46. Potholes in Life

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My dearest Lovelies, I urge all of you to take enough care. Please be strong in the tough times. Do your bit, it's the time we collectively come together to aid the people we can. Spread happiness as much as you can, keep smiling and keep fighting. We all are together in this.

Please keep praying, irrespective of religion and barriers just pray the Supreme one. Our Sincere Prayers have the power to move him , yes it's our Karma yet his love can make this scary Covid vanish. Prayers have super powers.

Love you all a lot, any time you need a comforting ear don't forget I am here for you. Take care dearest Lovelies.

One more long chapter with more than 10k words, hoping to win your hearts. I have no idea how it churned out.



Armaan's PoV :

"You asshole, what is the use of carrying a mobile when you don't use pick it? Do you even know how worried we were?" Kunal screamed pulling me by the collar.

"Sorry, I didn't observe them"

"Asshole" with that he pulled me into a tight hug.

"Don't you dare tear up for that one; she is no one to you. I am really going to kill you this time if you cry for someone who can't value your love. Losing you is her biggest loss, dare you shed tears for her," he shouted in my ears.

"Kunal, she didn't..."

"Not a word, we shouldn't let the one who ran away from us have an upper hand in making us struggle. She is not worth your tears, wipe those Godamn tears" with that he pulled me away from the place I was standing since the minute she left me.

"She worth my everything Kunal and you know that"

"No, she doesn't. She is not worth even a single thought of yours, now come out from that illusion" he pushed me into the vehicle.

"Sir, why didn't you lift our calls? We all were so worried" Brijesh sounded low.

"Why would he care about us Brijesh? All he worries is about the one who never cares for him. He never learned the lesson his life taught him, he never changes" Kunal spat at me.

"Kunal" I tried hugging him.

"Don't you dare hug me, go and die alone. She left right? Let her go, there are millions better and awesome than her who will give their whole life for you. You don't need her, don't you dare feel broken due to her," he screamed while Brijesh kept looking at us from the rearview mirror.

Snaking my arm around his neck I pulled him into a tight hug, he kept pushing me for a few minutes but finally gave up.

"Promise me you won't cry" he sniffed crying on my shoulder.

"Why will I do that when my buddy is already doing that" I chuckled.

"She doesn't have the heart of an angel as you described, she is not at all a beautiful soul as you mentioned. She is a rock with no emotions. She is bad, she is evil, she is not your Jaan, she is a Satan (Devil)," he continued weeping holding me tight.

"Yes she is a devil, my wonderful devil" her teary eyes didn't leave my mind for a second.

"You don't think about her, she is a waste of your time and efforts. She is a Satan" he kept blabbering.

He was beyond elated when he heard about how wonderful my Jaan is and how beautiful her soul is. He made Ratna Didi cook Sondesh and distributed it to everyone when he saw how happy I was after spending a whole day with her yesterday. With his stupid astrology skills, he even predicted a great future for us. The harsh talk he is failing to do is the result of the affection he has for me.

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