I see him sleeping there peacefully, not aware of the pain and guilt I am going through.My eyes gets teary whenever I think about what will I do if he will not wake up.I am so tired of talking to him when he is asleep and him not responding.Please wake up. I begged so many times to him. But he just stays still. I will make him beg for mercy when he wakes up, I will not leave him.Earlier that day…..Immediately everybody gathers around him and Gaju uncle orders everyone to back off. He pick up Rudra and tells Samarth to bring healer to our room. I move fast and run towards our room to open the door, put some pillows and hold duvet for them.Gaju uncle comes through door and sees me already there.

I really like the feel of wind in my hair, smooth sand under my feets and the sunset I am watching infront of me, as it goes under water.This place is so beautiful. Prabhakaran also has much of its border touched to sea but I never got to visit it.It was a right decision to come here. And I have yet to tell Rudra about it. Many days before…..Dear Rudra,How do I tell you how much sorry I am. If I had only knew you were leaving I would have not avoided you. I also don't know why I got angry with you so much but maybe I do consider you important in life. I also don't know this feeling but I know that I care about you lot. Look at me writing all this thing. You were right we always portray over emotions well in writing. I wish we c

I am kissing him. And I am enjoying it too. Hmm. Never thought I would be doing this.Because when I first about this stuff I was even repulsed to be touched. But now I am thinking why didn't I did this before. Maybe it is because now I love Rudra and he is making this easy for me.I wish we could stay here forever and just be like this.Earlier that day…..I hear knock and and Hira's voice, "Princess I am here. You woke up so late. Why is the door locked?"I turn my face towards door and Rudra lips make contact with my jaw instead of my lips. "I am here wait a minute I will open the door. Sorry." I say. When I said sorry, I me

As I make rangoli art with flower petals in our palace, I feel someone staring at me. It is not a creepy stare that I feel but like an angel watching over me. Maybe because I am missing my mother. Spring day festival is her most favourite one. Or maybe she is watching me from the heavens."I love you mother." I say looking at the sky. And also feel like she also saying from somewhere, that she loves me too.Earlier that day…..I wake earlier than early because of the excitment and can't fall asleep. So I decide to wake up and get ready. I let Rudra sleep and not wake him up until it is time.Hira must be sleeping too, so I take bath and wash my hair. I get ready in bright yellow lehnga and adorn myself with be

We all are somehow involved in insulting this one man, but not intentionally. I still can't believe my mother was his childhood friend.Then what changed in him that he killed my mother, or am I going wrong with this all. But we have to wait to get answers to our questions. We still have to find evidences and I just hope that it is not what we think it is.Earlier that day…..Kotumbhara has always been known for it's cleverness and strength. Even though it is medium sized state, the people of that state are loyal to death. Always.And as I look at the emblem I am getting worried and angry that why such a prestigious state has done things like this."Why?" I ask.