Black Hearts

Colorful Hearts

After One and Half Year

Aap sub chouk gaye honge ki kahani mein itna lamba gap kaha se aagaya, kisne fast forward kardi story. Ismein writer ki koyi galti nahi he, Maine hi....
Ahaa... Main khudko toh introduce karna hi bhool gaya,
I'm Rajveer Singh Shekhavat, husband of Naina Ahh Singh Shekhavat

Aree zyada sochoo math ki kyaa he yeh sub. Mere jaisa maundhari bolne laga. Mere zindagi ke baarein mein likhe jaaraha he toh bolna toh banta he na.... Toh chaliye, kahani ke ander jaate he...
of course Nandu ke saath😉

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Saalon phehle meri thami zindagi shuru huyi thi, uski ek muskan ke saath....
lekin tab yakeenan yeh nahi socha tha ki mere zindagi ki har subhah ki shuruvat usiki kaale lehrati zulfonse shuru hoke, bandh pyaare ankhonko gusarke, honto tale ubhar rahi muskaan ko chute jaayegi...
Mere har subah Meri Naina ke saath shuru hogii...

His words flowed like a free wave of ocean hitting its well known destination shore, as his finger tips got engrossed with her long black curls, lips took the liberty of kissing those closed eyes and his heart peeked at her blossoming smile.

She was peacefully sleeping in his arms, resting her head on his chest and caging his legs with hers. Overall they were resembling a set of kangaroo.
He caressed her hairs with love and corrected her kurti shutting down the window to her assets.
With great difficulty, he shifted her to bed and wrapped the thick blanket around her, kept two pillows, such that she believes he is near her...

Done with his first baby,
His eyes instantly hopped to the corner side of the room, decorated with tons of toys and soft clothes. He tiptoed to see whether his bundle of joy is waiting for him or not. A breeze of peace knocked his heart as he saw his baby is still in a deep slumber not caring to shake her hands and legs in air with a glimpse of his face...