His Secret.

Walking beside the seashore, holding my babies hand I still feel his presence beside me. His warmth embracing me.I still feel how his warm breath on my neck, his large hands engaging mine, his husky voice calling my name. His lusty looks towards me, his joyful smile. I paise in the shore with Anirudh trying to grab my attention. He is pulling my dress, waiting for my attention and finally asks."Mommy, why are you so sad? Why are you crying?" Only the do I realise that even after a month of his death, I still feel the stab in my heart with the same intensity. "There is some sand inside my eyes baby, donr worry".I wipe my silent tears with the back of my hand as I ruffle his soft hair. Ani giggles with joy. That is what keeps me alive.I look at mom sitting on the shore not far away from us, her gaze following the horizon, searching for her lost son maybe?.He had been there two days ago to handle a client. He should have come b

Dev's POV. I am sitting on my table dealing with my secondary business. Yes, that's right, Wing's transport cooperation is a mafia clan in disguise. The head of the clan Garuda Singhania (literal meaning eagle.)my father has successfully achieved a post of the King in the Mafia world.He made his way from footpath till that throne of his. I have always appreciated his efforts in making this company one of the best-disguised organisation ever.Ever since 1997 when I was a weak ten-year-old boy, I have seen the company shares always on the top with maximum profit.And as far as government agents are concerned, well they stood no chance in front of him. He has only one policy and that's to enjoy our life to the fullest.I have obey

Divya's POV.I am currently sitting in a beautiful restaurant called The Pink Pearl, it's a five-star hotel and we are in its restaurant section. I feel so out of place, my cotton saree does not match the standards of these high society people walking in this restaurant. I look here and there absorbing every corner of the hotel, women with the latest fashion trends, they're exposed dress material covering the bare minimum skin is making me go uncomfortable. Well, I guess everyone has their choice though. Dev who was at the reception talking to his friend who happens to be the owner of this hotel walks towards me, sitting across me he unbuttons the central coat button, smiling at me with his warm smile which is definitely like a thousand-watt bulb. This must be my second time looking at him like this, he usually

A pair of beautiful eyes shut down encompassing the memories of its sweet love. The thick moist lashes guarding her against her unignorable nightmares which have troubled these beautiful eyes till now are now at rest.A warm smile spreads, across her face as she sees the inner world, that lies beyond her eyelids. She is witnessing her inner feelings, She feels the warmth of her husband beside her.She remembers that incident even now.The incident that bound her to him and him to her. Yes, Dr is right, I will keep Kaustubh alive within me. Repeating this thought in her mind, Divya falls into a deep slumber.

Divya's POV.I am in my room, cleaning the old files. It's a weekend and Ani is out playing with his friends. Ma is on her date with her childhood friends. I am thankful to them, they were the emotional supporters for Ma when she lost her husband and her son just recently.Cleaning the shelves containing Kaustubhs books I find many maps piles up. Maps? Why did he need a map? There are even sheets which look like plans for large buildings. Kaustubh had a large textile industry set up by his father. And after his death, we had to sell it to fulfil the loan from the bank. Kaustubh and Ma were priorly settled in Mysore and shifted to Banglore after his fat