Namastey Reality ⭐

CHAPTER 26. SURPRISE SURPRISE

2 WEEKS LATER...

KRITI P.O.V

I was on my way back home after a long morning of work, shooting for Shehzada. Exhaustion settled into my bones as I sank into the plush seat of the car, my mind drifting away into a realm of contemplation.

I felt like running on fumes for the last few days, and I didn't even know how I kept going. I glanced out of the window, watching the city pass by in a blur. Mumbai's streets were an orchestra of sights, sounds, and emotions. And the people, damn, they all were on a mission. Everyone was rushing around, probably trying to make it to someplace important. It was like Mumbai never slept, always buzzing with energy.

But amidst all the chaos, there was this weird sense of peace. It was like the world outside was moving at full speed, but I was in this little bubble, just observing it all. It was a moment of quiet amidst the madness, if it did make sense at all. It kind of gave me a chance to reflect on everything happening in my life.

As the car continued to roll, I found myself lost in my thoughts. The events of the past few days played out in my mind like scenes from a movie. The hustle and bustle of the set, the demanding schedule, and the constant pressure to deliver a great performance. Balancing multiple shoots at once, between Shehzada and Adipurush, was no joke. No doubt about that, I absolutely loved the entire process and the people I worked with, but man, it was exhausting.

But today, something sort of felt different. A weight had been lifted off my shoulders. Just a week ago, Mimi had been released on Netflix, and the early response from the audience was overwhelming.

The pressure I had been feeling seemed to dissipate as I received praise for my performance. It was such a relief to know that the hard work and dedication I had put into the film had paid off. The validation from the audience brought a sense of joy and accomplishment that I couldn't help but savor in that moment.

With a sigh, I leaned back, closing my eyes. And there he was, Sid, appearing in the canvas of my mind. Every time I shut my eyes; his presence enveloped me so completely. His deep brown eyes, sparkling with mischief and warmth, have this way of drawing me in, making me forget about the world around me.

The way he looked at me, it was like I was the only person in his universe. And the feeling that washed over me, it was a mix of butterflies fluttering in my stomach and a comforting warmth spreading through my veins. Thinking about him filled me with an indescribable joy and a longing to be in his arms, to feel his touch. He was my safe haven.

As I basked in the euphoria of his gaze, I couldn't help but reflect on the tumultuous journey our love had undertaken. There had been a time, not so long ago, when the very foundation of our relationship had been shaken. It had been a trying period, marked by heated disagreements and explosive arguments that had threatened to tear us apart.

It had lasted for about a month or so, but it'd felt like a lifetime. I'd held on because I knew deep down that the love we had was worth fighting for. And was I glad I did. Things had taken a complete 180 now. It was like we had entered a lovey-dovey paradise.

Sid had become a total sweetheart. He'd been making up for lost time by showering me with romantic gestures and surprise gifts. He planned these adorable dates, took me to my favorite spots, and surprised me with little cute things.

Sid's realization of the toll his own suffering, his wrong doings, had taken on our relationship propelled him to embark on a journey of self-reflection and growth. It was during this period of introspection that he had discovered the power of empathy and the importance of open communication. He had undergone a remarkable transformation, making a conscious effort to mend what had been broken.