"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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"𝘋𝘪, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦?" As all three of us screamed in shock, a voice came from behind us. All three of us looked back together and saw a girl standing there. The girl was wearing a white Anarkali suit and her hair was open but the most shocking thing was her face...Her face was exactly like mine, as if I was looking at myself in a mirror. While thinking so much, one thing came to my mind which she said just now. Did she just call me "𝘥𝘪?" Wait is she Mishti Debroy? The female lead of my novel But she looks exactly like me why? And why is she calling me too? There were so many questions in my mind, and the girl called me again. '𝘋𝘪? 𝘒𝘺𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘢 𝘢𝘢𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘬 𝘵𝘰𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘪?? 𝘈𝘢𝘱 𝘫𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘣 𝘬𝘺𝘶 𝘯𝘩𝘪 𝘥𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘩𝘪??' [𝘋𝘪? What happened and why are you not answering? Are you feeling well?]
I don't know what she said but I went back to my childhood memories where my younger sister used to call me di. Where I used to play with my sister, here I used to go to school with her where we used to fight with each other but after some time we used to say sorry to each other. But then that memory also came to my mind the night of the accident where I had lost her. I just realized that I was so busy remembering my bad memories that I kept on remembering our bad memories and thinking about them, tears came out of my eyes.
Then it came to my mind that I named the character of my novel after my sister because I remembered her and through my writing she consoled myself that she was somewhere at least Somehow she is alive and will live her happy life even if that thing is just a piece of paper. And if my sister were alive today, would she also call me in the same way? Would she also look like this? I was thinking about all this when she said '𝘈𝘶𝘳 𝘺𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘣 𝘬𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘪? 𝘈𝘱𝘬𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘪 𝘬𝘺𝘢?? 𝘓𝘦𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘱n𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘩 𝘬𝘢𝘣𝘩𝘪 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘩𝘪 𝘬𝘪 𝘢𝘱𝘬𝘦 𝘬𝘰𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘩𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘪?' [and who are these people? Are they your friends?? But you never told me that you have any friends?]
How can she even tell you when we don't even exist here?" Rajveer whispered From my side but she could not hear what Rajveer had just said. Then I finally came out of my thoughts and replied to her 'Uhmm... yes, both of them are my friends... and we met online.' I made a hasty excuse, And she asked a question again 'online?? But how?' for Ignoring her question, I asked her what she was doing here? And when I asked this, she got a little awkward and then she said 'Nothing, I was just going towards home and I saw you here so I came to you...' By seeing her face I could tell she was hiding something. But I did not ask anything because at the moment I was also ignoring the question she asked.
But then I said 'Missu, meet him, this is Rajveer and she is Aisha' And i turned back at both of them, I said, 'guys, meet her, she is my...twin sister, Mishti.' awkwardly I was feeling like an impostor. They greeted each other and then Mishti said 'but di, what are you doing here and that too without any guards or a driver? If mummy found out that you were roaming alone in the spring guards like this then she will get very angry.' I told her by making an excuse that I was in a hurry so I came by my own, she looked at me strangely and said 'oh I see, so let's go home in my car and now they're our guest So let's take them home too.' i agree
