The morning sun painted the night sky artistically with the mastery of its golden-blue strokes. The white fluffy clouds adored the bright sky. The lush green mountains and the colorful valley of Dehradun stood proudly enveloping each other in a deep embrace. There was a sense of calm and happiness in the atmosphere. The weather reflected a heartwarming bright aura, heralding an overall cheerful disposition.
Awnirudh and Vandita were still asleep, their unconscious mind still dreaming about each other. Awnirudh had spooned her from behind, his nose buried in her hair. His right hand was wrapped around her as she made his left arm her pillow. Their legs were intertwined in an artistic sensuality.
Awnirudh inhaled the fresh morning air and opened his eyes slowly, drifting into reality from his world of dreams... His lips curled up in a satisfactory smile as he realised Vandita's presence. He gently lifted his head and cradled her head up to replace his arm with a pillow.
