#mera bachcha

[natkhat-sa-shyam]

I think that if you let me, I'd treat you like the sky, I'd join up all your insecurities and bundle all your flaws. I'd create a new constellation and search for it endlessly.

I know you don't see yourself, the way I see you.

And you still argue, when I call you beautiful. But all the things you can't stand about yourself, are all the things I can't go a day without.

I think that if you let me, I'd build an observatory, just to show you that all the stars will never shine as bright as you.

[ohtobeleah]

Meet cute prompt #3- getting set up by their lovely grandmas, who always go to the same café and gush about their grandkids

w/ Mickey Fanboy Garcia!! (Imagining Desi reader) Holy shit, Mickey IMMEDIATELY comes to mind when I read that prompt! I could SO SEE his abuela doing this and reader’s Nani or Dadi (grandmother in Gujarati)

ALSO FUCKING CONGRATULATIONS!!!!!

Eeepp. This made me blush. Wtf, how cute is this. Also—thank you so much.

Prompt #3 Getting set up by their lovely grandmas, who always go to the same café and gush about their grandkids.

“So Fanboy, how’d you meet this lovely wife of yours?” Hangman asked as he eyed you off across the pool table. You'd just smashed him in an impromptu game of pool. “She seems like a real–” Jake couldn't say what he was really thinking, he'd get his ass handed to him if he did. “Peach–” 

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“Abuela!” Mickey was practically digging his heels into the concrete of the sidewalk his Abuela was pretty much dragging him down by the earlobe. “Would you cut it out?” He smiled bright, trying to stop his cheeks from turning a shade of crimson as he flicked his Abuelas fragile fingers off his person. “I said alright, you don't have to drag me.” 

“Well if you hadn’t put up such a fight, to begin with Miguel I wouldn't be in such a rush.” Mickey hated when his Abuela called him that, Miguel. He much preferred Mickey or even Mick. Honestly, even Fanboy would be a better alternative to Miguell. 

Mickey always thought he was in trouble whenever his mum, his sweet Carino, called him Miguell���it was probably some deeply embedded signal of PTSD from the amount of times he had actually been in trouble when he heard the sound of his mother roaring out his government name. It was just a thing now, Miguell equalled trouble and trouble was something Mickey Garcia couldn't afford to be in right now as he trailed after his aging faster than he would have liked to admit Abuela. 

“All I said was I didnt appreciate being set up on a blind date.” Mickey sighed, rubbing at his earlobe that had been squashed under the weight of what felt like the entire universe. “Not that I wouldn’t have come–” It had only been in the last few years that Mickey had really started to find his voice amongst his family. He loved his Abuela with his entire heart but sometimes he wished he could just stand up to the little old woman who thought he should be married with kids and a house in the middle of a cul-de-sac by now. “You were the one who–” Just as Mickey was about to turn the blame back on his Abuela for being late to this coffee get-together she'd been banging on about for the last three days, Mickey felt a shape sting against his forearm. Stunned, he rubbed at the spot his Abuela had slapped opened palm like as he blushed a bright red, god this was so embarrassing. Right outside the cafe they were supposedly meeting people at “Ow! You can't hit me in public! I'm Government Property!” 

“No Mijo, you’re your Carino's property, she gave birth to you, you just work for the government. She brought you into this world and I brought her into this world and I will take you out of it quicker than you can fly your little plane around in a circle.” 

“I am a grown ass man Abuela–” Mickey slightly bent down to get at eye level with the woman he admired above and beyond. 

“Aye, not until you're married and can give me all the beautiful nietas and nietos under the sun.” Ah there it was. See? Mickey ‘Fanboy’ Garcia was never going to amount to anything until he was a husband and father. “Now go, we’re late.” Mickey just stood up and fixed his buttoned up shirt. He let out a reluctant sigh as he held the door open for his Abuela, watching as she stepped inside the cafe on the corner of the street. 

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“Sit up straight, you shouldn’t slouch mera bachcha.” Your Nani placed a gentle hand on your shoulder as you stirred your tea. “You’ll end up like me, with a back that aches in the winter.” You couldn't help but to smile at your Nani as you sat up a little straighter. Anything to make her smile, anything to make her happy. Which was why you had agreed to meet with her and her friend for coffee and brunch. 

“Ah, here they are now.” Your nani stood to wave over her friend. 

“Nani what do you mean they?” You questioned as you looked over in the direction your nani had been waving before she sat back down. There was a little old lady beaming as bright as she could at you, trailing right behind her though was a gorgeous man with curly black locks that made his smile look so much brighter and clearer than any other smile in the world. 

“Rosemary, it's so lovely to see you and Y/n.” the little old lady greeted your nani with a kind over the shoulder hug. “Y/n this is my Mijo, Miguel–” Mickey's Abuela introduced Mickey as he stuck his hand out to shake yours. Only after he wiped the palm of his hand on his jeans. 

“Mickey, I'm uh, I'm just Mickey.” He corrected his Abuela with a soft smile as he drank in the sight of you, damn, perhaps this coffee date wasn't going to be so hard to get through after all. You were beautiful.

“It's nice to meet you, just Mickey.” You couldn't help but to tease the blushing man who had been shaking your hand for a little too long before he pulled away. You watched as Mickey sat down beside you on the empty chair and your nani and Mickey's Abuela settled into their own conversation, nearly forgetting the two of you had been dragged along to begin with.  “My Nani here told me we were meeting a friend here for brunch, but I think this was a set up.” 

Mickey Garcia never thought he’d be the guy who got the girl and had the family that lived in the middle of a cul-de-sac. But when he met you for the first time in that cafe on the corner of the street with his Abuela and your Nani sitting cross from the pair of you–fist bumping under the table that their chance at matchmaking actually worked, he thought for a second he maybe could be that guy. 

“I think this was the biggest stitch up ever.” Mickey agreed. “But I can't say I'm all that mad about it.” 

 ***~***~***~***~***~***~

“My Abuela and Y/n’s Nani set us up actually,” Mickey explained as he cradled your newborn in his arms. “I dunno about Y/n but I thought it was love at first sight.” You'd fallen in love twice with Mickey Garcia in your lifetime. Once in the cafe on the corner and once again when he became the father of your child.

“I can't deny you were real cute Mick.”

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#Leah’s 4K Celebration 🎊

[pixlerelish]

Mera bachcha? Nahin.

[philophi9999]

MERA HAIN MERA RAHEGAA KOI JANMAL BACHCHA BHII CARE NAHII KARTAA...😄😄😄😄😄😄

[nawaazishein]

[dahibada]

I haven't gave any of my friends any nicknames

Mujhe kabhi pyaar aata hai to me kuchh bhi (chhotu golu molu mera bachcha kanka) aise kuchh bhi😂

Reblog this with the names you call your friends

Ishan- Ishida, Isha, Issue, Vandro(monkey in Gujarati), Gadhedo (donkey in Gujarati)

Kenisha- Kensiha, Shenika, Kennedy, Bhukdi, Gadhedi(donkey in Gujarati), Edi, Bevdi

Dhyana- Dhana Marcha Aadu Limbu(Dhanya,mirchi,adrak,nimbu), Dhyanudi, Dhana

@yehsahihai @shanti-ashant-hai @aal-izz-not-well @sulthaaan @dahibada

[tezlivenews]

श्मशान भूमि में सिद्धार्थ के पैरों में बैठी रहीं शहनाज, 'मेरा बच्चा' कहकर बहाती रहीं आंसू

श्मशान भूमि में सिद्धार्थ के पैरों में बैठी रहीं शहनाज, ‘मेरा बच्चा’ कहकर बहाती रहीं आंसू

एक तरफ जहां फैन्स सिद्धार्थ शुक्ला (Sidharth Shukla) की मौत से गमजदा हैं, वहीं दूसरी ओर उन्हें शहनाज गिल (Shehnaaz Gill) की चिंता खाए जा रही है। सिद्धार्थ शुक्ला की मौत के बाद जो कोई भी शहनाज से मिला है, हर किसी का यही कहना है कि उनकी हालत बहुत खराब है और वह पीली पड़ गई हैं। अली गोनी (Aly Goni) तो शहनाज की हालत देख एकदम टूट गए। हर कोई शहनाज और सिद्धार्थ की मां का हौसला बढ़ा रहा है। सिद्धार्थ…

[safed-saunf]

The Feeling of Diwali

It's that feeling you get, just knowing the diwali lights are on, with the faint background noise of some stupid kids bursting crackers. What is it? Maybe it's the assurance that your entire building, sector, city is feeling the same thing you are right now. Or maybe it's the excitement of the near-future filled with tash parties and sweets, quiet nights in discussing politics or evenings out looking at every other neighbour's diwali lights. It's a season filled with that feeling, so even though you spend most of it thinking of what's to come, there's a fair bit of action in the present too. Running downstairs to see the lights on your house, getting up on the day of, D-Day if you will, and making that rangoli that you've been planning with your mother for a week. Rangolis- they are a whole different set of memories. Going around looking at what everyone else made, keeping up with pintrest to see what's the trend this year, choosing colours- which one and how much, the debates on using a stencil and the clean-up afterwards- but most importantly, waiting for the compliments to roll in. Obligatory or sincere, those were always welcome. Nani’s exclamations of joy and wonder, her smile and a sweet “mera bachcha”; or Nanu’s jokes, for so many of which you are the sole audience. Your brother’s nagging and egging you on to come closer to a firework- but you are always wary. Diwali is about the beautiful nights, but it is also about the mornings. Packing gifts and planning with mama and papa which one goes to whom only to have at least one mix up every year. Those shopping trips which were either last minute or the result of the huge-bumper-dhamaka sales at the mall. The almost frantic cleaning spree that everyone got into- even a speck of dust was equal to the highest order of disgrace. And then the guests, oh the guests. There is nothing better than guests. It isn't really the people themselves, but the unity with which you, mama and papa prepared for their arrival. Nobody was spared the chores, although papa and you would often slack off in front of the t.v. only to be told off by mama who was the most diligent worker. The guests could be over for a tash party, or just for wishing and having chai- it didn't matter, everything had to be well set up, because after all, it is diwali. And now, diwali is mostly just that feeling. It's without the hubbub of family and guests, and you almost miss it when you're away from home- but you will find glimpses of it in that nice suit you've been setting aside for an occasion, that pack of cards you're frantically searching for, or the tash party with friends where the only delicacies are chips and whiskey in inoccuous bottles of coke. The Feeling creeps up on you when you're simply cleaning your desk or walking down a well lit road in the evening, but the nostalgia it brings throws you into tears and laughter all at once, because who thought we'd be so far away from home?

[dahibada]

I'm very proud of you chhote<3(shhh)

Even piddu is very proud of you golu<3(shhhh)

[tellywoodtrash]

ebss 01 - 03.05.19 lbs

wedding shenanigans all over, 3 tons of makeup and hairspray finally off me, hurty feet soaking in a bucket of hot water, let's finally see what indian tv's most adorable sociopath is up to!

01.05.19

oh right. i forgot papa from hell had collapsed.

janhvi taking charge as usual, while every other idiot just stands around dithering. honestly, i don't blame her one bit for wanting to murder these useless fucks.

kavya be like yaaaaaaaar kahaan phas gayi main???

oh dhruv also got into the ambulance huh.

NO ONE BOTHERED TAKING THE MOM??? MAN, FUCK Y'ALL.

lollllll. janhvi and ishaani are stealthy whatsapping on the go.

UGH THIS FUCKER. I HATE HIM SO MUCH. HE'S SUCH A NASTY PIECE OF WORK, HONESTLY.

GAADI GHUMAAO??? ABBE OH, YEH AMBULANCE HAI, TERE GHAR KI GAADI NAHI.

lol PK calling out for dhruv being the clueless dolt that he is.

ok honestly, fuck these old ppl. he's a kid. a tinyass baby.

lol kabir, you'll wish your dad really had a heart attack in like.... 2 min. just you wait.

yupppppp.

ishaani is me. “scene kya hai????”

kavya [internally]: “vyom's family was probably so much more lowkey.“

lmao what a messy bitch.

i think janhvi genuinely cares for aarush.

yup. she likes the kid. messing with him is the line she won't cross.

how ironic that the only person i've ever seen on tellywood care about a child's mental health is a "villain".

LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. OH JANHVI. BACK IN STONE COLD MODE AGAIN I SEE.

JFC WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THIS FUCKING ASSHOLE!!!!!!!!!!

oh shit dhruv got a whack or two too.

janhvi's flashing back to the crimes against her dad.

aw mannnnnnnnnnn.

kabir's finally had it.

“zabaan ladaata hai apne baap ke saath?????????” god i hate this dumbass argument. he said nothing wrong. fucking get a grip.

this fucker's gonna get a heart attack for real and then no one's gonna believe him. (good.)

janhvi to the rescue. as per usual.

someone put a muzzle on this fucker.

kabir spitting some real truths and calling out his dumbass dad for being the regressive asshat he is. nice. i like him. he's a boringass dude (till now), but he's got his heart in the right place.

LMAO HE ALREADY SAID HE WAS LEAVING, YOU DON'T GET TO PRETEND YOU ARE THE ONE ORDERING HIM OUT. LOSER.

bir be like come on kid, we getting the fuck outta this madhouse. i can't stand it here any more than you can.

big bro trying to persuade, but shivaay singh oberoi lvl of big brother he is not. so lil bro is like fuck offfff.

lo idhar doosra drama. mummy, why don't you just take one of your meds and go the fuck to sleep. honestly.

blah blah blah precap waala drama.

oh ho, sirf mummy nahi, janhvi bhi giri hai.

why does she keep saying she'll die if kabir leaves? like is it just mummy wali hyperbole or a genuine fear for her life???

ishaani is most relatable in this ep. lambasting di for playing the fool and throwing herself down the stairs, and most of all, cussing out PK’s existence.

di is quite nihilistic and dgaf.

lmao “we all have to be forgiving and loving, papa.” hello kettle, this is pot. you're black.

khee khee khee.

02.05.19

time for some awkwardly romantic marham-patti.

lmaooooooo the sax music kicking in right as she says “apna kurta utaaro.” subtle, show. veryyyyyyyy subtle.

ok bish that much haldi doesn't cure anything. come the fuck on.

sexual tension ki hawa chali.

kavya is like time to be dheent as all other tellywood heroines. we shall stay here and tolerate the zillat and zalaalat because Family™.

lol idhar this idiot is clueless and chipper as ever.

and her face says everything that it has to. (“bitch shut up, you know nothing.”)

oh ho, she has very austere eating habits. no doubt from her poverty waala childhood.

she's gonna end up falling in love with this simpleass fool, isn't she? ugh.

UGH. UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

HEIN HEIN HEIN?????????? SORRY??????

we already know what's coming toh ainvayi ka buildup kyun.

her sindoor is so tedha, it's bothering me.

“main un filmon ka villain baap nahi hoon,” says the villain baap of the show.

god can he just hand over the cheque so she can rip him to bits.

yuck he's being super creepy. “fulfill your needs”, ick.

“amount bharne ke liye pen chahiye.” god i wish she'd actually take the money and fucken walk away from this shitshow. par saare heroines ko moral integrity dikhaani hai.

lol. dekha. integrity. pft.

"mujhe bas shagun ke 11 rs chahiye. aur is ghar mein acceptance.” lol didi, woh toh milne se raha 200+ episodes tak.

he told her not to do melodrama of phaadofying cheque and yelling and yeh dekho.

lololololol god i love her.

hein???? is this supposed to be aarush???? it's not the same kid as the last eps, is it???? 

throw hands, kabir. throwwww handssssss. no one talks to your kid like that!

oh how maaji's tune has changed. now she's all KAVYA HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!

JFC VIDHWA POOJA WHAT THE FUCKEN HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU FREAKSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

ofc janhvi ko yaahan bhi mahaan banna hai. why did she have to admit she put the idea into their heads tho???

lord above mummy toh melodrama par utar aayi.

UGH THIS GUY???? WHY'S HE STILL IN THE HOUSE? DOESN'T HE HAVE A PRESSCON TO GO TO??????

new bachcha is a little too precocious. do not like.

thank god at least dadaji and dhruv have some decency left.

god i think i hate him more than tej oberoi. which is not an easy task.

oh shit. kabir's here. DRAAAAAAAAAAMA TIME.

janhvi valiantly trying with her chikni-chupdi baatein, but kabir used logic and rationality! KO!

oooh kabir's gonna do something juicy, i can feel it.

SHRAADH! YIIIIIIIKES.WHOSE THO, PAPA’S OR HIS OWN???

no need for a dna test, kabir is fully his parents' son, proved by his 100% inheritance of the dramatic genes from BOTH sides.

03.05.19

damn ok i really like kabir. for both having the stones to stand up to This Fucker™, as well as making it entertaining as helllllll when he does it.

bg mein iske expressions lajawaab.

go bir! go bir!

(minor question tho, bachche ko wahin poha-jalebi ke thele pe chodh aaya kya???????)

oh shut up dude. he was fully leaving till your dumbass wife begged him not to.

lmaooooooooooo.

bir like bitch i'm bored of your bs. i'm not leaving. imma stay right here and fight your old regressive ass. try me, you old fart. just try me.

lololololol it's amazing how everyyyyyyyyyy single person is overjoyed to hear that This Fucker™ finally has it coming to him via kabir. 

“yeh sab karna mera agenda nahi hai. main toh bas... yoon hi. aise hi.” lol army se lambi chhutti mili hai, bore ho raha hoga.

oh thank god, the kid's at home.

shit, bir and kavya gonna get into a fight now.. ouff yaar, it's not even a real marriage yet, to put up with the garbage bits of it.

“i can explain everything.”

“achcha? toh yeh petrol ke prices kyun badhte jaa rahein hain?”

snort. snarky motherfucker.

ok kabir, i was on your side till now but there's no need to take that tone with her and call her stupid. go yell at your dumbass emotional blackmailing mother.

ofc This Fucker™ has some shady goon-minion.  

wth is "pre-history"???

whooooooooo this and why is janhvi scared of him????

i'm sure they have "pre-history". someone who saved her from the fire or something? in any case, he's someone who knows her story and may or may not be affiliated with her.

WOMEN AND PARTICULARLY WIDOW EMPOWERMENT IS HIS THEME HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

dhruv is like dude you are sooooooo full of shit but i don't have the balls like kabir to call you out, so imma glare at you resentfully.

lololololol everyone got the video of him cussing out kavya at the vidhwa pooja.

MY AVENGING ANGEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!

but also that burnt structure is still just standing there like 20 years later???? they didn't knock it down? it didn't FALL down???

aise toh yeh ban gaya mayor.

uh girl i don't think you should walk into the building???

yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaas. fuck him upppppp ladies.

flashback time.

arre yeh toh pehle waala naitik haina???

oh something nasty is coming.

this isn't their home???? then what random house is this????

oh boy.

sighhhhhhhhhhhh.

oh shit who's knocking???????? bet it's the creepy driver.

tomorrow: PK continues to fly off the handle and be a massive douchecanoe to everyone. kabir continues to throw his body in front of kavya's to protect her. janhvi continues to simper and smirk.

[philophi9999]

MERA SOCH GALAT THAA SIMPLE GARIB KAA BACHCHA HUMBLE HOTAA HAIN..

[nonestinventus]

"Everyone I know has either died or been sent to jail. Maybe I'm just bad luck... Maybe I should've died in that fire." // [stabs you with an angst knife and dumps you in sad juice] whoever you feel angsty with tonight, my friend owo

{🌸}- She wanted to raise her voice when she heard what he had said; tell him how he should never wish for such a thing, but that would only make the world’s biggest hypocrite. Ever since that trial -- since her beloved’s murder -- how often had she wished that the fire had consumed her, or that the bullet had taken her life? All she could do instead was exhale a sigh, the weight of her regrets and sorrows weighing down on her shoulders.

“Apollo,” the queen’s voice was gentle, soothing as any mother’s would be. “You are not cursed with bad luck; you have been faced with many horrible situations, something that no child should ever have to face. You were caught up in the conflict of others at too young of an age, and because of my sister’s awful actions, your true family was cruelly ripped away from you. If I had been more aware of her true intentions, none of that would have happened, so I must apologize to you for it all.

“If anyone should have died in that fire, it should have been me, but it was not, just as it was not you.” Amara let her eyes drift closed as she inhaled a silent breath. He was family now, whether he wanted to believe that or not, and so she was fine allowing him to see her weakness, but he needed something more, she could tell. The only question was if she could really be the one to provide it. Could she actually help her second son see his worth -- see how he was needed and cherished by those around him, when she could hardly do that for her first son?

“You claim that everyone you know has either passed on or been arrested, but that is not true.” Delicate fingers rested beneath his chin, tilting his head up gently to look at her. “I distinctly remember quite the crowd being here to support you when you returned for that trial, and I still see that foreign detective assisting you and Nahyuta at crime scenes, and he is also still alive and well, and not behind bars. Rayfa also speaks quite highly of you, and she is still here. Datz, while he certainly is a frequent visitor to jail, he is still around and cares very much for you.” When she realized that she was perhaps beginning to ramble, she shook her head. 

“My point, mera bachcha*, is that you are not alone in this world; it hurts to lose the people you love, I know that very well.” Her hand went to rest over her chest, over her hidden burn scar. She had thrown her own country into chaos and lost her husband -- nearly losing both of her children in the process as well. “But none of it was your fault. The people you have lost have not been lost because of you. If you truly believed that the fire should have taken your life, that it was all your fault, then you would not be here right now having this conversation with me. You are strong, Apollo; you carry a strength that one mightier than even a dragon has ever carried. We must live on in the memory of those we have lost.”

[neycrisbale]

Luckiest Man Emre * Emre Can Imagine* @zlatan--ibrahimovic

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~2 Days Ago 

I took a step back looking at everything inside of the empty ballroom. Smiling I looked around, “Are you excited for the big day?” Maddy asked

I nodded, “I can’t believe in two days I’m getting married” I said looking over to her

She smiled giving me a side hug, “I can’t believe it either, I can’t wait for all of the dancing and drinking “She said sighing

We both laughed, “Really not even to see your best friend get married just about the dancing and drinking?” 

She rolled her eyes as we began to walk out of the ballroom, “I mean I'm excited and can’t wait to see the Lehenga that you’ll be wearing because you still haven’t told me the design but its a celebration after all” She said pointing at me 

As we met up with the other ladies, we talked for a little longer before going back to my Parents house. 

~Present

I bit my lip looking down at my phone, and hesitating to press the contact number.  I wanted to call, I wanted to hear his voice but at the same time I knew any moment now they would be banging on the door to get me to open up the door. 

I sighed settling my phone down, and opening the door. “Y/N!!” Maddy said jumping on me

I laughed, “So this is how we’re starting the day off?” I asked hugging her

She smiled stepping back a little, “I cannot wait for today, and I know Emre is going to want to get to the honeymoon really quick so let’s start getting you ready” She said

I shook my head at her, as I followed her down the stairs and into the kitchen where everyone was having breakfast. We ate together with my Parents and the other bridesmaids, and recalled stories of how we met and other random stories that came to mind. 

When we’d finished we helped clean up, before getting ourselves ready to go to the salon to get ready where it was even more stories being told with the exception of drinks being added to the occasion. 

It didn’t take long to get everyone ready, seeing as today was the last day of our ceremony there wasn’t much to do however I was still very nervous. “You know I think my henna messed up a little bit yesterday” Stella said looking down at her hands

I chuckled, “Where at?” I asked

She showed me, and shrugged. “I don’t think you can notice it when you look from a far which people will be doing today” She said which caused us all to laugh. 

After everyone had finished getting their hair and make-up done, we got into our cars and headed towards the location of where the wedding was going to be taken place. Once we were all in the dressing rooms, the girls got dressed. 

I sat in the chair looking at the double doors that led out into the crowd awaiting Emre and I. “Mera bachcha theek hai?” asked my Mom

(A/N: My child are you okay?)

I nodded giving her a smile, “I’m okay Mom”

She smiled, “You know your father and I are very happy for you right? Emre is an outstanding young man” 

I looked down at my engagement ring, “He is, isn’t he” 

She nodded, “Today is the day where, everything that we’ve done the past seven is really set in place” 

I sighed leaning into her, “Do you think he’s going to love my Lehenga?”

She chuckled, “What man doesn’t love a woman in red and gold?”She said 

We both laughed, before I stood up giving her a hug. “Thank you Mom”

Placing a kiss on my head she said, “Anytime my love” 

(Emre’s P.O.V)

I sighed pacing for what seemed like the thousandth time. I could tell all of the guys were getting annoyed but they weren’t in my spot and couldn’t feel the amount of nervous and thoughts going through my head. 

“Emre man, c’mon he’s got to stand straight sometime right?” Daniel asked looking around the room

“Daniel it’s normal that he’s nervous” Mo said 

I let out a breath, “Alright” I said making everyone look at me

“What?” Mesut asked

“Do you guys think she’s here?”

They all groaned throwing their heads back, “Bro she’s here and she’s ready to get married to you, you two have gone through the past six days I think if she didn’t want to marry you she would’ve said something by now” Jordan said patting me on the back

I nodded looking at my hands, “You’re right, you’re right” 

It became silent once again, before a knock at the door broke it. “Emre we’re ready for you to enter” Liam said 

I looked over to him and then back to the guys, and they all stood up. “Well Emre let’s go see the Mrs’s huh” Dejan said placing his arm around my shoulder

I chuckled nervously as we walked towards the entrance of the ballroom. The guys had to go ahead, as I waited being the last one. “Alright Emre” Liam whispered 

I nodded sighing before taking the first step. As I entered the room more, I could see the bridesmaids dressed in the similar red and gold that Y/N and I had on. When I entered the room fully, is when I stopped in my tracks. 

My eyes landed on Y/N, and I couldn’t help but smile. Walking the rest of the way, I could feel something that I’d never felt before as we’d stood at the mandap looking at each other. It was something that just made me want to cry, and soon enough I did. 

(Y/N P.O.V)

I watched as tears slid down Emre’s face, everyone watched him and I ,as I wiped the tears that fell from his face. “Emre” I said 

He smiled laughing lightly, “I’m a big baby I know” He said causing everyone to laugh

“Why are you crying?” I asked

As I looked into his eyes, there was an emotion in his eyes that I haven’t seen before. Adoration. 

“You’re just- you’re just so beautiful. I don’t know how I got this lucky honestly” He said 

I smiled looking up at him, “I don’t know how I’d gotten so lucky either”

Emre held my hands in his, as he stared at me. The priest began speaking again behind us, but we paid him no mind until it was actually time for us to say or instructed words. 

After getting the okay to kiss, Emre placed both hands on either side of my face before placing his lips on mine. When we’d broke apart, I couldn’t stop smiling as Emre and I looked at each other. “Main aapako ant samay tak pyaar karoonga” Emre said smiling

(A/N:I will love you till the end of time) 

I looked at him and it felt like my eyes were bigger than normal and my mouth like it was touching the floor, “Did you just-”

Emre nodded his head, “I did” He said laughing slightly 

I brought his face down to mine and smashed his lips onto mine, pulling away I smiled, “That was so hot please say some more of that when it’s just us two alone”

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Jackie Shroff Before Tiger Shroff's Debut Told "Mera Kaam Hai Sirf Bachcha Paida Karna..." To Sajid Nadiadwala

Jackie Shroff Before Tiger Shroff’s Debut Told “Mera Kaam Hai Sirf Bachcha Paida Karna…” To Sajid Nadiadwala

टाइगर श्रॉफ की शुरुआत से पहले जैकी श्रॉफ ने साजिद नाडियाडवाला को “मेरा काम है सिरफ बच्चा पैसा करना …” कहा – देखें (फोटो क्रेडिट: इंस्टाग्राम / विकिमीडिया) इस हफ्ते द कपिल शर्मा शो में अहान शेट्टी, कृति सेनन और टाइगर श्रॉफ के साथ प्रोड्यूसर साजिद नाडियाडवाला आ रहे हैं. सोनी टीवी ने एपिसोड का पहला प्रोमो साझा किया है जहां साजिद को टाइगर के पिता जैकी श्रॉफ के बारे में बात करते हुए देखा जा सकता है,…

[adeshkumar]

Mera Bachcha Aur ek saal bada ho gaya Aur main thoda sa Aur jawan.. Happy birthday beta..love u🥰🥰🥰🥰.. (at Indira Nagar, Lucknow) https://www.instagram.com/p/CVTRg3_BMHZ/?utm_medium=tumblr