His Grumpy Wife

Hum yeah kaise bhul saktein hein

Kehte hai na samye se pehle aur samaye ke baad
Aj tak kisi ko kuch na mila hai or na milega

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Aniket 's pov :

As the evening came to an end, a bittersweet feeling washed over me. The vibrant colors of the paintings had dimmed under the fading light, and the energy of the event began to wane. It was time to bid farewell to the art-filled world we had immersed ourselves in.

With a tinge of reluctance, I realized that our time together was drawing to a close. The connection we had forged, the conversations we had shared, and the moments of shared appreciation for art had created a meaningful bond between us.

As we prepared to part ways, I couldn't help but feel a mix of gratitude and a touch of melancholy. The evening had exceeded my expectations, offering an opportunity to connect with someone on a level deeper than I had anticipated. The conversations, the humming responses, and the exchange of personal facts had left an indelible impression on me.

With a sense of appreciation, I expressed my gratitude for the time we had spent together. I acknowledged the beauty of our connection, the art that had brought us together, and the conversations that had nurtured our bond.
As I wanted the evening not to end so I tried to continue the conversation

"Humne toh bahut kuch bataya hai apne baare mein... Ab humhe apko jana hai "

I didn't receive any response so I decided to continue

"If you are free tomorrow shall we meet for coffee tomorrow 5 pm? "

" Okaayy.... "

She looked like she wanted to say something more but she received a call and she excused herself
And then bid adieu to me as she said it was important

As we said our goodbyes, I carried with me a newfound sense of possibility and a glimmer of hope for what the future might hold. The evening had been a testament to the serendipity of life, the magic that could unfold when two souls crossed paths in unexpected ways.

Although the evening had come to an end, the memories we had created and the connection we had forged would linger in my heart. The art we had admired together would forever be intertwined with the moments we had shared, creating a tapestry of emotions and experiences that would remain etched in my memory.

As I walked away from the event, I carried with me the echoes of our conversations, the beauty of the paintings, and the potential for future encounters. The evening had been a chapter in our story, one that had left an indelible mark and ignited a desire to explore the possibilities that lay ahead.

And so, as the evening came to an end, I embraced the memories and the connections we had made, eagerly anticipating the next chapter in our journey, where art and serendipity might once again intertwine, bringing us together in a new and unforeseen

With the thought of the grey-eyed beauty and the possibilities that lay ahead, I embarked on a drive towards the magnificent mansion where destiny had brought us together. The familiar path unfolded before me, leading me closer to the place where our connection had blossomed.

As I approached the grand entrance, a sense of anticipation welled up within me. The mansion stood tall and imposing, exuding an air of mystery and elegance. It held the promise of new beginnings and the potential for deeper connections to be forged.