully, messing his hairs during the dance spoke a lot about their relation.

"May be his girlfriend" Shravan thought..

Ho Teri Malmal Ki Kurti Gulabi Ho Gayi
Manchali Chaal Kaise Nawaabi Ho Gayi, Toh?

Balam Pichkari Jo Tune Mujhe Maari
Toh Seedhi Saadi Chhori Sharaabi Ho Gayi
Haa Jeans Pahen Ke Jo Tune Maara Thumka
Toh Lattoo Padosan Ki Bhabhi Ho Gayi ...
Balam Pichkari Jo Tune Mujhe Maari
Toh Seedhi Saadi Chhori Sharaabi Ho Gayi

Shravan was so lost in staring at her that he did not even realised when his chhote dragged him by arm. He joined Pushkar and did few steps. Soon the song changed and Shravan excused himself.

This time Lalaji brought Chachiji holding her both the hands. Chachiji couldn't stop blushing seeing lalaji's super romantic side.

Mere rang mein rangne wali
Pari ho ya ho pariyo ki Rani
Ya ho meri prem kahani
Mere sawalon ka jawaab do, do na!
Mere sawalon ka jawaab do, do na!

The crowd clapped as Lalaji did some romantic steps with his wife making everyone "Awe". This was definitely a sight to behold as Chachiji couldn't stop blushing.

He missed all this in London. The essence of festivities, the happy faces, delicious oil fried delicacies and the positivity in the atmosphere was badly missed. He felt happy that finally he was back to India. The place where he belongs to. His Dil and Dillwalo ki Delhi...

A smile crept up his lips seeing the happiness playing on the faces of his loved one. He turned around to go just then from nowhere a girl stood in front of him. Before he could process anything, this girl emptied the entire thali of pink powder on his face making him flabbergasted.

"What the fuck......"

He got annoyed hearing her giggles. How dare she laugh on him... Wasn't she the same girl who was doing Naagin dance with pushkar few minutes ago.. But How dare she throw colour on his face....

Her giggles only got louder looking at his condition and he couldn't help but fume in anger.

"Ab tum gayi....."

He took fast steps towards her. As soon as she noticed him increasing his pace, she ran away to save her life.

"Oye Ruko... Stoppp...."

He started chasing her. She turned back and increased her speed after seeing him running behind her. If he caught her, then she is gone for sure.

"Oye khhote kidhar bhaag raha hai...Ruk to..."

He paused hearing Lalaji calling him from behind.

"Nahi Lalaji, Baadme... "

He spoke hastily and rusumed running.

He saw her running towards the thandai section. Before he could proceed Pushkar stopped him....

"Bhaiyaa...What happened? Why are you running. And look at you. Aapko colour kisne lagaya? .."

She utilized this opportunity and hided her petite figure behind the group of ladies who were gossiping making a big circle.

"Usko to mai nahi Chhodunga. "

Shravan said gritting his teeth... He looked around but couldn't see her anywhere.

"Are lekin kisko... "

Pushkar asked to which shravan replied scanning the entire area with his eyes...

"Hai koi. Yahi kahi chhupi hogi. Use to mai sabak sikhake rahunga"

Shravan replied clenching his teeth. Even under the layer of pink colour, pushkar could see his brother's reddened face.

She gulped hearing his words. God, what she has landed herself into. Now this guy won't leave her.

"Chhodo use bhaiyaa. Aap chalo mere sath. Bade papa aapko unke kisi client se milana chahte hai..."

She mentally sighed seeing Pushkar dragging that tall guy from there. Now before he returns, she has to anyhow leave the place.

She took her mobile and started walking dailing a number on phone...

"Haa Nanu...kaha ho aap....Nanu aap rukiye yaha , mai ghar jaa rahi hu.. Hello hello...Awaj nahi aa rahi...hello nanu..... Ouuchhhh..."

She accidently bumped into someone.

"Satyaanash..."

Chachiji exclaimed as the glass of thandaai from her hand fell on the girl's dress due to the collision.

"I..I am sorry aunty... Sorry i didn't see..."

She immediately appologized.

"Are puttarji why are you saying sorry. I didn't see you either. Oh my god your dress...."

She looked at her dressed and saw the whitish stain on her duppatta and her dress. Even her arms were drenched in thandaai.

"Jaao puttar andar jaake saaf karlo."

Chachiji said with a sugary smile on her face...

She nodded her head and left from there...

" Mr Sharma, Meet my son Shravan Ramnath Malhotra. The future of Malhotra Associates. And Shravan He is Mr Sharma, one of our oldest client and my dearest friend"

Ramnath introduced Shravan with a man in white kurta and pyjama..He was probably in his 50s .

Shravan extended his hand to greet Mr Sharma...

"Nice to meet you my boy. "

He took Shravan into a casual hug.

" Heard a lot about you from your father. Hopefully you will take Malhotra Associates to new heights"

Mr Sharma said patting Shravan's back...

" Malhotra Associates will definitely reach new heights if you replace "You" with "We". Because i won't be able to do anything alone. "

Shravan replied with a smiling face and broke the hug...

"Impressive. Malhotra I'm telling you ,your son is gold. Keep him in locker before any random girl steal him away from you..."

Mr Sharma joked. Ramnath laughed hearing this. Shravan couldn't help but blush after realising what he meant.

Mr Sharma forwarded his hand to colour shravan's cheek...

"No no Mr Sharma, Actually I don't play Holi.. "

Shravan said moving away to stop Mr Sharma. Mr Sharma laughed hearing this...

"Look at you boy. Your whole face is coloured in pink and you are saying that you don't play Holi. Come on, let me add some more colour on your face."

Mr Sharma touched shravan's cheek and coloured him. This time Shravan couldn't stop him just because of that girl.... Ramnath suppressed his laughter seeing his son's angry bird like face.

The girl pushed the slightly ajar door of Malhotra Mansion. She looked around in the house with her two big eyes. The interior of the was classy yet elegant. Exactly the way she likes. The old classic paintaings and portraits were hanging from the wall, the big glass chandelier hung above from the ceiling, the polished furniture and the white shining walls of this huge mansion was definitely an eyecandy for her. It looked just like a set of any big budget film. Real yet so unreal...

"Ma'am, I think you came in wrong place. Party is going outside in the garden "

A male servant said coming forward.

" Yeah i know. Kamini aunty sent me here. Actually i need to use the washroom. "

She replied fidgeting with her duppatta.....

"But mam niche ki saari rooms locked hai. Aap ek baar wo upar ki room check kar lijiye..."

He said pointing upstairs.

"Jii Sukriya. "

She climbed the stairs hastily and one by one checked the doors of all the rooms. Luckily she found one room which wasn't locked.

Pushing the door slowly, she peeped inside the room. Not finding anyone, she walked in.

In the garden,...

" Mummyiji.... "

Vandy bhabhiji went near Chachiji and hugged her. Chachiji was shocked to see her in tears...

"Vandy puttar... What happened? "

She asked with concern. But the next moment when she saw Varun coming near them she understood what must have happened...

" Sacchi sacchi bata, ab kya kiya tune?"

Chachiji asked rolling Varun's ear. Vandy continued shedding her crocodile tears...

"I'll tell you mummyji. He abused me"

Chachiji glared angrily at Varun and rolled her ears painfully...

"Ouchhhh...Mummy leave...It's paining. Aahhhh..."

Varun winced in pain...

"How dare you abuse my daughter in law? Is this what I taught you? "

She said in a strict tone.

" Mummy i did nothing.... She is lying"

Varun said with puppy eyes.

"Mummyji don't fall for his puppy eyes. He did abuse me...."

Vandy said gritting her teeth...

" What did he exactly say Vandy puttar? "

Chachiji asked turning towards Vandy bhabhi.

"Mummy believe me..I.."

Varun tried to say but chachiji cutted him off...

"You shut up. I m speaking to Vandy"

She said glaring him angrily....

"Mummyji Varun said I have figure like ginger. My name Vandy sounds like name of some Brandy.."

Chachiji facepalmed hearing this.

"You both are mad..God, this is not a house but a zoo... Keep fighting .Don't eat my head"

Chachiji said angrily before walking away...

Varun bhaiyaa dragged Vandy bhabhi forcefully near the DJ and started dancing around her...

Ang Se Ang Lagana Sajaan Hame Aise Rang Lagana
Ang Se Ang Lagana Sajaan Hame Aise Rang Lagana
Ghal Lo Se Yeh Ghal La Lagake, Naino Se Yeh Naina Milake
Holi Aaj Meh Nana Sajaan Hame Aise Rang Lagana
Ang Se Ang Lagana Sajaan Hame Aise Rang Lagana
Ang Se Ang Lagana Sajaan Hame Aise Rang Lagana

He appologized Vandy bhabhi by kneeling down in front of everyone holding his both ears. Vandy bhabhi smiled and hugged him happily...

The girl splashed water on her face. Her eyes fell on a towel hanging in the bathroom. Pulling it down, she wiped her face with it to remove the pinkish colour. She washed her hands and cleaned her dress.

She was about to open the bathroom door, when she heard the sound of footsteps. She opened the bathroom door slightly and tried to peep from the small gap.

Her breath hitched seeing a man removing his clothes. First his shirt hitted the floor and then his vest. Though his back was facing her, still she could feel butterflies jittering in her stomach.

He turned and she could see him. He was the same guy who was chasing her. And right now she was in his room. To be accurate in his bathroom.

"Shitttt... Shitttt.... Shitttt".

Her Eyes popped out of their sockets when she saw him trying to pull his jeans down . She immediately turned away shutting the bathroom door and closed her eyes with displeasure.

This was for the first time she found herself in such situation. For some unknown reason, staring at him when he was changing his shirt felt so right.

She opened the tap and splash water on her face once again to remove all the thoughts coming in her mind.

Breath stucked in her throat when she heard the footsteps approaching near her. Fear occupied her and she looked around in the bathroom for a hiding place. Failing to find any, she closed her eyes tightly and prepared herself for the worst.

Hearing some noises from the bathroom, he hooked his unhooked jeans and moved towards the bathroom. He could hear the sound of running water. May be he forgot to turn off the tap after having bath in the morning.

He pushed the door and was shocked to see a girl standing inside his bathroom. Her back was facing him and he couldn't see her face. The momemt he stepped forward his eyes fell on the mirror that reflected her face.

Her eyes were closed tightly in fear and lips were moving hastily as if she was doing some prayer. Her finger were tightly clutching the material of her dress.

He tapped her shoulder lightly and she turned around to face him....She opened her eyes slowly.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaa...... "

She shouted loudly seeing him standing shirtless in front of her.
He immediately stepped forward and covered her mouth with his palm to shut her up.

"Ishhhhhh... "

He gestured her to keep quiet.
She looked at his hand which was covering her mouth. His another hand was behind her head.

Thank god his jeans were still on otherwise she would have fainted seeing him half naked.

"Uhuuhh.."

She signalled him to remove his hand. He withdrew his hand and twisted her wrist. Within a second her back was pasted against his bare front.

" Caught you. Now it's revenge time"

He wishpered huskily in her ears and pushed her harshly. She landed on the floor and before she could progress anything, he turned on the shower drenching her from head to toe....

She glared at him angrily and tried to get up. Her leg tripped on the slippery floor and she closed her eyes in fear. Before her back could hit the floor, a pair of hands caught her. She opened her eyes slowly to meet his dark brown orbs that were already staring into hers.

The cold water flowing from the shower to his hairs hitted her face making her gulp down in nervousness. He lifted her waist slowly and helped her to stand on her feet... Extending his hand, he turned off the knob of shower...

"Who are you? "

He asked distancing himself from her. She stared at his wet soaked bare body. It was the sexiest thing she had ever seen. She felt her throat dry after looking at his well toned muscles, 6 packs and the bulky biceps that would put any model to shame. The water flowing down his chest made him look more appealing and she couldn't stop herself from staring him blankly... Her fingers itched to trace those muscles of his chest...

"I said Who are you "

She jerked her thoughts after hearing him repeat the question .

"Su..Suman. Pushkar's Fr... Friend"

She managed to speak in between the hot breathes...

"And why the hell did you colour me"

He said moving his head closer to her. He looked at her face which was blooming like a young bud. Her quivering lips looked so plumpy and tasty that he almost felt his throat dry. Clothes were sticking to her body like a second layer of her skin revealing her feminine curve. She looked like a mermaid in that white water soaked salwar...

His breathes fanned over her face. She moved her lips to speak but became blank after having a look at his face. He lost his mind looking at the way her lips were trembling. Leaving her wrist, he slided his hand slowly on her waist. She clenched her eyes tightly as she felt her wet body crushing with his bare uppar part..
They didn't realise how close they were standing unless she felt his hot breath on the skin of her forehead.

"Lea.... Leave... "

She said weakly.

"What if i don't "

He asked bringing his face more closer to her..

"Then I..I'll file a molestation case against you."

She uttered whatever came to her mind...

"Me kissing you in your imagination is not molestation. "

He said naughtily. She gasped hearing his shameless reply.

Pushing him hardly on the wash basin, she managed to escape from the bathroom. He chased her and found her struggling with the locked bedroom door.

And next thing he knew was she was being caged by him against the bedroom door with her hands locked with him about her head.

"You aren't allowed to go untill you answer me "

He said grumpily in her ears sending shivers down her spine. He was so close that even a single
movement by her lips would end up in kiss! Though they were hyper aware about this new sensation that was travelling inside their body but none of them wanted to move back. They felt so right ,so complete in each other's proximity. They say love sweeps away ground from your feet. And this was what they were exactly feeling-

Ground sweeping off from their feet...

"Ac..Actually pushkar... He betted. I mean.."

She found herself at loss of words in his proximity. He smirked seeing how easily he could effect her.

"That jerk...I should have known. "

Shravan spoke gritting his teeth. Pushing him slightly, she turned around and tried to open the lock forcefully. He allowed her to do whatever she wanted to. The door opened after lot of struggle and she ran from his room as if she was running in 100 metre race....

Bumping into three to four unknown faces, she reached the garden and stopped to catch some breathe. She looked around to see her Nanu and finally found him talking to Ramnath uncle.

"Nanuuuu..... "

She shouted loudly to draw his attention.

Hearing her voice, both Nanaji and Ramnath turned towards her direction.

Before they could see her, someone caught her wrist and dragged her with him...

" Ahh... Leave me..."

She said struggling in his hold...

"Naah naah.. Itne aasani se nahi. Abhi to tumhe rang lagana baki hai na."

He spoke taking a fistful of pink colour powder from the plate. Pinning her against a pillar, he slowly coloured her cheeks. She shivered due to the contact of his cold finger with her cheeks. He leaned towards her face and coloured her nape with blue powder. She felt like her legs were melting. She held the hem of his shirt for support.

He smirked seeing her red cheeks. Coming closer to her left ear, he whispered

"Ab tum mere rang me puri tarah se rang chuki ho.. Enjoy "

And before she could understand anything, he lifted her in his arms in bridal style and plunked her in the tub containing coloured water.

Taking her head out from the water she looked at him in astonishment. He bent down near the tub...

"Apna mobile mere room me hi chhod gyi thi tum. By the way, I am Shravan aur maine apna number isme save kar diya hai. Fir kabhi holi khelne ka man kare to bulalena.. "

Her mouth formed O shape because of his statement.

Nanaji and Ramnath who were watching all this from not so far corner smirked looking at each other. And this marked the new beginning in the chapter of their life.

FLASHBACK ENDS...

She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't even realised when shravan entered the room...

"Kya soch rahi ho"

He asked hugging her from behind...

"Yahi ki ab mai tumhari biwi ban chuki hu"

She said lovingly. The glow of her face was visible even in that dark room...

"Jab tumhe pehli baar mujhe rang lagate huye, mere kamre me , mere bathroom me yoon bighte huye dekha tha tabhi decide kar liya tha ki tumhari maang mai rang mai hi bharunga... "

He spoke rubbing his nose on the skin of her shoulder... She rested her back on his chest lovingly...

"Before I met you, my life was just black canvas. You came and filled it with colours and made me the happiest person alive. Thank you so much for being the rainbow in my life. I love you... "

He spoke with love and affection after making her face him....

"I love you too"

She hugged him back and they lived happily ever after...

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Happy Holi Edkvians..

From 2017 i wanted to write holi OS but thanks to my schedule😕. Finally i wrote one...

Somebody said me that holi os are very hot. So Miss Somebody, Ye wali kaisi thi? Thandi - thandi😐...

And edit credits to adhya...Thank you re. Raatko 10 baje msg karke k baad b subah 10 baje se pehle edit bhejne k liye😁.

This OS didn't turn out the way i wanted it to be😅. But kya karu..mujhe jaisi likhni thi wo already 2017 me randomwali ne likh dii😒. Ab copy karti to plagarism ki chargesheet leke ye india pahich jati...

5004 words😭😭😭. Mai kitna bolti hu re.. koi fevistick chipka do 😟.

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