EVERYTHING IS A CHARADE AND FOREVER IS A LIE.
The prettiest smiles hide the darkest secrets.
Love was not her plan, neither was choosing a life full of hatred and violence.
But destiny wrote something else.
Something dark as hell and pure as heaven...
Rag Rag wo samaaya mere Dil par wo chaaya mere Mujhme wo aise jaise Jaan Gire Barsaat me paani jaise Koi kahaani jaise Dil se ho Dil tak Jo bayyan
Aashiq Dil Tera, Purana hai ye Deewana deewana samjhe na Kabhi chup chup rahe Kabhi Gaaya ye kare Bin puche Teri taareefen Sunaaya ye kare 🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵
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"You can sleep in my room. I'll take the guest room. I've kept the water bottle here for you. These are your medicines, please take them before you sleep and if you need something, just call me."
Here I am standing in Aayan's room listening to him guiding me about every small detail. This man!!! He is literally taking too much care of me since I came here. He didn't even let me pick up a glass of water. He brought me medicines and ordered my favorite food for dinner, Yes he asked it from Niti.
I am really liking this side of him. I have always been alone, healed myself all alone. I never knew how it felt to be cared. But this guy, he is showering me with all those new experiences which I am currently loving without caring about the consequences.
He left the room after telling me everything to which I just nodded. I laid down on the bed but sleep was far from my eyes. I stood up from the bed and went towards the balcony. It was still raining but not that heavily. The soft sound of rain was really giving peace.
I stood there for some time closing my eyes, leaning towards the railing. I turned around and I saw a guitar kept on a corner. I quickly went towards it and grabbed it. I ran my fingers through it and it felt like it was all new. It seemed like nobody has ever played it. I got excited looking at the guitar and now I just wanted to run my fingers through it's strings and sing my favorite tracks.
But, maybe it was Aayan's guitar. It would be inappropriate to touch his guitar without asking him. He might not like it. My desire to play was so strong that I couldn't hold back myself. I kept the guitar on the bed and went towards Aayan's room.
I knocked the door and he opened the door and looked at me.
"What happened Mam? Do you need something?"
"Ah were you sleeping? Did I disturb you?" I asked him a bit hesitatingly.
"No no mam, I was anyways not feeling sleepy. I was just scrolling some reels." He said making me sigh in relief.
"Actually Mr. Malhotra I saw a guitar in your room. I am not feeling sleepy. Can I play it?" I asked him in a steady voice.
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