Prologue

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"kisi kaam ki nhi ho tum!"

"Are itni aiso araam ki zindagi Kahan milegi"

"tuj jaisi jhallad ko paida karna hi sabse bari galti hai"

"Maar kyun nhi jati tu"

"Tere jaisi nazuuk pari zindagi mai kabhi kuch kar nhi payegi"

"Awleeleee papa ki pari ko toh chot lag gyi"

"Are ye toh kitni kamzoor hai...hahaaaa"

"Jhalli aur manhoos hai tu...issiliye anaath hai"

echoed these voices in her ears as now she woke up with jerk

"STOPPPPP! ...nhi nh...nhi hun mai manhoos! Nooooooo" She screamed sweating badly ...

Another girl came running to her room

"Purvi ...shannt ho ja! phirse wohi sab yaad ayaa kya?" she asked rubbing her back

"Mai..mai kya karun Ishita...jitna woh saab bhulne ki koshis karti hun ...woh saab baar baar haunt karta hai mujhe!...mai kya kuch nhi kar paungi!" She talked in between her sobs and started to hiccup

Ishita gave her a glass of water

"Purvi ...tu ye Saab aur mat soch...kal se humlog ek nayi zindagi shuru karne wale hai...so sleep now" She made her calm and after that she drifted into deep sleep

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A boy seemed to punch the punching bag angrily.

He continued to punch the bag until it tore up and fell

"Kavin ! Kya kar rha tha!" Dushyant asked making him sit

"Toh kya Karun mai ... mujhe baar baar woh saab yaad ataa rheta hai ...yar mai kuch nhi kar paya ...aur mere annkhon ke samne meri family ...aur ye Sab hua tha uss jhallad anaath bachon ko wajah se" He said stamping his feets

"Manhoos hote hain ye ...jaha jate hain unluck leke aate hai !" He continued further

"par kavin woh Saab unki galti nhi thi yar" Dushyant tried to make him calm

"Kya matlab un logon ko galti nhi thi ...are unlogon ko bachane ke chakkar mai ...meri family ne apni jaan gawa di...tu...huhh!" He said frustrated

"Iss baarrien mai baat karke koi faida nhi chor! ...waise...kal naye trainees aa rhe hai!" Dushyant said remembering

"Aree haan...ab pata nhi kon kon se namume ayenge!" He said

"Aur pata nhi kitni khubsurt si ladkiyan ayengi" Dushyant said dreamily

"Tera kuch nhi ho sakta!" kavin said smiling a little

Purvi, from her childhood has faced humiliation , embarrassment and insult everytime ! No one took stand for her not even her family ... her own parents think her as unluck so she was not given any love and care she deserved...

She on the other hand is a very sweet and kind girl ...ready to help anyone anytime... Her past haunts her at night ...while still she chooses to smile ...

Her best friend and she lives together so in this case Ishita has become her strength

Purvi is starting a new phase of her life ...going to be a commando ...she is determined to proof herself !

On the other hand

Kavin is an angry young man! He hates orphans and considers them as unluck ...

after the death of his family the joyful kavin preserved himself in a nutshell... while Dushyant, his best friend always stays beside him as his support... and always advises him to smile ...

Kavin only talks with Dushyant in a joyful manner like what he was earlier

Purvi will enter this academy as a recruit to proof herself and deep down she prays to get someone who would love her to infinity and give her the support she was longing for ! she meets kavin and will gradually fall for him !

Kavin on the other hand will come to know about purvi and her past , he decides to humiliate her , he plans to break her heart and take revenge for his dead family ... because he always wanted to do this! as his family was dead saving orphans

What if he falls truly for her ! But this plan of his will create a distance between him and Dushyant .

KaVi will be tied together in the same roof...

with utmost hate, sadness and tears...

Basically a kavi story with lots of twists and turns. Ishyant as the side couple.

Author's Note- Hey guys! so finally I made it to wattpad ..yesssssss....

Myself Kavin's CHINI....

My first story on wattpad .... shower utmost love ...

This story is inspired from Sony Sab's serial ZIDDI DIL MAANE NA... So that's from where I got this idea! and so the title is !

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