Hello lovely people How is everyone doing?? chilling the winters huh! well I am, anyways I wanted to know one thing from you all is anyone into Vlogging or a youtuber here?? if so plz mention in the comments below your channel name as I have something amazing to share about(would be great If you are from Delhi, India). Coming back to my last post, i really got confused which story to post first so asked for your opinions...and we finally have decided to post one of my favorite cute little love story by priyanka Woh Barsateein to go in first...I have divided the story in short parts which ill post in today and Monday, then we will post the second one But he was my friend. here goes the part 1 Woh barsaateein…. Armaan beta armaan kahan hai,jaldi kar beta... Armaan-ma..am here..see ,was just checking my baggage and my personal stuff... Ma-personal stuff, yeh laptop , ipad ,phone ,chargers yeh personal stuff nahi hote armaan..beta tu apne honeymoon par jaa raha hai,koi official trip par nahi,aur phir bahu kya sochegi..kaise kharus se shaadi ki hai usne..huh.. Armaan-hahaha..maa...tum bhi bus...arre yeh sab mein apne saath her jagah le jaata hoon to... A soft voice interrupted their conversation…. Ma mein ready hoon.... Armaan turned to look at her... She was wearing a blue salwar kameez..her hair were open...with a light eye makeup and a small sparkling bindi on her forehead. Ma-riddhima beti..aao idar aao.. Armaan was lost in her innocent face which had the shyness of the newly wedded.. she seemed like an angel who was so pure so beautiful that smile was a gift that it brought about on the person looking at her... This was just the third or fourth time that armaan had actually looked at her so intensely as before the marriage..they had meet only twice.. 1st Meeting when armaan and his family had visited ridz place to consider the proposal of their marriage..where armaan was too busy with his discussion on collaboration with a Japanese firm over the phone that the 15 mins they spend alone were reduced to just one sentence of their conversation... “Kya aap iss rishte ke liye tayiyaar hai riddhimaji..asked armaan quickly glancing at her and then grazing at his phone screen which was flashing the urgent call which he couldnt ignore... Mein apne mom dad ke decision ke saath hoon..jo woh kahe..aur aap..replied the shy riddhima still looking down while pouring the tea for armaan in the saucer.. Good then..final beacuse mein bhi mom ke decision ke saath hoon..so we are all clear here..ahhh excuse me..i have a urgent call to attend..indicating to his phone..armaan said.. Hmmm..theek hai..par..ahhh..ok..sure plz aap phone attend kar lijiye..Replied ridhhima giving a shy glance to armaan and then indicating to the phone..” 2nd meeting.. “Actually riddhimaji..mujhe maa ne kaha hai ki aapko ring select karvane le jaun jeweler ke pass so if you dont mind meri cousin aa sakti hai aapke saath as mujhe abhi ek meeting ke liye jana hai…asked armaan looking straight at the road while holding his car wheel tight in nervousness.. Ji zarur...riddhima answered with her eyes still looking down towards her hands in her lap”. Armaan was lost in those moments when ma got him back to reality... Ma-armaan...armaan...beta Armaan-(startled)-ohh..ji..ji maa..panicked and so nervous that lost control of his phone in his hand and dropped it..ohh gosh Yeh lijiye...picked ridz and gave it to him still not letting any eye contact to happen... Armaan-hmm thanks..smiled to see her hair locks fall when she bend down to pick it and then she flicked them back after returning his phone to him. Ahhh chale.... Ridz-(looked at ma)-ma.... Ma-jao beta(ridhimaa bend down to touch ma’s feet)..bus bus...khush raho...armaan khayal rakhna meri riddhima ka... Armaan-(smiling)-ji ma...(greeting her)..chalte hai maa... In car... It had been 15 mins since they had started from home for their destination khandhala...their honeymoon destination..though ma wanted them to go out together at a romantic place somewhere in Europe or Australia but as armaan had to leave for Japan in another 3 days so ma asked him to take her to khandhala to their guest house there for 2 days...just to spend some time together before he left.. Hmmm...eee...rrr..clearing his throat he could just manage...woh...aaaaa...bbbb...hmmm eeee....rrr... Riddhima-aapko kuch chahieye...paani..(grabing the bottle of water from the back seat and offering him). Armaan-ahhh yes..paani...(trying to look into those mesmerizing eyes which she had being hiding behind her hair locks that continued to cover her half of the face even after she flicked them back everytime she tried to talk). He handed the bottle back to her once he was done. There was silence in the car for few minutes..until riddhima looking out of the window saw the sky turning black rolled the windows down to feel the cool breeze on her face allowing her hair to let fly free in it... Armaan turned to look at her as the sudden sound of breeze hitting the car entered his ears and the coolness of the air spread in the car.. He smiled looking at riddhima..she was enjoying the cool breeze..she was happy with the weather changing its moods from bright and sunny to dark and cool..she was trying to feel the wind on her face by putting her face outside the window again and again but quickly returning back to her sober sitting position as she could feel his vision on her from corner of her eye...he too was not constantly looking at her but ......finally he said it out loud to her..arre kya kar rahi ho...sar andar rakho lag jayegi... Startled riddhima got back to her seat and sat with her head down in embarrassment. Armaan smiled at her innocence.... The rain drops started hitting the front mirror which made the shy and embarrassed riddhima lock up at it to yield again that sparkling smile..... Armaan at this very moment asked her-aapko barish pasand hai kya? Riddhima-(with a excited look on her face turned to answer him)-bahut mujhe baarish bachpan se pasand hai....she quickly rolled the window down again collecting few drops of rain in her hand and showing it back to him….dekho kitni fresh feeling laati hai yeh baarish ki boonde hai na…. Armaan looked at the rain water in her hand and gave a casual smile while saying –actually meine bachpan se kabhi barish ko itna pasand nahi kiya hai,woh mein….. Riddhima-kya? You don’t like rain….aisa kaise ho sakta hai…rains are so nice….kabhi aap kya barish mein khele nahi…woh pani ke chote chote pools mein friends ke saath masti,paper boats banna,pata hai mein humesha best boat banati thi meri boat sabse zada dheer tak…….(her eyes met his eyes for the first time while she was on her fun journey about her past memories and she stopped realizing it was him, the man she is married to, “The Armaan Mallik” a well known business man of India, youngest Indian businessman to be featured on the cover of business today magazine, known for his sharp business mind and poor sense for humor. Armaan-(with a smile)-ahhh aaj se phele shayad i didnt realize it ki barsaatein itni khushiyan bhi laati hai... Riddhima-(smiling back in satisfaction)-hmmm am really happy that you too felt it today varna mujhe laga ki aap to kharus…..(just there she pulled her horses as she felt she was going overboard with her flow of words).ohhh sorry.... Armaan-(confused)-kya hua tum ahh i mean aap ruk kyon gayi boliye na....mujhe aaj pheli baar lag raha hai ki koi mujhse sach bolne ja raha hai... Riddhima-woh actually i didnt mean that...mein to bus aapko baarish.... Armaan-its absolutely fine...touching her hand in assurance which she had rested casually on the arm rest between them....the sudden touch of armaans cold hands startled her and as a natural reflex she pulled her hand back.... Armaan-(seeing this got embarrassed )-ohh i am...i am sorry woh i just wanted to.... Riddhima-(flicking her hair back from the other hand and looking down with a smile)-its ok dont be sorry...haq hai aapka...after all aapki wife hoon mein... Armaan-(smiled)-aap .......he looked at her... She felt his gaze and looked up into his eyes....he had that twinkle in his eyes of happiness... Riddhima-aap aise kya dekh rahe hai... Armaan-(smiling)-aapko dekh raha hoon...shayad aaj pheli baar tumhe theek se dekha hai meine...tum ohh i mean aap....aap bahut khubsurat ho...(riddhima lowered her eyes with a smile on her face...she was blushing after hearing such words of adminiration from her husband. Riddhima-(hesitating)-ahh….mein kuch bolu... Armaan-(excitedly looking at the road which was not clearly visible because of the heavy rain pouring now…..)plz bolo na….ohh yeh glass bhi….(trying to clean it with his hands from inside). Riddhima-aap ko kabhi kissi se pyar hua hai? I mean kabhi koi acha laga ho..maan kara ho ki uss se apne dil ki baat…..aaaaaa Armaan-(smiled at awkwardness on her face after asking him the question)-ahhh…actually…(turning on the windscreen air)sach kahon to nahi….mujhe kabhi pyaar nahi hua….woh pata nahi kyon but no girl ever interacted with me much…. Riddhima-(giggled)-really you do not know why….hehehehe Armaan-(sheepishly running his hand in his hair)-well I think know why……because I am the non friendly kind of a guy….hmmmm(sighing)-mein bachpan se hi chup chaap rehne wala ziddi baccha tha….and pata nahi chala mujhe ki kab mein dhere dhere self centered, egoistic aur aur…….slowing his car speed…..ohh shit….lagta hai barish bahut tez ho gayi hai….aaj toofan aayega…shayad….shit I hope we don’t get stuck up here on our way back…I cannot afford to miss my japan trip… Riddhima-(who was concentrating on armaan’s words intensely looked around)-yes it seems ki we should stop somewhere because I don’t feel safe that we drive in such a weather….and don’t worry you’ll not miss your trip (she said the last line in low voice). Armaan-(shaking his head in agreement)-hmmm dekhta hoon koi hotel aaye to I’ll stop there….shieeee…..i am sorry riddhima I know I am not kind of a guy you would have dreamt of as a life partner…mein boring hoon….unromantic…bilkul waisa hi hoon jaise sab kehte hai mujhe like woh….woh…. Riddhima-khadus……khadus kehte hai sab apko… Armaan-(embarrassed)-ahhh yes…woh hi hoon….i am not a good husband na….dekho…. Ridhima-(interrupting him)-arre rukhiye…..aap kaise keh sakte hai ki aap ache husband nahi hai….yeh to mein bataungi na… Armaan looked at her smiling and admiring her beauty… Riddhima blushed……. To be continued…… XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Do click the like button and post in your comments on how you found this cute storys start up. Fact-This was Priyankas second written piece from year 2010,gift to her best friend(not me ;)) as a birthday gift. Lovely always Preeti
Posted on: Sat, 13 Dec 2014 08:38:23 +0000
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