Naina's POV :
As per our schedule for reaching till museum we take an auto. Our hair started flowing in air as the rickshaw got start. Cool and fresh air started blowing on face. But who is complaining we were feeling alive.
Within few minutes we reach to the Museum. We enter in and start looking around everything. It has historic pictures and painting of royal families of millions year ago. Many statue are putted in Museum which is making it so beautiful.
After one hour seeing every thing in museum We left for Palace. This time we took cab and seattle inside it. As it's at less distance from Museum we reach in less time. We tried entering inside it's gate but the guard is not allowing us.
Darshan's POV :
I wake up with a jerk when I hear the incoming call ring. It's asusual displaying Naushad bhai.
"Coming" I informed and cut the call as I has said him previous night to wake me up, As I don't have the habit of getting up early in the morning and even he know that.
I get ready as quick as possible and leave the room to join them as everyone is waiting for me downstairs. They has already ordered our breakfast and it's ready now. I reach there and see everybody was there at time except me.
"Good morning" I wished while taking a place and settling on my chair.
"How it could be possible" one of them said.
"What?" I asked while giving a confuse look.
"It's still only half an hour gone. You are early bro" again someone pass a comment. "Yeeiippiiee I won the bet" another one commented. Mean while I understand what they are talking about and what they mean.
"Yes, even I am amaze how it could be possible. I think I should go back and will come after one hour. But hey I still can't believe you all betted on me. I'm hurt." I replied like a pro and they all started like "No, please. We can't wait any more. How the shot will happen" etc etc.
"Stop talking and finish your breakfast we have to leave for palace" Naushad bhai ordered And everyone started taking there breakfast.
When we all finished our breakfast we started seattling down in our cars and left for palace. Everyone is excited to start a shot. We reach there within no time like previous day. Coactresses and I rushed to our dressing rooms to get ready.
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Reincarnation
FanfictionA 24 years boy called The Darshan Raval .... A heart throb of nation and a great singer ...... Who is Singer, Performer, a Lyricist, Artist, Composer, .......... A person with a fair complexion, having attractive charm, eyes which speaks thousands...
