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Chapter 13- A proof of Love
Siddharth's POV
The three of us sat in a circle on my bed, keeping the unknown, artistic piece of stone in the centre. I traced my hand on the carving. "Ooo..." I said, "this woman had a great figure" Anjali gave me a deadly stare. "Mr Tom, if you concentrate more on the history and timeline, we can do some freaking work." She snorted. "We'll go back at the day break tomorrow." Avi sir decided as we were least interested to bear the cold again.
Waking me up before the sun could even rise, Avi sir blabbered on and on. I lazily rubbed my eyes, looking at him the craziest way possible. When he finally shut his mouth, I blurted, "What?"
He rolled his eyes and replied he had an unexpected call and had to leave immediately. The two of us were to continue the excavations and inform everything we would come across.
Anjali's POV
Avi sir left me with that irresponsible idiot. It was not more that a few ours when we two had entered the deep cave...or whatever it was. There was only crap, well that's what I thought it was.
The surprise boomed upon us when we had made our way through a narrow wall. A huge, I mean really, really huge structure laid, totally good as new, but old. It was like a huge ship...like that which comes in cartoons.
Sid didn't waste a single moment in clicking a pic. Finding the time to be 10 pm already, I grabbed anything light I found, mostly scripts and very light stone carvings, and rushed back to our room.
I opened the grand scroll, well, grand at past, devastated now. It was quite thick and hence, I guessed it was a painting.
The three of us sat in a circle on my bed, keeping the unknown, artistic piece of stone in the centre. I traced my hand on the carving. "Ooo..." I said, "this woman had a great figure" Anjali gave me a deadly stare. "Mr Tom, if you concentrate more on the history and timeline, we can do some freaking work." She snorted. "We'll go back at the day break tomorrow." Avi sir decided as we were least interested to bear the cold again.
Waking me up before the sun could even rise, Avi sir blabbered on and on. I lazily rubbed my eyes, looking at him the craziest way possible. When he finally shut his mouth, I blurted, "What?"
He rolled his eyes and replied he had an unexpected call and had to leave immediately. The two of us were to continue the excavations and inform everything we would come across.
Anjali's POV
Avi sir left me with that irresponsible idiot. It was not more that a few ours when we two had entered the deep cave...or whatever it was. There was only crap, well that's what I thought it was.
The surprise boomed upon us when we had made our way through a narrow wall. A huge, I mean really, really huge structure laid, totally good as new, but old. It was like a huge ship...like that which comes in cartoons.
Sid didn't waste a single moment in clicking a pic. Finding the time to be 10 pm already, I grabbed anything light I found, mostly scripts and very light stone carvings, and rushed back to our room.
I opened the grand scroll, well, grand at past, devastated now. It was quite thick and hence, I guessed it was a painting.
What I saw almost blew off my mind. A prince and a princess they were. But their faces weren't visible at all.
Siddharth's POV
Looking at the painting, I almost choked. I never thought people back then had paintings of the private moments they shared. The two seemed deeply in love, that was all I could assume looking at the art.
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She ran, ran as fast as her legs could move. Her laughter seemed to be slowing her down. She finally stopped, breathing heavily. Her husband stood in front of her, full of vigour. He smirked for he was least tired. He inched closer, looking at her deep chocolate brown eyes. She panted and panted. Neither could she run anymore, nor she was ready to accept defeat. "Please..." She whispered in a hardly audible tone. "Nope..." his hot voice filled her heart, "not until my brave wife accepts her defeat!"
"But you were the one who spoilt it..." She pouted, angrily. "Did I ask you to be so beautiful? And moreover, you didn't even bother when you pecked my cheek... Do you even know how fast my hear beats when you do that?" He shot back, still stealing her words with his sexy smile. "But what was the necessity to spoil the painting... I had worked so hard on it... You didn't even realise when you..." She stopped as a red hue appeared on her cheeks. "When I?" He expected her to continue. "When you were so lost in my kiss that you know what your brush was upto?" His answer to his own question made her dumb. He handed her the scroll, to reveal the most beautiful proof of their love.
She ran, ran as fast as her legs could move. Her laughter seemed to be slowing her down. She finally stopped, breathing heavily. Her husband stood in front of her, full of vigour. He smirked for he was least tired. He inched closer, looking at her deep chocolate brown eyes. She panted and panted. Neither could she run anymore, nor she was ready to accept defeat. "Please..." She whispered in a hardly audible tone. "Nope..." his hot voice filled her heart, "not until my brave wife accepts her defeat!"
"But you were the one who spoilt it..." She pouted, angrily. "Did I ask you to be so beautiful? And moreover, you didn't even bother when you pecked my cheek... Do you even know how fast my hear beats when you do that?" He shot back, still stealing her words with his sexy smile. "But what was the necessity to spoil the painting... I had worked so hard on it... You didn't even realise when you..." She stopped as a red hue appeared on her cheeks. "When I?" He expected her to continue. "When you were so lost in my kiss that you know what your brush was upto?" His answer to his own question made her dumb. He handed her the scroll, to reveal the most beautiful proof of their love.
She got excited like a kid. "Thank you...!!!" She shrieked, pulling him to the tightest hug she could afford. He smiled as he reciprocated, recreating the same moment of happiness they had painted.
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Anjali's POV
I now cleared the thin wooden strip, which looked more like the palm leaf manuscrips, with some pigments.
"I will rest on your on your broad chest, which replicates land of brave'"
"What!!?" Sid looked at me, shocked." Are you reading some love poem or something??" He still was analysing the painting. "No..." I nodded, "that's what is written here..." He came closer as he read the further lines,
"I will turn myself into a garland of love and rest on you..."
I quickly snapped the pics of this particular strip and sent it to Avi sir along with the content we just read.
A minute later, a reply arrived from him, "how were you able to understand it...?" He left to both of us a question which left us speechless. How???...
Anjali's POV
I now cleared the thin wooden strip, which looked more like the palm leaf manuscrips, with some pigments.
"I will rest on your on your broad chest, which replicates land of brave'"
"What!!?" Sid looked at me, shocked." Are you reading some love poem or something??" He still was analysing the painting. "No..." I nodded, "that's what is written here..." He came closer as he read the further lines,
"I will turn myself into a garland of love and rest on you..."
I quickly snapped the pics of this particular strip and sent it to Avi sir along with the content we just read.
A minute later, a reply arrived from him, "how were you able to understand it...?" He left to both of us a question which left us speechless. How???...
Note: Bold and Non italic indicates past story.
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