Waves of Love
—REWRITING—
•Indian Arranged Marriage•
I had heard of him but never actually seen him. I never thought, in my wildest dream that our paths would cross. Until it happened- he came knocking down on my door. Taking my breath away, as I lost myself in those chocolate brown eyes.
We met, we talked, and we said yes. I thought he was handsome but when I actually got to know him- he wasn't just about looks that this world talked about. No. He is truly the gem his name means. Manik Malhotra. A person who'd achieved so much at this young age and still the most down to earth and gorgeous person I've ever come across, and not just his looks. He became mine as I became his.
Our waves of love weren't for someone else to hear... it was for us. As we spoke through our eyes. Our smiles and his teasing winks. The shining moon, twinkling stars and the fireflies became the witnesses of our love. Our love roaring in waves enough for just the two of us to hear or feel.
They say it was an arranged marriage, decided by our family. I say-- it was a match made by God who knew we will complete each other in every sense.
Note- If you're not looking for a fun, cheesy, romantic, sappy and cliché book... please stay away. This book does NOT have any unnecessary drama, cliffhangers and negative plotline.
The songs, videos and pictures used in the book are for reference and DOES NOT belong to me. All Credits to the respective owners.
INCLUDES HINDI DIALOGUES (please don't ask for translation, because the language that I write needs therapy and not translation, sorry!)
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