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(AN: Can refer to chapter 20)
Sorry, dear diary,
I have been busy these days
But at the same time, I am so happy too...
My baby...My Aaru is back to me...
And now I have Aaru's responsibility on my shoulders and I am trying my level best to the fullest to set his career
Though he was angry with me for not letting him know about my unexpected marriage he was extremely happy to meet his Bhabhi...
And my wife too calls him baccha...
How similar are we...
Three of us had so much fun together...
And the most funniest part was where my wife got jealous...
She literally got me a dozen number of shirts of all colours except the black one and strictly ordered me not to wear any black shirt in front of any girl except her...
She was fuming in extreme jealousy and I so loved her red angry face...
Her pink puffy cheeks were gone red...her hands on her sexy waist while her chest was going up and down due to her heavy breathing...
The continuous movement of her lips when words were coming out of her mouth was so enticing that my lips were fighting an inner battle to stop the movement and win over her lips
And most importantly the angry pout on her natural peach lips when she said "Chup"
Damn...the naughty me was getting the hell naughtiest thoughts
And as I said my mind too has become her slave...my newly transformed dirty mind was giving me some wild ideas of pushing her into the trial room next to me and carry on with my naughtiness
I thought you are only obsessed with black colour...but now you proved me wrong because more than black you are obsessed with a kiss
But as we were in the public place I had to stifle the naughty version of me and bury it deep down to show off some so-called decency
Thank you for showing some decency Mr Shameless
She looked cute yet tempting
And I was wondering how can she be so seductive even in her angry mode...
And above all this...I was on cloud nine when she opened up her frustration...more than those comments she was angry because she didn't get a chance to check out her hot husband...
My poor wife was irritated because before her my body exhibition was done in front of some random girls
Oh yes I was irritated because what's mine is always mine
Indirectly she meant she wanted to be the first to see me shirtless so being an obedient husband I had to fulfil my wife's wish
Directly I began unbuttoning my shirt but her quivering lips were distracting me to do so...
The slight shivering of her soft lips was inviting the butterfly to suck the delicious juice off his favourite flower and fortunately, she pushed me and saved her juicy lips from getting sucked out of hell
Well, I am not at all shocked now...
It was fun teasing my wife..
And this incident reminded me of the days when the little Aladdin pulled off many stunts out of innocence only to save his Jasmine from the monkey Abu...
It was when I was 8
Once I was down with viral fever and didn't get to spend time with my girl and all this while my best friend Abu got close to her...
And I was not at all understanding how come she was so comfortable with him...he used to carry her in his arms so easily whereas I used to get scared thinking I would drop her down and hurt her
And hurting in her any way was something I could never dare to do
Abu and Sona shared a good bond...she would laugh at whatever he does and the little me would get jealous of that monkey
And out of jealousy, I had pulled off many silly stunts only to keep Abu away from Sona...
To avoid him going to Sona's place I have had punctured his cycle tyre...loosened his cycle chain...applied chewing gum to the cycle seat and handle...hide his chappals...and many more that I don't even remember
As it was rule that only post finishing homework we can play...so many times I have hide his notebooks and compass box and accidentally split water on his activity project too
And when asked I just used to fake innocence giving my best puppy face for which anyone could melt easily
And my jealousy went on next notch on her birthday that ultimately ended up troubling Abu to the highest peak
He was always carrying her in his arms and something inside me was burning badly
Secretly I added salt to his ice cream and water glass as well...extra spice to his samosa sauce and split the rasna on his clothes
He was stepping to the washroom and I threw a duplicate snake on his body but he knew it was fake so that didn't work...
As he entered the washroom I locked it from outside but somehow he came out of that too
So straight away I dragged him to the backyard and took a fevicol bottle and pouring it onto the chair I pushed him on it and he ended up getting a white coloured bum
You did all this to himð³ð¤¦
I remember how we both cried a lot that day but my Abu didn't open his mouth and let anyone know about my stunts
I wonder at that tender age from where did he get that maturity...he just wiped my tears and I said sorry to him...
Abu is a true friend of mine...
I am really blessed to have him...
Such a sweetheart my monkey is..
Indeed he is...
I still sometimes laugh and sometimes get angry at my own stunts but it was out of innocence and some kind of unknown fear
And eventually, the same unknown fear took a shape of the biggest and endless fear of my life...fear of getting close to people....
People get close to you and someday they leave you with their memories
And surviving life with someone's memories is the most painful thing...sometimes I am out of words to describe the pain I go through
I don't have that courage to endure the same pain...and this is the reason I have distanced myself from my Hero...my Baba...my brother Aaru and my only friend Abu
Since Maa left me only these people have been a source of strength to me...all of them have been with me through all my ups and downs and I don't want to lose them so it's better to keep them away yet close to me...
I hurt them all the time but still, they stand by me like a solid pillar...
And that's what happened today...I asked Aaru to go away from me...
I hurt him again and as always I thought of isolating myself but how can I forget that now I have my caring wife with me...
How can she let me be alone
The moment she intertwined her fingers with mine and said "You are not alone...you have me with you" was such a pure bliss
Indeed it was true...I am not alone...neither I was nor I will because until my heart beats with the name SONA she'll always be with me...
Forever my Angry Bird...
Under the shiny light of the magnificent moon and the cool breeze, the beautiful moment with her head leaned on my shoulder...fingers entangled...hearts beating with sync of soothing silence was so peaceful that I could ever describe
It was full of magic... the magic of our blooming relationship
And the magic continued with my morning light...very light kisses on her forehead...
Took full advantage of me being a lazy starð
Starting the day with her scent and feeling her close to me has become my morning ritual...
And making tea for me has become her morning ritual...
I felt blessed to have such a caring wife but the next incident proved me wrong...
Not only she made fun of me by calling me Arjun Baba but also smashed me with pillows...
With the force, she used to kick when she was just a watermelon size I was sure my Jasmine is a strong girl and would definitely become a football player and now that she is my wife and a doctor her strength has reached to next level
She literally treated me like a punching bag...
It was funðð
It was fun until it was backfired and ended up with her tears...
Fortunately, it was all settled and for the first time, my lips were pressed against her forehead when she was conscious...
There was no hide n seek game nothing...
I was so scared when I realised that she wasn't sleeping as always...she was wide awake with her big beautiful eyes but seems like my wife enjoyed the moment more than me and voluntarily she placed my hands on her waist ....
Her sexy waist fits so perfectly in my palms and I loved that feel...
And I am given full permission to hold her waist whenever I want...what a bumper offer it is
The touch of her curvy waist against my palms gives me a feeling of holding a soft fluffy stress ball...
And as I am always stressed I need to hold my stress ball ...so shamelessly whenever I get the chance I hold my soft fluffy stress ball...
Its called squeeze my dear husband
And once I was going through some work stress and my wife being a small size detective barged into the study room
I wonder how she comes to know what's running in my mind...
Even if I don't speak a word to her she understands everything for which she said my eyes speaks volumes to her
True...your eyes never lie
But the fact is her eyes are exploring the hidden secret of my heart and it was being tough for my eyes to hide it for long
And now after my heart and mind my eyes were on the way to betray me...
Poor Arjun...all his organs are cheating upon him...
Awwwððð
And later we had a dance....
My first dance with the love of life...
I was still in a state of disbelief until I felt her baby hands on my chest...
I was mentally begging my heart not to thump loudly but when her palms landed on my chest my heartbeat went so smooth as if she was caressing my heart and it was drifting off to a peaceful slumber
And the way she looked at me was so pure that I felt each and every word of the song being sung by her shiny black eyes
Thodi Jagah de de mujhe
Tere paas kahi rehjaaun mai
Khamoshiyan teri sunu
Aur dur kahi na jaun mai
She kept looking into my eyes while I engulfed her into my frame...
My hands were around her holding her close to me while her head was resting on my chest and my heart confessed
With the silence of my heart I am confessing this to youâ¤
Your image is treasured forever in my heartâ¤
My soul is delighted when you are close to meâ¤
Love blooms like spring when I feel the warmth of your touchâ¤
I am asking my lips to reflect the feelings but my heart is bound by some fearsâ¤
Every moment of life with you is a beautiful celebrationâ¤
And all I wish for is you my loveâ¤
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To be continued...
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Thank you so much for your love and supportâ¤
I think Arjun's name must be changed from Mr Akdu to Mr Besharamðð
And also I am trying not to make it too lengthy and writing only the much-required stuff...
Knowing Arjun's POV is also important to learn the depth of his love.. so please have a little patience guys...Angry Bird will wake up soonâ¤
Hope you enjoyed the chapterâ¤
Once again thank you for making it a half centuryâ¤