Our journey from engagement to marriage by Shipra Saini (surface ebook reader TXT) 📕

His bedroom colour is a mixture of great and white colors and the interior of the room is based on the color.

Bed have a attached grey cushion headboard while bed is covered with a white blanket and grey pillow covers and cushions give it a rich look.

From the right side of the bed there is study table in which some files, paper holder, pen holder and a study lamp putting on it.

On a left side of bed there is wall size glass window with sliding glass doors giving a path to the balcony. The grey and white curtains making it more beautiful.

I saw a one extra room attached to a bathroom, may be it was a walking closet. I'll check it later.

His room is ten times larger then my room back in India.

At one wall there is a large portrait of Siddharth and I. He is back hugging me in photo and we both have a large smile on our faces. This photo is our from our honeymoon. How he managed this soon to frame it and hang it on our bedroom's wall.

I forgot he can do anything.

I turned to my right side where the room door is..and there are so many pictures hanging on the grey wall in a pattern.

I walked to it to see them from close.

There are pictures of mine and his family. Some are new and some are two years older when he came to India to celebrate Diwali along with Maa, Dad and keerti. Some are mine and his. I wonder when he clicked the photos. I didn't see him clicking the pictures. He also hanged our pictures of the night we spend on the field of our village. I felt tear built up at the back of my eyes due to happiness but they didn't fall.

I am indeed very lucky to have Siddharth as my husband.

A pair of arms encircled on my waist from behind me and a freshly manly cologne reached my nostrils. He hugged me tightly from behind and put his chin on my shoulder. I put my both hand on his and hold him.

"I asked Anshul to give me those pictures. These were the best moments in our lives. I wanted them in our room. So that we can live these moments whenever we will look them." He whispered while looking at the pictures on the wall.

"Do you like the room." He asked me.

I nodded my head slowly while still looking at the pictures, living those moments again.

He said truly those are the best moments of my life not because of our families or I miss my family it was because that time I and Siddharth got close to each other. I met with my love and fall for him and every single passing days I fell for him deeply. My love for him is deeper the ocean an wider then sky.

"I renovated our room before our marriage. You can change it if you don't like." He whispered.

I turned and face him. I cupped his cheeks and kissed him on his forehead.

"I love our room. Everything about it is perfect." I whispered.

He cupped my cheeks and kissed me on my forehead. I closed my eyes and lean to the kiss.

"Thankyou for coming in my life and filling colors in it." He whispered while touching our foreheads.

I hugged him tightly and hide my face in his chest. He hugged me back and pull me closer to him by my waist.

"Thankyou for loving me...Thank You for giving me a chance to love you." I whispered on his chest.

"I love you.." he whispered while nuzzling in a crook of my neck.

"I love you too.." I whispered.
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"You know whenever we set like this, like me in your arms and look at the moon, it felt like we are the favorite couple of the moon." I said while looking at the half arc moon.

Siddharth pulled me closer to him by holding my stomach. i put my head on his shoulder leaning on him and put my hands on his. we both looked at the moon.

After dinner we both set in the balcony on the white furry cosy carpet. I was sitting between Siddharth legs. He liked this position because he thinks that, in this position he can hold me closely to his heart.

"Why..?" He asked me while looking at the moon.

"Because it is witnessed every single thing of our life. It is with us when we both are with each other or apart. It witnessed our sorrow and happiness. It witnessed our first night." I said looking at the moon.

"True.." he said.

"Siddharth..."

"Hmmm..." he hummed while pushing my hair on one shoulder and put his chin on my shoulder.

"You know once I told you that I want mine story is different from others and want everyone remember it. See... our love story is different from others. It's different that we can make another movie on our love story." I said.

He chuckled softly and said, "Indeed Our love story is unique and pure."

Yes, our love story is unique and pure.
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I remembered something suddenly. keerti once told us at Neha's wedding about the love of Siddharth for his cars. So I thought to tease him.

"Who is your first love." I asked him suddenly while looking at the moon.

"What kind of a question is that? You know the answer." I hear a little annoyance in his voice.

"Then tell me whom you love most. Your cars or me?" I asked him amusingly.

"Oh! Is that so..then of course my cars." He said while shrugging his shoulders.

"What..?" i asked with a shock while looking at him over my shoulder.

I narrowed my eyes to him and glared.

"They are my passion.." he said casually.

"Then go make love with them..Don't touch me." I said while turning back to him and try to remove his hands on me but he tight his grip on me.

"They are my passion but you are my passion, obsession, my love, my life. I can live without them but I can't live without you. You my everything." He said while nuzzling his head in the crook of my neck and kissed on my cheek.

A small smile came on my face and I bit my lips while smiling shyly.

"You know there is a time when everything went back to a normal. Our business started working well and everyone went busy in their own life but nothing was normal with me because You are not with me." I feel a pain in his voice.