Karan's POV:
I hope I do not mess up things more ..... already I've been accused of age- shaming for calling Shamita as 'aunty' ..... that too just in a fun manner.....
I've been called a playboy and toxic person all thanks to Nusha and Yogita ....... One doesn't stop accusing while the other one doesn't come to defend ......
I do not expect Yogita to defend me but atleast she should clear things out for her sake ..... Sometimes I feel she too wants all this to happen ......
My years old fans are questioning my ethics and morals ...... They are just leaving me and going ...... My reputation has gone for a toss ....... My hardwork of all these years is going in the drain and I'm helpless .....
But the biggest tension is that I am clueless about my family ...... When I came to biggboss ..... they were all stuck up in US and the pandemic was reaching its peak at that time ...... Lockdown was to be announced ...... Flights were to be stopped .....
I have no idea how they are ....... Where they are ....... With whom they are ...... whether they would have reached India or no ........ Would they be staying at my house, in Punjab or somewhere else .......
Would they be watching me on bb ....... What would they be thinking about me ........ Would they be disappointed with me ...... Would they be worried for me ...... Or would they be ashamed of me .......
Would the media be questioning and harrasing them due to me ....... Would they also fall for all these lies ...... And Omi ..... Omi alone ..... how ..... How would he have managed everything ...... Would he have managed everything .....
I'm completely on the verge of loosing it ...... I really need someone whom I can rely on ..... Whom I can share everything with ..... Without having the fear of being judged .......
When I met Tejasswi ..... I felt she was that one for me ...... But .... But no .... Life can never let me be happy ...... It always shatters my dreams and crushes my heart ..... And this time it was her .....
I was so lost I did not realise when my eyes turned moist ...... When they welled up and when a lone tear escaped from it and rolled down my cheek ..... I quickly wiped it off and looked around to see if anyone noticed .....
Since it was midnight and all were sleeping so nobody noticed .... Not that I am ashamed of weeping infront of someone ...... But I don't want to let myself seem weak infront of people who are only waiting for a chance to pull me down ......
Third Person POV:
In the bedroom ......
Nusha and Yogita were sitting in the bedroom and plotting to create a huge drama and further pull down Karan and somehow get him to be submissive ....
They could not stand him living happy .... Nor him being praised by others ..... They just couldn't take it that he was doing great without them ..... Now they wanted him to get back to them or else lose on to all the happiness of life .....
On the other hand :
Teju's POV:
To say If I feel low or if I feel drowned in crowds makes as much sense as a raindrop protesting to join the ocean... but I do. I feel the energy, I love the vibe, and then I want to find a quite tree in a quite spot to feel serenity once more.
I'm the raindrop that falls on the beach, sits on a pebble and adores the ocean from close by, savouring the salty aroma and the motion of the waves.
The crowd has a life of its own, the vibrant clothes shine in the morning light and the people move like enchanting shoals of fish.
There is chatter between sellers and buyers, old friends catching up, new friends made. It's busy for sure, but the hustle and bustle brings a life to this city I wouldn't want to be without.

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Solace
RomanceI am a fan of Tejran. This story is entirely my imagination. I am not a writer so in advance apologies. I am very moody and chatterbox so this is just written because I was in a mood to write. Quite a few things of bigboss and their lives might be a...