Whispers Of Hearts ( Completed )

Chapter - 1

A/N:

I really wanted to give the A/N at the end of the story but most of you might skip so I  decided it would be good if I give up some details regarding the plot at the very beginning. 

To start with, the first 4 chapters will be the growth of the leads from their childhood. I won't be dragging too much and there will be a skip to reach the present age of the leads that is the present of the story from Chapter 5.

Also I have changed their parents name and the changes has been done in prologue.

Next thing is I request you all to take a few minutes to express your feedback in the comments. I really need them to assess the progress of the story. Please don't forget to vote. Your votes and comments are the only driving force that encourages me to give update on daily basis inspite of my busy personal commitments.

I have drafted a very few chapters for this book and based on the response I will either continue the book or discontinue this and take a break. May be I will come back after a break with something different. 

Thank you so much for the love and support. Love you all.❤️

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The gentle breeze in the chill evening swayed the cute frock of the little munchkin who was running behind the butterfly in the front yard of her new home. Her little feet padding on the ground stopped abruptly when she heard her mother call her. Her lips twitched in a smile and she ran to hide herself but she was on air when her mother carried her before she could hide. The little girl giggled when she was thrown in the air and caught back by her mother Vasundra.

Vasundra: Myra, my little angel come lets go give sweets to the neighbour and make friends. Our little Myra will have friends to play.

Myra: Amma, I wan (want) mol (more) fiends (friends ).

Vasundra chuckled hearing her baby's words and they walked to the next gate. As they reached the closed doors Vasundra pressed the door bell and waited for some one to open it.

Myra wiggled from her hold and got down placing her soft palms on the door knocking it. A minute later the door opened and a young boy stood infront of Vasundra. He felt a pull on his pant and looked down to see the little Myra smiling at him with her head tilted cutely.

Myra: Amma, fiend.

Vasundra: Yes, friend.

Before she could speak further the boy called for his mother Archana who came with a smile and wiping her hands with a towel.

Archana: Ulla vaanga. Neenga dhan pudhusa vandhu irukingala pakkathu veetukku ? ( Please come inside. Are you the one who had come to live in the house next to us ?)

Vasundra entered inside with Myra dragging her. Archana smiled at Myra and kissed her cheek.

Vasundra: Yes, I m Vasundra and my husband is Rajan. She is our only daughter Myra.

Archana: I m Archana, My husband is Madan. He is our elder son Keshav and our younger son is Krish. He is having a nap.

Myra climbed on the couch and stood next to Keshav peeping into his book with her little palm pressed over his shoulder. Keshav smiled at her cuteness and flicked her nose. 

Myra: Noooo....

She bent to the level of his face to do the same to him but he tilted his head avoiding it to play with her. Myra moved to his lap and pinched his nose making him laugh.

Vasundra passed the sweet to Archana and they saw Myra playing with Keshav who was now holding her safely to his lap.

Keshav: What is your name little one ?