Meghaishere As you requested, hereâs the surprise that Vaidehi has planned for Viyansh.
I'm unsure whether I've met readers' expectations or not, but I genuinely felt their love while writing this.
The chapter will be a bit long and may include some 16+ scenes, but it won't contain any explicit content.
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Vaidehi's POV,
As we set off for our date tonight, I can't help but feel a mixture of excitement and warmth. Ansh and I are headed to one of his friend's restaurants, a cozy little spot that we've come to love. I chose this place deliberately, knowing that if I'd suggested anywhere else, he would have declined out of concern for my health and the baby's well-being. His protective nature is one of the things I love most about him, even if it means he sometimes hovers a bit too much. Lately, my cravings have aligned perfectly with his favorite dishes, so dining at his friend's restaurant isn't just convenientâit's perfect. I had asked him if I could drive, but, predictably, he declinedânot because he doubts my driving skills, but because he doesn't want me to tire myself out. His thoughtfulness and care for both me and our baby are just some of the many reasons why I love him so much. Tonight, however, is about showing him how much he means to me and celebrating a special occasion. Today marks something truly important, something I suspect he may have forgotten in the midst of his busy schedule taking care of us. But that's okayâI understand how much he has on his plate, and it's one of the reasons why I wanted to plan this evening. I want to celebrate and remind him how much he means to me, how grateful I am for his unwavering support and love. Today marks a significant milestone in our journey together, and I can't wait to see the look on his face when he realizes what I've arranged.
He's the best thing that ever happened to me, and I want to cherish every moment with him. I want to make him feel as loved, cherished, and special as he makes me feel. Ansh has always gone above and beyond, not just with his words but with his actions too. Just recently, Ansh took it upon himself to baby-proof our entire house. He knows how clumsy I can be, and rather than making me feel bad about it, he simply ensures that Iâm safe. Itâs little things like this that show how deeply he cares. Iâm not offended by his protectiveness because itâs rooted in love and concern, and besides, itâs trueâI am a bit clumsy. Even when I was staying at the Oberoi mansion, Ansh would visit me every night, no matter how exhausted he was. I remember him bringing me rasmalai, my favorite, even after a long day. His presence and those thoughtful gestures meant the world to me. Even from afar, he made sure I was comfortable, speaking with Mumma and giving her instructions about my needs. His dedication and thoughtfulness never cease to touch my heart. And then there are the mornings when he comes home early after a long drive and prepares waffles for me, despite having back-to-back meetings lined up. He could easily prioritize sleep or rest, but instead, he chooses to spend that precious time taking care of me, making sure I start my day with a smile. His actions speak volumes about his love and commitment, and I am endlessly grateful for him.
And there's even more to add to the list of reasons why Ansh is the most amazing husband. I recently discovered that he's been arranging a room on the ground floor to match my preferences so I won't have to climb the stairs. Naina Bhabhi mentioned that this usually needs to be done by the third trimester, but Ansh, being Ansh, has already taken care of it. I'm not complaining, of course. However, I've decided that after our baby is born, I will move back to our original room. That room isn't just a spaceâit's our sanctuary. It's where Ansh and I shared all our firsts, and it's our little heaven. Ansh's thoughtfulness extends to every detail of our home life. He ensures that the entire house is cleaned and mopped before I wake up, ever since the day I almost slipped on a wet floor. He wants to make sure I'm safe and comfortable at all times. His dedication and meticulous care touch me deeply and make me feel so loved and cherished. How can I not love this wonderful man of mine? who has an endless well of love in his heart for me. No one has ever pampered me the way he does, and I often find myself in awe of how he handles my childish behavior, clumsiness, and mood swings with such grace. It's remarkable how he never gets annoyed; instead, he meets every little quirk of mine with patience and understanding. I truly don't know how I got so lucky. Tonight, I want to make him feel just as special as he makes me feel. It's important to remember that love, care, and pampering aren't just for women. Men need that, too. Even though they often put on a brave face and project strength, theyâre human beings with hearts that require nurturing and affection. Ansh deserves all the love and appreciation I can give him.
I donât know about others, but my man truly deserves all the pampering, love, and happiness in the world. Tonight, Iâm determined to give him just that because I absolutely love this wonderful, beautiful husband of mine. Iâve put a lot of thought into the surprises Iâve planned, and I really hope he enjoys everything. Itâs my way of showing him just how much he means to me and how grateful I am for everything he does. I want him to feel cherished and appreciated, just as he makes me feel every day. Tonight is all about celebrating him, and I canât wait to see the joy on his face. Hereâs to a beautiful evening filled with love!
Author's POV,
The car came to a halt as they arrived at the restaurant chosen by Vaidehi. Viyansh quickly exited the car, walked around to the other side, and opened the door for her. With a warm smile, he extended his hand toward her. Vaidehi placed her hand in his, stepping out with a light-hearted excitement. But as he offered his hand to hold, she playfully declined, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
Viyansh: "Why?"
Vaidehi: "Because main aapko date pe laayi hu na Ansh toh vo karoge Jo main kahungi."
(Because I brought you on a date, Ansh, so youâll do what I say.)
Viyansh: "As you say biwi, bolo kya karna hai."
(Tell me, what do you want me to do?)
She took out a blindfold from her purse, causing Viyansh to look confused.
Viyansh: "Jaana ye kya?"
(What's this?)
Vaidehi: "Blindfold Ansh, chaliye ise apni aakhon pe bandhiye."
(A blindfold, Ansh. Come on, tie it over your eyes.)
Viyansh: "Phir main andar kaise jaunga bachcha?"
(But how will I go inside, baby?)
Vaidehi: "Main hu na Ansh, aap kyu itne sawaal kar rahe hai, jo keh rahi hu kariye na please."
(Iâm here, Ansh. Why are you asking so many questions? Just do as I say, please.)
Viyansh: "Ok ok, kar raha hu calm down."
(Okay, okay, Iâm doing it. Calm down.)
She literally Whined, and Viyansh couldnât help but comply, knowing it was just part of her mood swings. As he tied the blindfold around his eyes, a grin spread across Vaidehiâs face. She struggled a bit with the height difference, especially since she wasnât wearing heels today, but the sight of his submission only made her smile wider. Vaidehi took Viyansh's hand in hers and began guiding him, leading him with a confidence.
Viyansh: "Jaan par batao toh kaha le ja rahi ho??"
(Darling, at least tell me where you're taking me.)
Vaidehi: "Batana hota toh Blindfold karti kya Ansh?? Kaisi baatein kar rahe hai?"
(If I were going to tell you, why would I blindfold you, Ansh? What are you talking about?)
Viyansh fell silent, unsure of what to say as they stepped into the lift. The anticipation buzzed around them, heightening his curiosity. As they ascended, he could feel the excitement radiating from Vaidehi beside him. When the doors opened, they found themselves on the terrace of a beautifully decorated restaurant, fully booked by Vaidehi for this special occasion.
Vaidehi: "Ansh, count to 20 and then take off your blindfold, okay?"
He nodded and began counting to twenty.
Viyansh: ".....18,19,20 jaana ab kholun aakhein??"
(Darling, can I open my eyes now?)
He asked but received no reply. He pulled the blindfold off, blinking rapidly to clear his vision. As the world came into focus, he found himself standing in front of a stunning golden door, adorned with vibrant flowers that seemed to bloom with life. The sight was breathtaking, but a quick glance to his side revealed that his wife was nowhere to be found.
Viyansh: "Biwi, kaha ho tum??"
(Wifey, where are you?)
Again, not getting any reply, Viyansh looked in all directions but didnât find his wife. Concern creased his forehead, but he decided to open the door anyway. As he pushed it open and stepped inside, he was greeted by a shower of flowers cascading from above. The petals filled the air with their sweet, intoxicating fragrance, instantly lifting his spirits. His face lit up with a joyful smile as he took in the unexpected surprise. He looked up, watching the delicate petals descend like a gentle rain. Each one caressed his face softly, and he couldnât help but close his eyes, savoring the tender touch. It was as if the flowers were welcoming him home, wrapping him in a fragrant embrace. For a few blissful minutes, he stood there, lost in the enchanting moment, as the flowers continued to fall around him. As the last of the petals settled around him, a soft melody began to play, filling the space with a soothing, romantic ambiance that felt perfectly crafted for the moment. He felt as if he had stepped into a dream, the combination of flowers and music creating a perfect symphony of sensory delight. His heart swelled with gratitude and love for Vaidehi, who had gone to such lengths to create this unforgettable experience. With a sense of wonder, he opened his eyes, taking in the beautifully decorated space that awaited him, eager to see what other surprises his wife had in store.
His heart fluttered, overwhelmed by the thoughtfulness of his wife, knowing she had orchestrated this enchanting scene. The soft, melodious music playing in the background was being played by his Jaan, making the moment even more special. Viyansh moved forward, his curiosity leading him to the rooftop of the building. As he stepped out, he was greeted by a breathtaking view of the city. The restaurant, situated in the most posh area of the city, offered a panoramic view that seemed to stretch endlessly. His eyes roamed over the rooftop, taking in the stunning decorations. The place was adorned with white roses and yellow dim lights, creating a serene and romantic ambiance. The gentle glow of the lights cast a warm hue over the setting, making it look ethereal. In the center of the rooftop stood a heart-shaped stand, fully decorated with flowers and twinkling lights. His eyes were drawn to the heartfelt message written on it: "I LOVE YOU ANSH." The sight of those words filled him with an indescribable joy and a deep sense of being cherished.
Also adorning the rooftop were numerous pictures of Viyansh with his lifeline, his wife, Vaidehi. Each photograph was a cherished memory, capturing the essence of their journey together. There were pictures from their wedding, their grand reception, and birthdays, each one radiating the happiness they shared. Photos from their honeymoon depicted their adventurous and tender moments, while others showcased their intimate alone time. Among the collection were candid shots from their balcony romance. In one picture, Vaidehi was sleeping peacefully in Viyansh's arms, and he had taken a selfie to capture the tender moment. Another photo showed Viyansh resting his head on Vaidehi's chest as she gently stroked his hair, with her taking the selfie this time. There was a playful mirror selfie of Viyansh back-hugging her, his arms wrapped protectively around her. One photo captured Vaidehi pouting adorably because Viyansh had been teasing her, and he had seized the moment with a quick snap. Another heartwarming picture showed Vaidehi kissing Viyansh's cheek, the love and affection between them evident in every pixel. There was a picture of him carrying Vaidehi in his arms, her eyes sparkling with joy. Another showed her wrapping her arms around his neck from behind, attempting to distract him from work with a playful grin on her face. There was a charming photo of Viyansh wrapping Vaidehi in a blanket, a playful attempt to keep her from interrupting his work, capturing their fun and affectionate dynamic perfectly. Among the collection were pictures from the day they discovered they were expecting a baby, the joy and excitement radiating from their faces. These moments were precious, marking a new chapter in their lives. Vaidehi had also included pictures from Vihaan and Vanshika's wedding, wanting to share the joy of their baby with this significant event.
Viyansh chuckled, reminiscing about the backstory of each picture. A sweet smile formed on his face as he remembered their cute, sweet, and loving journey so far. Each photograph brought back memories of the moments they had shared, moments that had strengthened their bond and deepened their love. He thought about how they had healed each other through the ups and downs, how they had become each otherâs anchor and support. Their journey had been filled with laughter, tenderness, and unwavering love. Now, they couldnât imagine their lives without one another; they had become inseparable, their hearts beating as one. Looking around at the beautifully decorated rooftop, Viyansh felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude for Vaidehi. The effort she had put into creating this special evening was a testament to her love for him. He knew that no matter what life threw their way, they would always face it together, their love growing stronger with each passing day.
Viyansh gazed around the rooftop and noticed three distinct setups, each adding to the enchantment of the evening. To the right, there was a setup for star gazing, complete with a telescope and comfortable seating. The clear night sky promised a beautiful view of the stars, perfect for a romantic night under the heavens. On the left side of the terrace, a candlelight dinner setup awaited them. The table was elegantly decorated with fine china, sparkling crystal glasses, and candles that cast a warm, flickering glow. The ambiance was intimate and inviting, promising a delightful meal shared in the soft light. In the center of the terrace, a cozy tent was set up. The tent had a white mattress and pillows, creating a comfortable and inviting space. It was adorned with fairy lights, casting a soft and magical glow inside. The tent looked perfect for snuggling up together, surrounded by the gentle glow of the lights and the peaceful night air.
Then he turned towards the sound of music and saw Vaidehi coming towards him, gracefully playing the guitar. The melody she strummed was soft and enchanting, perfectly complementing the romantic atmosphere she had created. Her eyes met his, and a loving smile spread across her face, lighting up the entire terrace. Viyansh felt his heart skip a beat as he watched her approach. The combination of the sweet music, the twinkling lights, and the beautiful setup made the moment feel surreal. Vaidehiâs presence and the effort she had put into planning this special evening filled him with immense joy and appreciation.
Haan Aa Oâ¦
Main Jaan Ye Vaar Doon
Har Jeet Bhi Haar Doon
Keemat Ho Koi Tujhe Be-Intehaan Pyaar Doon
Main Jaan Ye Vaar Doon
Har Jeet Bhi Haar Doon
Keemat Ho Koi Tujhe Be-Intehaan Pyaar Doon
Saari Hadein Meri, Ab Maine Tod Di
Dekar Mujhe Pata Awaargi Ban Gaye
Vaidehi came near Viyansh and continued singing as she gracefully moved around him. Her voice was sweet and melodic, filling the air with a song that seemed to be written just for them. Viyansh stood still, his eyes following her every movement, filled with all the love he had in his heart for her. As she circled him, singing and playing the guitar, he felt a profound sense of connection and affection. The way she looked at him, the tender smile on her face, and the heartfelt lyrics of the song made him feel incredibly special. It was as if the entire world had faded away, leaving just the two of them in this magical moment.
Haan Hasi Ban Gaye
Haan Nami Ban Gaye
Tum Mere Aasmaan
Meri Zameen Ban Gaye
Aa O⦠Aaâ¦
Kya Khoob Rab Ne Kiya
Bin Maange Itna Diya
Warna Hai Milta Kahaan
Hum Kaafiron Ko Khuda
Kya Khoob Rab Ne Kiya
Bin Maange Itna Diya
Warna Hai Milta Kahaan
Hum Kaafiron Ko Khuda
Hasratein Ab Meri Tumse Hai Jaa Mili
Tum Duaa Ab Meri Aakhiri Ban Gaye
Vaidehi gently set the guitar aside but continued to sing, her voice wrapping around them like a warm embrace. With a playful smile, she took Viyansh's hand and led him toward the heart-shaped stand adorned with flowers and lights, where the words "I LOVE YOU ANSH" glimmered brightly.
Haan Hasi Ban Gaye
Haan Nami Ban Gaye
Tum Mere Aasmaan
Meri Zameen Ban Gaye
Oâ¦O... Aa⦠O⦠Aa...
She gently released his hand and knelt down in front of him, catching Viyansh completely off guard. His eyes widened in shock, a mix of surprise and curiosity flooding his expression. But Vaidehi held up a hand, stopping him before he could say anything.
Viyansh: "Jaana ye.."
(Darling, this...)
Vaidehi: "Shhhh Ansh, bolne dijiye."
(Shhhh Ansh, let me speak.)
Vaidehi extended her hand towards Viyansh, holding out a yellow rose. Viyansh's smile widened as he took the rose from her hand, his eyes filled with love and gratitude. He gently brought the rose to his nose, inhaling its sweet fragrance, and then looked back at Vaidehi with adoration.
Vaidehi: "Yellow rose which symbolises friendship and joy, kyuki aap mere liye mere dost, mere pati, humare baby ke papa, and meri har khushi ka zariya hai."
(Yellow roses symbolize friendship and joy, because you are my friend, my husband, the father of our baby, and the source of all my happiness.)
Vaidehi extended a red rose towards Viyansh, her eyes sparkling with love and affection. Viyansh's smile grew even wider as he accepted the red rose from her hand, his heart swelling with happiness. He admired the deep crimson petals of the rose, feeling the weight of her gesture and the depth of their connection.
Vaidehi: "Red roses symbolise love, Pyaar toh main aapse bahaut karti hu ye toh aap jante ho hai, par jo pyaar aapne mujhe diya hai, jitni khushiyan mujhe di hai ki mujhe dar hai ki main sambhal hi nahi paungi ye sab. Aap mere liye sirf mere life partner mere husband nahi hai. Aap sansaar hai mera Ansh, you are my home, aap mere liye subah ki pehli kiran jaise hai jiske aate hi zindagi me Noor aata hai. Aap mere liye vo hawa ka jhoka hai jisse meri zindagi me leher aati hai, aapke bina jeena toh chodiye ek sans lena bhi mushkil hai."
(Red roses symbolize love. I love you a lot, as you know. But the love you have given me, and the happiness you have brought into my life, sometimes I fear I might not be able to handle it all. You are not just my life partner, my husband; you are my world, Ansh. You are my home. You are like the first ray of the morning sun that brings light into my life. You are the breeze that brings waves into my life. Living without you, even taking a breath without you, is impossible.)
Viyansh felt tears welling up in his eyes as Vaidehi extended a bouquet of delicate white roses toward him. Overwhelmed by emotion, he accepted the bouquet with trembling hands, knowing it symbolized purity. In that moment, he also took her hand, holding it tightly as if anchoring himself to this beautiful reality. Vaidehiâs smile lit up the space, her eyes shining with understanding and love.
Vaidehi: "White rose symbolise loyalty, purity and innocence. Ek baar ko na main bhagwan pe bhi Shak kar sakti hu par aap par kabhi nahi, aap toh mere liye Ganga se bhi zyada pure hai, the most sacred person of my life. Jiski vajah se ab ye innocent nanhi si jaan humari zindagi me aane wala hai, humari zindagi ko aur zyada khushiyon se bharne ke liye, humari zindagi ko aur zyada pyaar se mehkane ke liye."
(White roses symbolize loyalty, purity, and innocence. I might doubt God, but never you. You are purer than the Ganges for me, the most sacred person in my life. Because of you, this innocent little life is coming into our lives, bringing more happiness and filling our lives with even more love.)
Vaidehi placed her other hand on her stomach, a soft smile on her face as she looked up at Viyansh. Then, with a tender gesture, she lowered her head in front of him, expressing her love and gratitude in a profound way.
Vaidehi: "Aaj main aapke aage apna sar jhukati hu."
(Today, I bow my head before you.)
Viyansh: "Jaaan nahi aap aisa...."
(Darling, you don't need to...)
Vaidehi: "Sun lijiye Ansh please, main aapke aage sar jhuka kar ye nahi keh rahi hu ki hum dono me se koi bhi chota hai ya Aisa kuch, balki isliye kyuki jitna main aapse pyaar karti hu na utna hi main aapki izzat karti hu. Aur ye izzat isliye nahi kyuki aap mere pati hai, balki isliye kyuki aap deserve karte hai Ansh, you have made me feel loved, cared, blessed, and had pampered me enough to spoil me. Aap Bina kuch kahe meri har baat maan lete hai, mera bachpana sehte hai, meri har Masti, har nadani ko has ke taal dete hai. Kabhi mujhse uchi awaaz me baat nahi karte. Meri itni respect karte hai, humesha mera saath dete hai. Pura din thak ke ghar aate hai phir bhi meri baatein sune Bina soye nahi hai, khudse pehle humesha mujhe rakhte hai. Pyaar karte hai ye toh koi bhi keh sakta hai, par aapne toh mujhe apna pyaar mehsus karaya hai. Pata nahi main kabhi aapko mehsus Kara payi ya nahi par main bhi aapse bahaut pyaar karti hu Ansh."
(Please listen, Ansh. I am not bowing my head to say that either of us is lesser, but because as much as I love you, I also respect you. And this respect is not just because you are my husband, but because you deserve it, Ansh. You have made me feel loved, cared for, and blessed. You have pampered me enough to spoil me. Without saying anything, you always agree with me, you bear my childishness, you laugh off all my mischief and naughtiness. You never speak to me in a loud voice. You respect me so much, always stand by my side. You come home tired after a whole day of work, but still, you listen to me before sleeping. You always put me before yourself. Anyone can say they love me, but you have made me feel your love. I don't know if I have ever made you feel it, but I love you a lot, Ansh.)
She leaned in and kissed his hand softly, caressing it with tenderness. Then, with deep compassion, she lifted her gaze to meet his, her heart aching at the sight of his teary eyes. Tears flowed freely down his cheeks, reflecting the profound emotions of the moment.
Vaidehi: "Lastly, aapko shayad yaad nhi hoga par mere liye ye din sabse zyada khaas hai, jo main kabhi nahi bhool sakti. Aaj hi din aap ne apne dil ki baat kahi thi mujhse Ansh. Happy confession day Ansh, from your Jaan and your little Jaan."
(Lastly, you might not remember, but today is the most special day for me, which I can never forget. It was on this day that you confessed your feelings to me, Ansh. Happy Confession Day, Ansh, from your darling and your little darling.)
Viyansh sighed softly and looked up at the starlit sky, blinking to conceal the tears that welled up in his eyes. He felt every word Vaidehi had spoken, her love and affection resonating deeply within him. Her heartfelt gestures and expressions had touched his soul, filling his heart with warmth and gratitude. He truly shared the same feelings for her. Yet, the way she expressed those emotions filled his heart with an overwhelming warmth.
Vaidehi: "Kuch toh kahiye Ansh, ab pairon me dard ho raha hai."
(Say something, Ansh. My legs are starting to hurt.)
He quickly glanced at her, then gently held her by the shoulders, guiding her to stand.
Viyansh: "I don't know what to say right now bachcha, the way you made me feel today is... It's just so.... I'm so overwhelmed that.... Uff I don't know kya kahu main."
Vaidehi placed her hand on Viyansh's lips, silencing him gently.
Vaidehi: "Shhh, kuch mat kahiye Ansh, aapke dil ko samajhne ke liye mujhe lafzon ki zarurat nahi hai. Aapki aakhein sab bayan kar deti hai."
(Shhh, don't say anything, Ansh. I don't need words to understand your heart. Your eyes say it all.)
She cupped his face and gently wiped away his tears.
Vaidehi: "Aur is waqt ye aasu aapke dil ka haal achche se bayan kar rahe hai."
(And right now, these tears are expressing your heart perfectly.)
In that tender moment, when no words were needed, Viyansh gently placed his lips on Vaidehi's forehead. It was a gesture filled with love, tenderness, and a depth of emotion that spoke volumes. They closed their eyes, savoring the warmth and connection that flowed between them. For Viyansh, the kiss on her forehead was a silent declaration of his love and devotion. Every ounce of his feelings poured into that gentle touch, expressing his gratitude, admiration, and overwhelming love for Vaidehi. He wanted her to feel his unwavering support, his commitment to their journey together, and his deep appreciation for the woman she was. Vaidehi, feeling the soft press of his lips on her forehead, understood everything he couldn't put into words. Forehead kisses had always been their love language, a silent yet powerful way of conveying their affection and understanding. In that moment, she felt his love enveloping her, reassuring her of their bond and their shared future.
Viyansh: "I love you bachcha."
Vaidehi: "I love you bahaut saara Ansh."
She spread her arms wide, a joyful expression on her face, trying to convey just how much she loved him. In response, Viyansh encircled his arms around her hips and lifted her effortlessly, twirling her in the air. As Viyansh encircled his arms around Vaidehi's hips and lifted her, a spontaneous burst of fireworks illuminated the night sky above them. The colorful explosions painted the heavens with vibrant hues, creating a breathtaking backdrop to their joyful twirl on the terrace. Vaidehi laughed with delight, her arms instinctively wrapping around Viyansh as he spun her around. The sound of their laughter mingled with the crackling of fireworks, filling the atmosphere with a sense of pure happiness and love. The view was breathtaking and surreal, creating a magical atmosphere that was perfect for their celebration.
Viyansh, ever conscious of Vaidehiâs pregnancy, gently stopped twirling and carefully placed her back on the ground. He knew the movement might make her feel dizzy, but they remained locked in each otherâs gaze. Her hands were still wrapped around his neck, and his arms encircled her waist, pulling her close.
Vaidehi: "Vaha dekhiye zara."
( Look over there.)
As Vaidehi gestured with her eyes, Viyansh looked up at the sky where a message in fireworks spelled out "I love you little Jaan ke papa". A smile spread across his face, touched by the sweet message that embraced their new journey into parenthood. Chuckling softly, Viyansh leaned down and kissed Vaidehi's forehead once more, his lips conveying his love and adoration for both her and their unborn child. Vaidehi smiled up at him, her eyes shimmering with happiness and love. Feeling playful and filled with joy, Vaidehi leaned forward and kissed Viyansh's cheeks and then his entire face, causing him to giggle in delight.
Vaidehi: "Would you like to dance with me, Mr. Viyansh Singhania?"
Viyansh: "Sure, Mrs. Vaidehi Viyansh Singhania."
As the music began to play, Viyansh held Vaidehi's hand gently in his, feeling the warmth of her touch. Her other hand rested comfortably on his shoulder, while his hand securely encircled her waist. Together, they moved in sync to the rhythm, their bodies swaying gracefully to the music's melody. Each movement was filled with tenderness, their hearts dancing in sync with the melody. In that moment, the world around them faded away, leaving just the two of them wrapped in a cocoon of love and joy.
Aadha Tera Ishq Aadha Mera Aise Ho Poora Chandrama Ho Taara Tera Ik Taara Mera Baaki Andhera Aasmaan
Na Tere Sang Laage Bandhe Jo Pipal Pe Dhaage Yeh Surme Ke Dhare Behte Hai Nazre Bacha Ke
Badrang Mein Satranga Hai Yeh Ishq Re Jogi Main Aur Ganga Hai Yeh Ishq Re Badrang Mein Satranga Hai Yeh Ishq Re Jogi Main Aur Ganga Hai Yeh Ishq Re
Viyansh twirled Vaidehi gracefully, feeling the warmth of her hands on his chest as he pulled her close. They moved together, lost in the moment, until Vaidehi nestled her head against his chest, right above his heart. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat felt like a soothing melody to her ears, wrapping her in a comforting embrace. Closing their eyes, they savored the moment, allowing themselves to be enveloped by the music and the warmth of each other's embrace.
Vaidehi: "Ansh, don't you think I deserve something?"
She looked up at him, resting her chin on his chest, while he gazed into her eyes.
Viyansh: "Itna rula diya mujhe aur kehti ho you deserve something."
(You made me cry so much and now you say you deserve something.)
Vaidehi: "Hasa du toh mujhe mera reward milega??"
(If I make you laugh, will I get my reward?)
Viyansh: "Koshish karke dekh lo."
(Try and see.)
Vaidehi: "Achcha ji toh ab dekhiye."
(Oh really, then watch.)
Viyansh: "Dikhaiye."
(Show me.)
16+ Scene
With her hands already wrapped around his neck and his arms securely around her waist, they stood close together, enveloped in each other's embrace. Vaidehi lifted herself on her toes, her hands around Viyansh's neck, and playfully licked her lipsâa habit he found irresistibly endearing. His smile at her innocent gesture shifted into a deeper intensity as his gaze fell upon the mole below her lips. Driven by the surge of desire and love, Viyansh swiftly lifted Vaidehi by her waist, her hands instinctively clutching his shoulders for support. Without hesitation, he pressed his lips firmly against hers, their embrace filled with passion and tenderness. Vaidehi smiled into the kiss, her heart fluttering with the depth of their connection and the warmth of his touch. Their eyes closed, shutting out the world around them as they shared this intimate moment, their lips moving in a soft and tender dance of love. Viyansh, overwhelmed by the emotions stirred within him by Vaidehi's words, poured all his feelings into the kiss. It was a tender gesture, a silent yet powerful way to convey the depth of his love for her. Vaidehi, equally moved and grateful for his gentleness and care, reciprocated with equal fervor. Vaidehi could feel all the love Viyansh was pouring into the moment, sensing the depth of his emotions and what he was trying to convey. He brushed his lips against hers, and she parted her mouth, inviting his tongue inside. As their kiss deepened, it became more passionate, each one playfully vying for dominance as their tongues explored each otherâs mouths. As their lips met, there was a gentle exploration at first, as if savoring each moment. Viyansh, caressing her with one hand, felt the warmth of her back, drawing her closer to him. With the other hand, he delicately traced the contours of her hair, letting his fingers get entangled in its softness. The kiss deepened, their tongues intertwining in a dance of passion and desire. What started as a gentle exchange soon grew more intense, both of them seeking a connection that went beyond words. There was a subtle struggle for dominance, a playful yet meaningful tussle that mirrored their unspoken connection and shared longing. As they continued their passionate exchange, Vaidehi's hand slid down Viyansh's back of neck, pulling him closer to her. Her other hand, guided by a surge of desire, ventured beneath his shirt, fingers brushing against his warm skin as she deftly undid one of his buttons. Their make-out session intensified, fueled by the heat of their mutual longing and the tender affection they shared. Breathless and consumed by their closeness, they eventually broke apart, their chests rising and falling with the effort of their shared passion Resting their foreheads against each other's, their hands tenderly cradled each other's heads. Their eyes remained closed, enveloped in a serene moment where only the soft whispers of the wind and their mingled breaths filled the air. Despite their flushed faces and racing hearts, both wore gentle, contented smiles, basking in the warmth of their love and the intimacy they had just shared.
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After they had caught their breath and the intensity of their moment began to settle, Vaidehi, true to her shy demeanor, nestled into Viyansh's embrace, burying her face in the crook of his neck. His comforting touch continued, his hand gently rubbing her back in a soothing motion. Feeling her warmth against him, Viyansh couldn't help but chuckle softly at her endearing shyness. It was a familiar reaction from Vaidehi, one that he found both adorable and deeply cherished.
Viyansh: "Ye kya baat huyi biwi pehle khud bolti ho kiss karne ko aur phir sharma jati ho."
(What is this, wifey? First, you tell me to kiss you, and then you get shy.)
Vaidehi: "Maine kab bola mujhe kiss kijiye, Maine toh reward kaha tha."
(When did I say to kiss me? I said reward.)
As Viyansh gently placed Vaidehi back on her feet, she looked up at him with eyes full of innocence and affection, a soft smile playing on her lips. Feeling a surge of playful affection towards her, he reached out and flicked her nose lightly, eliciting a giggle from Vaidehi.
Viyansh: "Kitni masoom ho na tum Jaan."
(You are so innocent, darling.)
Vaidehi: "Haa Ansh aap toh jante hi hai na."
(Yes, Ansh, you know that, right?)
As Vaidehi blinked her eyes, trying to appear even more innocent, Viyansh couldn't help but shake his head in amusement. Her playful attempt at innocence only made him chuckle softly, thoroughly charmed by her adorable antics.
Viyansh: "Haa bahaut masoom ho tum"
(Yes, you are very innocent.)
Vaidehi's grin widened in response to Viyansh's tender gesture. With a gentle touch, he leaned in and placed a soft kiss on her forehead.
Vaidehi: "Chaliye aaiye cake cut karte hai."
(Come on, let's cut the cake.)
Vaidehi playfully tugged Viyansh by the hand, leading him towards the table where a cake awaited them.
Viyansh: "Aur kya kya plan kar rakha hai bachcha??"
(What else have you planned, baby?)
Vaidehi: "Aap Shanti se enjoy kijiye na Ansh, sawaal bahaut karte hai aap."
(Ansh, just enjoy peacefully. You ask too many questions.)
Viyansh: "Kya karu jaana sangat ka asar hai."
(What can I do, darling? It's the influence of company.)
She realized he was teasing her about how she always bombarded him with questions, a playful grin spreading across his face. In response, she shot him a mock glare, narrowing her eyes in a lighthearted way that only made him laugh more.
Vaidehi: "Chup ekdum, chaliye cake cut karte hai."
(Be quiet, come on, let's cut the cake.)
With a fond smile, Viyansh admired the elegantly decorated cake before him, adorned with white roses frosting and a heart with their initials, V&V, delicately inscribed. As Vaidehi extended the knife towards him, he playfully reversed their positions, pulling her into a warm embrace from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder. Together, they cut the cake, their actions synchronized in a tender display of unity and love. Viyansh took the first piece and gently fed it to Vaidehi, savoring the sweetness of the moment as she reciprocated, feeding him in return. The taste of the cake confirmed what he suspected â it was Vaidehi's creation. Her effort and care in baking the cake added an extra layer of intimacy and meaning to the celebration, making the moment even more special for both of them.
Viyansh: "Jaana cake tumne bake kiya hai na??"
(Darling, did you bake the cake?)
Vaidehi nodded with a contented smile, enjoying another piece of the cake she had lovingly baked. Her recent fondness for sweets added to the joy of indulging in a treat made by her own hands.
Viyansh: "What?? kab Kiya tumne ye sab??"
(When did you do all this?)
Vaidehi: "Jallb aap..phool"
Viyansh chuckled softly, his fingers gently tucking away stray strands of Vaidehi's hair that threatened to fall onto her face.
Viyansh: "Kha lo Pehle."
(Eat First)
Vaidehi responded with a sheepish smile. Viyansh then took a tissue and gently wiped the remnants of cake from her face.
Vaidehi: "Jab aap apne phone pe busy the, ye bhool ke ki aapki biwi kya kar rahi hogi."
(When you were busy on your phone, forgetting what your wife might be doing.)
Viyansh: "Drama band karo nautanki biwi."
(Stop the drama, you dramatic wife.)
She giggled, a joyful sound that filled the air, and then playfully wrapped her arms around his biceps.
Vaidehi: "Chaliye khana khate hai ab mujhe zor se bhook lagi hai itna sab bolne ke baad."
(Come on, let's eat now. I'm very hungry after saying so much.)
Viyansh: "Chaliye, Biwi sahiba ab kya aur arrange Kiya hai aapne."
(Let's go. What else have you arranged, wifey?)
She grinned and eagerly dragged him toward the dinner table. As he pulled out a chair for her, she playfully shook her head, insisting that since she had brought him for the date, it was her turn to do things for him. With a determined smile, she pulled a chair out for him instead. Once he was seated, she took her place directly across from him. Just then, the waiter arrived to serve their food, presenting an array of South Indian dishesâViyansh's favorite cuisine. Vaidehiâs heart swelled with joy, knowing that she had been craving his favorite food as well. The delightful spread filled the table, and they exchanged excited glances, ready to enjoy the meal together.
Viyansh: "Jaan aur kitne surprises hai??"
(Darling, how many more surprises are there?)
Vaidehi: "No questions, Ansh. Just enjoy your pampering day."
Viyansh: "Aye aye captain."
Viyansh and Vaidehi chuckled together. Viyansh extended the first bite of dinner to Vaidehi, a gesture filled with tenderness and care. She accepted with a smile, savoring the meal he offered. As they continued their dinner, they took turns feeding each other, each bite a symbol of their love and nurturing bond.
After finishing their dinner, before Viyansh could ask any questions, Vaidehi excitedly dragged him toward the telescope she had arranged. Knowing how fond he was of stars and how much he loved sharing those moments with her on the balcony, she wanted to create another special experience together. They spent an hour together, nestled under the open sky, peering through the telescope. Viyansh eagerly shared his knowledge and passion for stars, pointing out constellations and celestial objects that fascinated him. Vaidehi listened attentively, her eyes sparkling with admiration as she absorbed his enthusiasm.
Vaidehi: "Ansh, aaiye vaha chalte hai."
(Ansh, let's go over there.)
Both entered the cozy tent, creating a snug atmosphere just for the two of them. Viyansh gently removed his blazer and set it aside, signaling a shift into a more relaxed atmosphere. He settled back against the soft pillows arranged behind him, inviting Vaidehi to join him. Vaidehi nestled beside Viyansh, laying her head on his chest and wrapping her arms around his torso in a warm embrace. Viyansh tenderly kissed her forehead, and embraced her tightly.
Viyansh: "Thank you for this wonderful date, jaana."
She hit him on his chest and then looked up at him.
Vaidehi: "Thank you kyu bol rahe hai aap?? Mujhe bhi aapko kitni baaton ke liye thanks bolna tha par maine kaha kya?? Nahi na phir aap kyu bol rahe hai?"
(Why are you saying thank you? I had so many things to thank you for, but did I say anything? No, right? Then why are you saying it?)
Viyansh: "Achcha okay I'm sorry."
Vaidehi: "Ab aap sorry keh rahe hai."
(Now you're saying sorry.)
He pulled her even closer, wrapping his arms around her snugly. With a gentle smile, he leaned in and kissed her cheeks softly.
Viyansh: "Achcha toh bas I love you bahut bahar bahaut saara."
(Okay then, I love you very, very much.)
Vaidehi: "Ha ab theek hai."
(Yes, that's better.)
She smiled warmly and planted a soft kiss on his chest before resting her head there again. As she started to fidget with his chain, Viyansh felt a surge of affection. In response, he began playing with her earrings, his fingers gently tracing the delicate designs.
Viyansh: "Sorry bachcha, main aaj ki date bhul gaya tha."
(Sorry, baby. I forgot about today's date.)
Vaidehi: "Achcha hi hua na Ansh, mujhe ye sab plan karne ka chance jo mil gaya."
(It's good, Ansh, it gave me a chance to plan all this.)
Viyansh: "Achcha toh isiliye mujhe pura din pamper kiya ja raha tha, pehle breakfast phir shopping then lunch and ab ye date."
(So that's why I was being pampered the whole day. First breakfast, then shopping, then lunch, and now this date.)
Vaidehi: "Haa vo kya hai na maine socha ab jab mujhe itna pyara pati mila hai toh unhe pamper karna toh Banta hai na??"
(Yes, I thought since I have such a wonderful husband, I should pamper him, right?)
Viyansh's smile widened as he leaned in to place a tender kiss on Vaidehi's head.
Viyansh: "Achcha zyada exhaust toh nahi kiya na khud ko in sab me??"
(Alright, you didn't exhaust yourself with all this, did you?)
Vaidehi: "Nahi Ansh, mujhe aapse daat thodi khani thi isiliye bas Cake bake kiya hai maine."
(No, Ansh. I didnât want you to scold me, so I just baked the cake.)
Viyansh: "Good for you."
They stayed wrapped in each otherâs arms, sharing stories and reminiscing about their journey together. Each memory they recounted brought smiles and laughter, deepening their bond as they reflected on the ups and downs they had navigated. In the cozy tent, the world outside faded away, and they simply enjoyed each otherâs company, feeling grateful for every moment they had shared.
Vaidehi: "Areh haa Ansh ek second main ye toh bhool hi gayi."
(Oh, Ansh, wait a second. I almost forgot about this.)
Viyansh: "Jaan yaar ab aur kya kiya hai tumne, I'm damn sure in sab me tumne apna bilkul bhi dhyaan nahi rakha hoga and you must have exhausted yourself. Tumhari yahi harkatein hai k..."
(Darling, what else have you done? I'm sure you didn't take care of yourself in all this and you must have exhausted yourself. This is exactly what you do...)
She placed her palm on his mouth to silence him.
Vaidehi: "Kabhi toh meri sun liya kijiye. Jab dekho chal padte hai rajdhani express ki tarah non stop."
(Sometimes, you should listen to me. Whenever I see you, you're like a non-stop express train.)
He narrowed his eyes at her in mock suspicion, curious about her sudden silence. With a grin, she placed a beautifully wrapped gift in front of him, the golden paper shimmering under the soft light.
Vaidehi: "Chaliye jaldi se kholiye ise."
(Come on, open it quickly.)
She urged him to open it excitedly, her joy infectious, and Viyansh couldnât help but smile at her enthusiasm. Viyansh's heart warmed with happiness as he saw Vaidehi's excitement over the gift she had prepared. Taking the gift from her hands, he carefully unwrapped it, curious about what she had crafted for him. His confusion turned into a mix of surprise and joy as he discovered a heart-shaped photo frame. One side held a cherished picture of him and Vaidehi, capturing a special moment frozen in time. The other side, however, remained empty, waiting to be filled.
Viyansh: "Jaan ye kya, yaha pe photo lagana bhool gayi kya tum."
(Darling, what is this? Did you forget to put a photo here?)
Vaidehi: "Pehle bataiye aapko kaisa laga??"
(First, tell me did you like it.?)
Viyansh: "Ofcourse I love it biwi, after all itni cute jo lag rahi ho tum isme."
(Of course, I love it, wifey. After all, you look so cute in it.)
He couldn't help but smile, praising her with a gentle pinch on her soft, chubby cheeks.
Vaidehi: "The other side is empty because vaha hum inki pic lagayenge na."
(he other side is empty because we will put his/her picture there.)
She placed her hand on her stomach, referring to their baby with a smile that radiated warmth. Her heart swelled with joy at how she included their little one in every moment and happiness they shared. Viyansh, unable to find the right words to express his overwhelming emotions, simply pulled her into his arms, enveloping her in a tender embrace. He kissed her cheeks deeply.
Viyansh: "I love you biwi."
Vaidehi: "Ansh baby ne bhi help ki thi meri."
(Ansh, the baby also helped me.)
Viyansh shifted gently, assisting Vaidehi as she layed down on the soft mattress. With tender care, he placed his hand on her bare stomach, feeling the warmth and connection with their baby growing inside. Leaning in, Viyansh pressed a loving kiss on her stomach, a gesture of love and anticipation for the new life they were bringing into the world.
Viyansh: "Papa loves you little Jaan, ab jaldi se aa jaiye humare pass mumma papa bahaut wait kar rahe hai aapka."
(Dad, loves you, little darling. Come to us soon, mom and Dad are waiting for you.)
Vaidehi smiled warmly and stretched her arms out to him, Viyansh smiled warmly, understanding her silent invitation. He quickly joined her, lying down beside her with his head nestled against her chest. With a tender embrace, he wrapped his arms around her stomach, feeling the gentle rise and fall as she breathed.
Vaidehi: "Ansh aapko pasand aaya sab kuch?"
(Ansh, did you like everything?)
Viyansh: "Mujhe tum pasand ho jaan, mujhe vo farsh tak pasand aayega jaha se tum guzrogi toh phir ye sab kaise pasand nahi aayega Biwi???"
(I like you, darling. I would even like the floor you walk on, so how could I not like all this, wifey?)
(Author: A bit of a cheesy line, I know ð)
Vaidehi: "Toh reward dijiye."
(Then give me my reward.)
He looked at her surprisingly.
Viyansh: "You insatiable women."
16+ Scene
Viyansh sensed Vaidehi's frustration and the impending argument, but before she could voice her thoughts, he silenced her with a passionate kiss. His lips met hers in a firm yet tender embrace, effectively halting any words of disagreement. At first, Vaidehi hesitated, caught off guard by his sudden move, but soon her feelings for him overtook her initial resistance. As their kiss deepened, their desire for each other intensified. Vaidehi's hands moved from her initial pullback to gently caress his back, drawing him closer. With growing fervor, she parted her lips, inviting his tongue to intertwine with hers, igniting a flame of passion between them. Feeling the heat rise between them, Vaidehi's touch wandered to Viyansh's chest, her fingers deftly unbuttoning his shirt as their embrace deepened. In the heat of their passion, Viyansh found himself drawn closer to Vaidehi, their bodies intertwining as desire took over. His hands moved instinctively, pulling at the string of her blouse, caught up in the intensity of the moment. Their kiss grew fervent, filled with a mixture of sucking and gentle biting, each movement fueling the fire between them. Their connection deepened as they explored each other's lips, their breath mingling in the heated exchange. After a few intense minutes, they reluctantly pulled back, both needing to catch their breath. Their chests rose and fell with the effort of their passion.
Feeling the lingering desire between them, Viyansh continued to shower Vaidehi with soft kisses, his lips trailing down to her neck. He found her sweet spot and gently sucked on it, eliciting a soft moan of pleasure from Vaidehi, who instinctively pressed his head closer to her neck, reveling in the sensation. Sensitive to her reaction, Viyansh then tenderly licked the spot he had kissed, soothing any lingering discomfort with his gentle touch. His actions were both passionate and caring, reflecting his desire to please her and deepen their connection in this intimate moment. As the intensity between them grew, Viyansh's hands traced along Vaidehi's shoulders, gently pushing the sleeves of her blouse down to reveal more of her skin. His touch was both tender and possessive, exploring the curves of her body as he continued to lavish her with kisses and affection. Lost in the heat of the moment, both Viyansh and Vaidehi surrendered to their desires, each touch and caress deepening their connection. Viyansh's hand wandered along her bare stomach and waist, his touch igniting sensations of longing and pleasure. Meanwhile, Vaidehi's hand explored his bare chest, having undone his shirt buttons earlier, her fingertips tracing patterns against his warm skin. In that charged moment, Viyansh's desire and passion led him to pull at Vaidehi's saree, planting featherlight kisses on her upper chest. However, as he moved to push her sleeves further down, Vaidehi gently halted his hands, her own breath heavy from their intense make-out session. Viyansh looked at her with a mix of confusion and concern, his eyes searching hers for understanding.
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Vaidehi: "Ansh, we don't have extra clothes with us."
Viyansh: "Kya yaar Biwi, itna sab arrange Kiya tha toh vo bhi kar deti na."
(Oh, come on, wifey. You arranged all this but didn't think of that.)
He groaned and shifted back on the mattress, settling into a more comfortable position. Vaidehi, feeling shy, hid her face in his chest, her cheeks flushed with warmth.
Vaidehi: "Mujhe kya pata tha aapka yu mood ban jayega."
(How was I supposed to know you'd be in the mood?)
Viyansh: "Haa jaise tumhara nahi tha na."
(Yeah, as if you werenât.)
She didnât protest, knowing he was right, and hugged him more tightly. Gently, she began rubbing his chest to soothe him, while he reciprocated by rubbing her back, creating a comforting rhythm between them. They stayed like that for a while, wrapped in each otherâs warmth. Vaidehi snuggled even closer to Viyansh, feeling safe and cherished in his embrace, both of them finding solace in their intimate connection.
Vaidehi: "Ansh, ghar chale please? Yaha thand lag rahi hai ab."
(Ansh, can we go home, please? It's getting cold here now.)
It was past 12 AM, and the cool wind gently swept across the open rooftop, adding a crispness to the night air.
Viyansh: "Ohh I'm so sorry, tumhe thand lag jayegi na. Chalo Ghar chalte hai tum thak bhi gayi rahogi na."
(Oh, I'm so sorry. You'll catch a cold. Let's go home; you must be tired too.)
She nodded, feeling the fatigue set in after such a beautiful evening. Viyansh gently adjusted Vaidehi's saree, ensuring her comfort and helping her to readjust her outfit and hair. Vaidehi then buttoned up his shirt, straightening his appearance with a smile. Before leaving, they captured a last picture together, a memento of their date filled with warmth and affection. With hearts full and hands intertwined, they headed home, carrying with them the memories of their special time together and the promise of many more cherished moments to come.
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