Last night she had heard everything Veer said. But she had waited till he fell asleep to snuggle into his arms.
She knew she was right. She knew that a seperation is the correct choice in this scenario eventhough it was hard for both of them. He had broken Dhwani in a way she never knew someone could.
She has not gotten a good night's sleep in a while. Every night she would dream about it and her guilt would not allow her to sleep.
Veer was like her sleeping pill.
She felt safe in his presence. She didn't fall for the emotionless shrewd business man as people say. She fell in love with the only person in the world who looked into her eyes and said I see you.
Love was a tricky topic for Dhwani. She always knew it was something magical but not always practical. Never did she ever think that she will find love but she did. Now she was not sure if it was for the good.
For her trust and respect was the foundation of the relationship. She has always respected and trusted him. The feeling was mutual until that incident. The incident that they didn't even think would reach where it was now. He had doubted her that day. Had questioned her virtue. And in that process they had lost something way too valuable.
She was sure she was doing the right thing. If Dhwani Singhania had learnt anything in the 26 years of her life , it's that self esteem and self respect were the first things a woman needed to live in this world.
And if love meant sacrificing it , then it can go down the drain for all she care.
Veer was still asleep when she woke up. She kissed his forehead and went to the washroom to get ready.
Veer rarely slept due to his work load so when he did sleep , he slept heavily.
I came out of the bathroom showered and ready , he was still sleeping like a baby. He looked so free and at peace when he slept. She would stand there and watch his sleeping figure all day but duty wouldn't allow that , now will it ?
She greeted the two house helps , Ramu kaka and Sunita kaki an old couple. They smiled seeing me enter the kitchen. I smiled at them in return.
Dhwani started making chai for everyone.
After she made it , she asked kaki to take them to Papa ji and dadi ji and then took a cup of chai myself to Veer.
The bed was empty and she could hear the sound of running shower.
She placed the chai on the table beside their bed and took out a suit for him to wear and placed it on the bed.
She knew many people nowadays found these things so unfair and demeaning to a woman.
She supported equality alright.
But she was not doing these things because she was lower than him. She did these because she cared for him.
Mata Lakshmi is always depicted by the feet of Narayan , massaging his legs. Did that mean that Shri Mahalakshmi was any less than Narayan. She was godess of wealth and was luck herself. So the imagery actually showed how even the jagatmata was not ashamed to look after the jagatpita. She was not degrading herself in any aspect. She just increased the respect of all the gods towards her. Afterall , what was Shri Narayan without Sridevi?
As I was leaving Veer stepped out of the washroom , his hair and body still wet.
"Don't throw the wet towel in the bed." IÂ said just to turn around to see him smiling at me.
"What? " My voice devoid of anything.
My question had the smile replaced with a stoic face.
"I need to talk to you."
She interrupted him.
"We can. But later. I have work. "
He nodded his head.
I already knew what he was going to say and I was going to prepare myself for it.
At the kitchen , I was greeted by the sight of Arya looking at all the things in the kitchen. Confused.
"Hey good morning. "
"Good morning bhabhi. "
"It's your pehli rasoi right? "
"Yeah. " She replied scratching her head.
"So what are you planning to make?"
"Ahh. About that. I thought I could. I was going to. "
She sighed
"I don't know how to cook. '
I smiled at bhabi sheepishly.
She giggled seeing my miserable condition.
"You could have just said that. "
"Come I'll help you to make some kheer. "
"You would do that?" I asked surprised.
"Of course. What kind of a question is that? Actually Mahi is the best with desserts but she won't wake up for another hour so we can make it together. "
She taught me how to make it and helped me put the right amount of condiments in it. In the end it came out pretty well and she didn't burn anything which deserved an extra point.
I also came to know that Dhwani bhabhi was a sweet person. She was the head of finance at the Singhania industries. She was currently on leave for the wedding functions.
"When you are feeling bored , I'll teach you some easy dishes to make. Cooking is a really handy skill for survival. " Bhabi winked.
"Ji bhabi. " I said not resisting the smile that came to my face.
During the time I was trying to make the kheer , bhabi and another lady , whose name I learnt was Sunita kaki , made breakfast for the whole family.
"Arya. Take this to the dining room for me please. "
"Okay. "
She followed me carrying a bowl of butter paneer.
Ambika Singhania was already seated at the table.
"Good morning bhabi."
I turned to glare at the owner of that cheerful voice. I didn't forget anything he said to me yesterday. My leg was having muscle spasms because of sleeping in that damn couch.
Today morning they had ignored each other as if they were strangers and honestly she was thankful to that.
"Bhabi. You made my favourite kheer today? "
"No ..... your wife did. "
All the excitement in his voice vanished as he mumbled a small ohh and retracted his hand from the kheer.
Everyone became silent as Raghav Singhania entered the dining room. He had that effect on people. He was a really tall man with broad shoulders who has aged like fine wine. There was no doubt how the Singhania brothers were this handsome.
He seated himself in the head of the table. Rehan followed his action and seated himself again.
Veer Singhania and Dhruv Singhania also arrived at the dinning table. She didn't know anything about these people other than what she knew from the news. She knew both of them were shrewd businessmen and that they both are the double CEO of the company. Other than that she knew absolutely nothing.
The moment the eldest Singhania entered the room , there was a sudden shift in Dhwani bhabhis mood. They were giving each other cold shoulder throughout the breakfast.
Whereas Arya and Rehan pretended as if they never existed.
Ambika Singhania tasted her kheer and said. " Who made the kheer today?"
Bhabi just said that Arya made it. Like literally a few minutes before.
"It was Arya dadi ji. "
"I should have known. It is very good. And not at all like the food that some people make. This is what I always tell you Raghav. Coming from a cultured house does matter. But no one ever listens to me now, do they. "
"Ma , don't. " She stopped at that.
I saw that Rehan's hands were fisted.
Dhwani bhabhi doesn't seem to care as if it was a daily routine.
"It's too sweet for my liking. " My dear husband said looking at his grandmother.
Dhwani bhabhi glared at him for which he rolled his eyes in response.
"Rehan , where are you going? "
"To college. "
"No you are not. You are going to the Mehta's house with Arya for pag phera. "
"But bhabi I have to. "
"I don't want to hear any excuses.
Don't forget that it's your wedding reception today. "
"Yeah I won't. " Disappointment clear in his voice. Well she couldn't blame him now can she? She herself was devastated by the change of events.
Mahika always woke up looking into the mirror. It was not because she was narcissistic but because of a superstition she has known from childhood.
If her day was one of the two extremes of good and bad then her mother used to tell her that it was because of the luck of the first person she saw after waking up.
She used to believe in it till a certain age. Then she realised that if there was an unknown factor that decided her day, then that factor was herself. Since then she always make sure to see her face first after waking up. This way if it is good, bad or okay , she would own them.
Another thing about Mahika was that , she was not a morning person. Never was. She would be grumpier than an old cat when waking up. Dhruv on the other hand was always the early riser , who already had his day planned out , from the breakfast to dinner.
She was embarrassed about her behaviour last night. She knew her arguments were justified. Still she had never taken it this far. So she did what any sane person would do , pretend like it never happened.
Oh shoot , it's 9 already? She had practice at 11 and she was still in bed. What a great way to start a day.
She knew she was late. But one can never take too much time in the shower.
Suddenly a question popped into my head.
If dead people go to heaven does that mean heaven is haunted?
She had to ask jiji that later.
She was singing shape of you under her breath and dancing when she bumped into a very sleepy Aarohi.
"Sorrydidntseeyouthere" Aarohi said groggily.
"Dude , you alright? " I asked sceptical.
"Pff. I'm fine. I'm perfectly alright. "
"You sure?" I questioned , still not convinced.
"Yeah. Why?"
"Because you look like you really need some sleep. "
"I do don't i. You know what I'm going back to bed. I don't care what Ursula thinks. Good night. "
Okay. What the hell did just happen?
Honestly she had no idea.
Dhruv had already left for the office. Like always. She didn't really care anymore. It didn't bother her aa much as it did during the early days.
Mahika had loved Dhruv from forever.
Her mother and Gayathri ma used to be friends. She was promised to him and him to her from their childhood itself.
The affection she had towards him turned into a crush which changed into an infactuation and before you know it , she was in love.
He never really cared for her that way. For him they were always best friends. But she always had a hope that he will realise they are meant for each other until her. Dhruv had been in many relationships throughout his life but she was the one that made Mahika rethink her chances.
She rattled his whole world. He was enamoured by her. She was beautiful ,inside out. And Mahika was damn jealous of the way he looked at her.
Eventually everyone fell in love with her. Even Mahika. No one could ever hate her. She was happy for both of them and she knew that he was with the person he wanted to be.
But as one wise man said.
'Man proposes. God disposes. '
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That's today's update.
To be fair , I don't even remember writing this chapter but who cares.
So what do you think about how the story is progressing. I really need your feedbacks. They help me improve.
I'm going to say it again but do tell me what you think about our couples.
Do you think the name Ursula suits Ambika Singhania. Tbh I think it's a bit too mean. To Ursula.
Btw Don u think Rehan and Dhwani are cute?(not in any wierd way. )
And thank you to all the knew readers. I don't have any words to say how grateful I am. Thank you.
(P. S. This chapter is over 2000 words. I am surprised at myself. )
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