RaYa & AriKa fanfics!

The night once again witnessed the unison of two souls. As someone has wisely said, whatever happens, happens for good. Her outburst at his office the previous evening, the embarrassment, pain and guilt that he went through when he held someone else thinking her to be his wife, she got drunk, one thing leading to the other. As if it was all conspired by the angels above! The pain of separation, longing, emotional breakdown had to come to rest.  Ram's pleasant sleep broke due to something. Lazily, he opened his eyes and realised his nostrils were filled with the mesmerising fragrance of Priya's hair that weakened his senses. Her angelic face was so close to his chubby cheeks. She laid in deep slumber comfortably resting herself very close to him. Her soft hands rested securely over his chest, getting the feel of her favourite music, his heartbeats. He smiled looking at her. The dazzling memories of their love making flashed in front of his eyes. The way both broke down in...

With time, things have changed, equations have changed. This new chapter of life is an altogether new experience for her. Exactly two weeks ago, Tripura Sundari Nagarajan confessed her love and heartfelt emotions for Karan Khanna, the heartthrob of millions, who had his eyes only for one, his Tanpura. His possessive nature, his caring attitude towards her, has made her feel loved and special that nobody else could ever do to her. Tipsy sat in her living room sipping her black coffee and listening to her favourite Carnatic music. There was this mischievous smile playing on her soft lips. Ideally, she should be enjoying the music and coffee but her eyes narrated a different story. She was missing her man, her only superstar, her client-turned-love interest Karan Khanna. But he must be busy with something. She thought. So what? I too am important in his life. She contradicted herself. In no time, she picked her phone up which was lying on the side table and called him. In three ...

Not a usual morning for Priya. Something was  missing. But why, maybe work pressure did this to him! He never behaved like this at the beginning of the day from the time they shifted to Jaipur. Mornings used to be the most romantic and pleasant affair for both of them, the most savored moments for them. She would select his clothes, iron them, do his tie. A lot had changed, the Ram Kapoor, the richest tycoon of India was no more the richest man. He was an ordinary man now. But on his dear wifey's insistence he didn't get away with his classic business suits and ties that matched his larger than life persona to perfect and made him look lavish and grand. While she wrapped the tie around her husband's neck, he would wrap his arms around her waist and gently pull her closer, while she did his tie he would simply rest his forehead over hers and she used to blush like a newly wedded bride. Then she would put her arms across his neck and they simply looked at each other celebra...