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"With a blink of my eyes, my angel vanished; just how she had descended from the heavens!"

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Singh Haveli

A shyly smiling Shivaay brushed his wet hair back with not able to forget her. Amore. Who was she?

"...Rocky?!..." as Shekar came to the zoned smiling man, with his laptop to check the record; he found him not responding.

"...Yeah?!..." Shivaay grabbed the towel bought over by the caretaker and dried his wet hair asking Shekar about their next plan of action.

Akash suggested to take a rain check of the area and find out the censor ratio to decide on providing the right statistics before starting their medical camp.

They would require to get the permission from the sarpanch which they thought would not be difficult, provided the amazing treatment they got on their first visit to the village.

"...But I guess...we need to get a view of the market area...and...perhaps chit chat a little with the localities...what do you guys think?" as Shekar suggested Akash nose cringed with the idea but found Shivaay totally agreeing on the same.

Ahuja Perfumes.

"..." Siddarth was in a fix when he was informed about the decision that his son took for the new orders from the clients.

Vashishth was quite adamant on his words to make major changes in the company policies which didn't go well with most of the employees.

As Siddarth kept the phone, he saw his son enter with a creased brow and threw the file on the table asking "...30 billion?!...Baba?!!...30 billion?!!..."

"...But Beta?!...they wanted some discount on the order and...um...I thought that why not?... and moreover, its their daughter's wedding...they needed these for return gifts...and I just blessed some few cartons..." as Siddarth tried to explain his fired son who rubbed his forehead silently cussing at the leniency his father was offering to the clients.

"...Mr. Siddarth?!...are you understanding the loss that we have incurred?!!...it's not a joke!...this deal would have given us the consumption for the previous mistake that you made...Baba?!...how many times have I told you...that business and pleasure...don't go hand in hand?!!...can't you understand this simple thing!?...you are businessman for that matter?!!...Sheesh!!..." screaming such, a frustrated Vashishth jolted outside with yelling at his secretary to charge for the extra cartons that his dad had given off as 'gifts'.

Siddarth slumped on the chair with whispering '...but...I was...just...*sighs*...he is right...I should have not sent 10 cartons extra...it's my fault...it's good that he would be charging them...Siddartha you can't give in to the sweet talks of your clients...you should not...your son is right...' and walked to console his angered son.

Jaisalmer

Vishal Villa

"...are you coming or not?!!...god?!...this kid?!!..." as Sonal grumbled with Gauri trying to wear her bindi to visit the fair for checking on the arrangements as told by her uncle, with her aunt yelling at her to accompany her daughter for her shopping streak.

"...ok...let's go!!..." As Gauri came running to her with tying her hair and tried to wear her sandals to the much amazement of Sonal who eyed her up and down.

"...what did you with your eyes, huh?" as she grabbed Gauri's arms rather sharply who tried to tell her the new surma* that Shaila had given her when she shopped in the fair.

(*Surma - an eye cosmetic that is applied to the lash line to create a bold look)

"...it's disgusting?!!...as if makeup would make you any beautiful!...a crow can never become a swan...got it?!!...Raven!!....*evil chuckles*..." sassing so Sonal flipped her hair with the snickering Savitri watering the plants in the back. A still laughing Sonal crossed Gauri who looked down getting a piercing pain in her heart with them words.

Being hurt Gauri thought to wipe it off but Savitri yelled at her in making her daughter late in shopping.

At the fair

"...Dude!...why are we here?...I mean I don't mindgetting out of that vacuum of a cottage...but seriously...a flea market?!!..." asAkash licked his ice lolly trying to chill down the growing heat in the hotsummer morning as they scavenged through the fare.

(Akash Singh)

The flea market was more like a Fair set up by the sarpanch on the special occasion of the village temple anniversary for the villagers. It had many craftsmen and food stall for the happy villagers who not only praised their humble sarpanch to always pamper them with his love and care but also blessed him to have a smart and equally caring niece. 

"...Relax will you?...we need to check out the place...before we try to market our vaccine here...you know how important it is for our hospital...so yeah...we need to just move around a bit...talk to some random people...eat some good food...and convince the sarpanch...that's all...*chuckles*..." Shivaay spelled their plan for the week with the sole idea of instilling their vaccination camp for the villagers, which was possible only after the approval from the village sarpanch. 

(Shivaay Singh)

They came to know that the village sarpanch was a smart man who would not only ask questions about your work but also would scrutinise your interest in making the vaccination as a hope for the villagers.

The Singh medicals had developed a vaccine to fight the ongoing threat of cervical cancer in young girls and married woman.

They need to educate the people with making a point to not sound arrogant and cheesy when narrating the serious issue with determination.

They knew that the villagers would throw them out, the minute they would hear the word woman problems and a male doctor coming to explain the same. So, they had to deal with the issue in a careful and smart manner.

As Shivaay found a crockery selling stand, his smile widened on thinking of buying something for his mother.

Karthika was a shopping fanatic with loads of wanted and unwanted things bought over by her, from time to time.

"...Di?...let's go!...the kids in school will be waiting...its past their lunch time...please!..." his ears heard that voice which sounded stern but helpless and moved his gaze to see the person from across the crockery stall.

The stall were lined back to back of each other coz of the space constraints. But Gauri had planned it in a beautiful sustainable manner to not let even a single shopper go empty handed without visiting each of the stalls.

As he moved to see the person, the cow owner called him from the side to give him some way to move ahead.

Shivaay nodded his head but didn't move perhaps, irritating the cow owner who tried to control his equally confused cows.

"...Bhai-sa...Move!...my cows need to go!!...Arrey?!!..." as the farmer tried to take his cow out of the hustling crowd for their own good, Shivaay was just trying to have a glimpse of the honeyed voice damsel.

As Shivaay showed his palm at the cow; to his horror they moved their head making him fall over the temple pond.

Splash!!!

Moving his glasses down, Akash was just puzzled on how did his brother fall in the pond when he was simply standing.

Gauri and Sonal heard the crowd going berserk and moved to see the hula bola, with brushing the crowd away towards the temple pond. 

Shivaay pulled himself from the temple pond and brushed his hair back to know what happened. He tried to open his wet eyes to ask his brother to help him out from the water.

But his wanting gaze saw them eyes which were left uncovered by her soft hands and widened a little.

The world stopped for him with only those eyes in the stillness of the silence that captured his heart. He didn't know how long he could gaze at them.

Her just one soft gaze had the power to make this wretched evil world smile. The only thing that missed in that moment was the distance between them.

But did it bother the man who was not able to take his lovely gaze from the mesmerising dark orbs which pierced his heart with an unknown tingle reaching all the way to his limbs.

No pride. No arrogance. No evilness.

Just them calm, gorgeous eyes.

Among the crowd of almost 100 people, he could find only her eyes. The lone sharp and serene eyes which could dwell the whole world in them. They had the power to melt even the gods with its soft gaze.

His heart beat so loudly that he could feel them in his throat. The only time he felt this magical feeling was for his crush and that was back in his school days. After that he never had this feeling ever. Even for his ex-Gayatri. 

The eyes covered in a sharp brush of kohl which only enhanced their beauty tenfold. They shone brightly with their glossy texture and were frightened perhaps for him. They cared for him. Them eyes were worried for his mortal soul.

His gaze softened with getting lost in them beautiful eyes which perhaps got a little relaxed, seeing him alright and didn't hear the people trying to help him from coming out of the pond.

Ring! Ring!

Sonal got tensed when she received the call from her father to rush home for their puja and thought to flee with her still cousin.

Gauri didn't know why the man was not getting out of the water but felt Sonal grab her hand to move out of the crowd.

Her hair covered her appearance when she was dragged by Sonal, disappointing Shivaay on not able to see her pretty face perhaps.

Shivaay got disappointed when she moved away and hurried to catch her before he could even know who the angel was.

"...Rocky?!....what happened?!!...dude you ok?!!..." as a tensed Akash asked him, Shivaay was breathing profusely and just looked over the crowd to find her.

But she was nowhere. He looked at Akash with trying to catch his breath and then ran off to find her, confusing his brother altogether.

His buff self, ran with all his might to find the girl who had captured his heart and wanted to know more about her.

His wanting eyes searched every nook and corner of that dusty village space but she had just vanished in thin air.

His breathless self, held his hip to catch a breath and felt a strong pat on his shoulders with the familiar growl "...what were you thinking, idiot?!!..."

A confused Shivaay turned to see the fired up Akash who had a line of perhaps furious villagers behind them, waiting for an explanation.

Shivaay bend down the 13th time with his crossed hands over his ears and apologised to the holy cows with the scorned cow owner who got a little relaxed upon getting the final justice for the temple sacred cows. As the villagers dispersed from the scene, Shivaay smiled in the most humble manner to the cow owner who warned them to stay away from his cows.

Akash was closing his mouth trying to not laugh at the way his brother was quietly adhering to the little command given by the villagers.

"...so?...care to explain...why you suddenly wanted to become Usain Bolt?...huh?!" as a still furious Akash asked the eye rolling Shivaay who brushed off his brother to wash off in the cottage.

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Hello my dear Readers❤️

Presenting to you 'The Gifted Wife' - a hate-love-hate story with a twist.❤️

I hope to give a side of the story that is very close to my heart. ❤️

A glimpse of the reality on how a heartbroken child is given the endearing love that she truly deserves from her enemy. ❤️

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