"When a fictional heart meets a real-world soul, love transcends the pages and becomes a beautiful reality."
Nishti Debroy a famous writer photographer by profession. unexpectedly gets into the story of the world she wrote about and gets stuck ther...
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The road was completely empty and it was raining heavily. I threw up and kept crying, calling the name of my mother and father again and again. My mother held my hands and said '𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙩𝙞, 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚.' it hurt a lot but I was crying so much that i forgot that my sister was also in the same car but i could only see this much that there was blood everywhere and my father...he was dead already. A car was coming there, my mother saw that car and said '𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙤 𝙉𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙩𝙞..𝙧𝙪𝙣! 𝙍𝙪𝙣 𝙖𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣, 𝙧𝙪𝙣 𝙖𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙧 𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣.' and i did it..left my mother and sister all alone for dying I was too coward to save them both.
𝘕𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘵𝘪? 𝘕𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘵𝘪?? 𝘞𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱! I heard a voice, As I opened my eyes I saw my friend rajveer in front of me, he was looking worried and he asked me 'Oyee, tu thik toh hai? Phirse vohi sapna??' [Hey, are you okay? You had that Same dream again??] I woke up and sat on my bed, my face was sweating I looked at raajveer and said ' yeah..there is nothing new' I paused for a second and asked him 'Aur kuch kaam tha kya? Yaha kese aana hua?' [Tell me is there any work to do? Why did you come here?]
He sat on the couch and said 'yess today is the biggest day of your life, Your sensational novel "𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶" had achieved incredible success. For being your manager, I've thrown a success party which is this evening and interviewers are also coming so be prepared.' i listened to him very well and said, "Okay, I'll be there on time." Rajveer made a strange face as if he was irritated by my dry reply and said "chalo kaam ki baat toh bol diya maine ab ye bata party kab de rahi hai?" [Well, i have talked about work, now you tell me when you are going to give a party?]
I gave him a confused look and then he said in a funny tone "kya matlab ki tu party nhi de rahi? I mean tu famous hogayi hai toh kya ye matlab nhi hota ki mujhe aur Aisha ko tu bhul jaye aur humko party bhi na de" I smiled a little thinking that he always knows how to lift the mood and said Okay okay I will throw a party for both of you, don't cry now. When I said this, a big smile appeared on his face and he said 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐭𝐢 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐢 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞. We both laughed out loud at this He said "okay, I'm leaving now, I have to go to pick up Aisha from the airport she's coming back today from the US." I said ok and he left home, I was feeling restless thinking about my past and then my eyes fell on the table there was a bouquet of flowers and also a note
I took that note and read it "chal ab udas mat ho ready hone jaa table par dress rakha hai maine ~RAJVEER" [don't be sad now get ready, I placed the dress for you on the table] I saw a bag next to the flowers which had a beautiful white colour gown. I smiled and Said in my mind he still remembers my favourite colour is white.
