I painted my nails in dark shades of brown as I feel it goes well with my skin tone. I remember how Aisha di would taunt me and call me a witch whenever I painted them in black. It would have been her in my place if she would have been alive. I decide to keep my negative thoughts aside for some time and call Natasha for some tips.

"Hello Nats! I have a news for which you were waiting since the day I got married."

"Oh my god! Oh my god! I am so exited!", she exclaimed in her usual dramatic voice.

"What happened?", I asked in a confused tone.

"You are pregnant! I am going to be an Aunt. I am so exited."

"I am a fresh virgin Nats. Don't expect so much."

"What! U are of no use. Then what news you wanted to give me?"

"I am going for honeymoon. Guess the place!"

"In the backyard of your house maybe."

"Guess..."

"Jupiter, Saturn where?"

"Paris."

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"Nats are you there?"

"Lucky bitch! You are going to Paris! You could have called me earlier, I would have accompanied you."

"Shut up! And give me some tips for dresses!"

"Rohan would worship your naked deity not the clothed one", and she chuckled.

"Tell something. I have packed sweaters tops some one pieces what else?"

"I will order for you. Just receive the courier."

"But-"

"Shut up. It will look good on you. Don't worry."

And I knew she will order something to embarass me in front of Rohan..

"Are you done dressing up Anjali ?"

"Almost." I checked my looks for one last time in the mirror before heading towards the Airport.

"Have fun! And have a safe journey", my parents wished us.

"How long will it take?", I asked my curiosity taking a better hold of me.

"Maybe fourteen hours. "

After all the checking in the airport for passports the plane finally took a lift. This was my first plane journey and I was hell exited.

"I love you Rohan. Thank you for this."

"Anything for you my love", he said with a smile.

The place soon moved through the white clouds. I wished to take out my hand and touch those silky clouds. I looked down and everything appeared so small. As a child I would always wish to be a princess living with her prince in the clouds. And today I am flying with my prince.

I didn't realise when I fell asleep. When I woke up I found my head rested on Rohan's shoulders and his arms proactively holding me.

"How long have I been asleep?"

"Two hours probably..."

I looked down and could only see blue around me. The blue sky with the floating white clouds around me and the blue sea below it. I don't know whether its the Arabian Sea or some other sea but this blue calms my mind on one hand and on the other sets fear in my heart. What if the plane crashes and I fall down in these vast stretches of blue?

The rest of the journey was spent smoothly.

"We are going to land. Tie your seat belt."

The landing part is the most thrilling experience of a plane journey.

As soon as we got down a man welcomed us with the France flag.

Bienvenue en France!! Bienvenue en Paris!!

( welcome to France! Welcome to Paris!)

Rohan talked with someone who guided us to our booked hotel.

"This is so soft!", I exclaimed as soon as I crashed on the soft mattress of the bed.

"And you are softer ", Rohan said rolling on top of me.

"I love you a lot! Thanks for this!"

I jumped across the room and opened the window. A gush of cold air entered the room. My eyes fell on the most beautiful site of Paris, the Eiffel Tower.

My jaw dropped in awe.

"Rohan, I had thought the Eiffel tower will be miles away from our hotel. You chose such a nearby place?"

"Yes, the days we spend over here I want to wake up with the best of views, the Eiffel Tower and you", soon Rohan wrapped his arms around me and I hugged him back.

The setting sun, the Eiffel Tower, the cold wind blowing through my hair and Rohan's presence made this experience the best of my life.

"I love you Rohan."

"I love you too Anjali."

"Do you want to rest or go out for a closer view?"

"A closer view!"

I was feeling cold and getting sick on my honeymoon is the last thing I want.

The doors of the washroom were made of glass and almost transparent making it difficult to change.

"You aren't so pleasant of a view compared to the Eiffel tower, so you can change. I won't look at you ", Rohan grinned from the bed.

"Go out Rohan!"

"I won't", he said with a mischievous smile on his face.

"Please.."

"No dear..."

"Please...."

"No..", with my every pleading the smile getting wider on his face.

Finally I let out a sigh in defeat and tried to change under the towel.

And then Rohan went out towards the balcony. And I smiled. I fall in love more with him at the way he respects my privacy and my consent.

"I am ready!", I called him as soon as I was finished.

"Can we go?"

We headed hand in hand towards the Eiffel tower.

Mesmerizing. Breathtakingly beautiful.

The faint light of the setting sun, the people around gave a unique experience to it.

"How do you feel?", Rohan asked.

"Paradise, heavenly. I had never thought I would be lucky enough to get this view."

"Capture this view in your heart and mind forever."

Our fingers were locked and we moved around the place. The place depicted a union of culture traditions and languages.

Some young couples were excitedly posing in front of the Eiffel tower and I remembered I should click a picture.

"Excuse me will you click a picture of us?", I asked a local.

"Sure", he agreed with a bright smile.

Rohan wrapped his arms around me and my mind drifted to the day our wedding pic was being taken, how he had denied clicking a simple picture with me. Things have changed, they are happening even if it's more than a year after our marriage.

The flash denoted the picture was captured.

"Will you pose for one more?", the man asked.

Rohan pulled me closer until the distance disappeared between us. He lifted up my chin so that I looked directly into his eyes, our eyes met and the moment denoted, something will happen. Soon his lips were on me, oblivious to the surroundings, the Eiffel Tower behind us, the foreign land, and the foreigner in front of us clicking our picture. There was no shame and no embarassment in this kiss, it filled my veins with love and rejuvenated me. "I will love you forever", he whispered close to my face that I could feel his every hot breath on my skin. "I will love you forever ", these words never meant to have sounded more true to myself before.

"A perfect click!", the man yelled and we remembered about the picture.

As I looked in the picture of his lips on mine with the Eiffel Tower in the background I blushed.

"Thank you ", we said in unison.

"rester ensemble pour toujours", the man said before turning away.

(Translation: stay together forever.)

We returned back to the hotel and I felt extremely tired from the journey so I decided to change into a comfortable nightwear.

I started searching through my luggage for a comfortable nightwear and then when realisation hit me hard.

"Why are you looking at me as if you have seen a ghost!"

"It's worse than that."

"What?"

"I am forgotten to bring any nightwear."

"Sleep naked",Rohan gave a sympathetic smile before heading towards the washroom.

"Do you really want me to?", I asked.

"I won't complain afterall I would have the pleasure of worshipping a naked beauty beside me", he replied from the washroom itself.

I really don't want to sleep in jeans and definitely not naked. So I tried to search for something that can be used as a nightdress but found none.

"Take this", Rohan handed me his white shirt.

"This is yours..."

"Take before I decide to change my mind. I don't love to share my clothes."

Changing into his white shirt I quickly covered myself with the blankets.

"I have seen your legs. Don't be so shy."

My cheeks were red in embarassment.

Sleeping next to him everyday on this soft bed will surely not allow me to stay innocent for long.

I am not much into fasion but guess this as the dress combination of Anjali and do let me know how you like it!!

U can even imagine boots instead of heels...

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