~Tiny Tales of Arnav-Khushi~ * ~Second Chances~ "Arnav jeee...they are sooo pretty...thank you" She squealed up in joy as he entered the pool side area carrying a bunch of red roses in his hands and couldn't help as his lips twitched up in amusement. The innocence on her face, the softness of her expressions, her … Continue reading Arhi Tiny Tales: Second Chances
~Tiny tales of Arnav-Khushi~* ~Happiness~ "so..i heard you are getting engaged" he texted her, typing with nervous fingers.That slightest of burning sensation that was running throughout his body, mocking him and trying to climb through his facade along with that bitter taste in his mouth ever since he heard the news. ... ... ... "i … Continue reading Arhi Tiny Tales: Happiness
~Tiny tales of Arnav-Khushi~ * ~Mornings~ Khushi Kumari Gupta was anything but a morning person. When she was a child, there were hardly any days when she hadn't cried her lungs out first thing in the morning and just like Indian rituals and traditions, this particular habit of her glued itself to her with a … Continue reading Arhi Tiny Tales: Mornings
~Tiny tales of Arnav-Khushi~ * ~Words~ She won't talk to him! He cursed himself for getting late again as he glanced at his Rolex watch. Shit! He was running late by a good hour and so. Damn his memory that chose to ditch him at the end moment. Now as he drove towards his home … Continue reading Arhi Tiny Tales: Words
He paced nervously outside the operation theater while maintaining a calm only Raizada was famous for. Nobody could have guessed the myriads of emotions going inside him at that particular moment. Sweat sprinkled his skin as he yet again found himself drowning into the thoughts. Thoughts that have been chasing him since so long. Unpleasant,harsh … Continue reading Arhi Tiny Tales 3: BORN
~Tiny Tales of Arnav Khushi~ * ~Free~ He glanced at his reflection in the mirror for the last time and felt a wave of joy coursing throughout his veins. The day is finally here. Grabbing the sehra lying on the side table, he wear it slowly, then adjusting it to perfection. He glanced at his … Continue reading Arhi Tiny tales: Free
She was stirring the daal with the platter. Like she always does.But this time something was missing.