Fog (A Riansh One shot)

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For my dearest Mary,she once told me to write romantic .

Riddhima’s POV::

And removing up the comforter,

 I stretched my arms to wake up my soul,

my smile always present was making me laugh to the core,

tying back the straps of my dress,

I kept the feet on floor,

Just to get the chilly wave through my spine,

my eyes searching for my love,

Oh,he had kept my sneakers

Slowly moving through the hall,

I was just wondering where he was lost,

Thought to get downstairs,

Opening the huge doors wide,

I was still not getting the clear sight,

The way fog blocked my way,

I kept chuckling at my stupid gaze.

Moved back to the sofa corner

Lifted up my shawl to cover me up,

Had to move out,crossing the garden,

I could see little kids running to become studious,

Vansh….where he got lost,leaving me all alone

The voices from backyard were just of our hinny,

Comeon,where is he standing?

Suddenly I could see,some faces from the cloud of fog,they were all blurry,and my vision was also not strong.

I moved to them,my gown had till now got completely wet,

Tried to recognize, if from them anyone is mine?

And ya there is he,

Playing with the kids all heartily,

My all crease of forehead got smooth

I was left smiling and shining like moon,

Constantly shaking my head left to right,

I just couldnt control my laugh aloud.

Vansh’s POV :

As I was laughing

i found a constant gaze meeting my eyes

The cover of fog

Was not revealing the true sight

Her laugh was getting muffled

Through everything by our side

I got up and moved my way

To grab her cold wrist really tight

Scene was such that nothing even at one hand distance was visible

We were making way back home

Through everything just covered

As I made her sit

and lit up the fire ablaze

i could see her features

Getting clearer and clearer in all way

Her smiling face made a to mine

I couldnt do but still broke the sight

Started crushing her morning coffee beans

This was something

She loved more than anything

Both’ POV

We were walking through the thick cover of fog and mist

Same is perhaps the life filled with twists

We both had made some secrets engraved

Some lies were made

To feel up all flawless

Our faces are covered with that fog in real life

Ya we fear for this fog to get fade

We both believe that we will still stay together

 Even after the Ray’s of truth ,reality,and hardships will make us uncovered .

Riddhima: “What if in that fog you would have grabbed anyone else wrist?”

He chuckled and held her hand in his,

Vansh  : “I can forget my own existence but not your feel”

And they were left smiling,enjoying everymoment,

She rested her head on his shoulder and grabbed his arm,

His warmth was more than that of the drapped shawl.

The end.

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