(Author:🤡🤲🏻Free Chamat if you try to copy the poems in this part)
जन्म से मृत्यु तक,
मनुष्य तेरी शान है।
जिंदगी में लड़ लिया कर,
शांति शमशान है।🕯️Y/N POV:
"जो सपने सजाए थे,
वह एक ही पल में राख बन गए।
मेरे ही आंखों के सामने मेरे अपने,
चंद मिनटो में खाक बन गए।।"i closed my poetry notebook after writing this two lines.It's around 3 am, I can't sleep since I came back from Manikarnika ghat.As if the place is pulling me back, to go there again.
I look next to me, Nischay is sleeping very comfortably.
I soon realised that I am slowly falling in love with this boy.I let him sleep like that and did not disturb him.
I got off the bed and stood on the balcony.It was breezy outside, and I caught my hair near my face and tucked it behind my ear.This wind reminds me of so many things.About grandma's house, about my childhood....and...about Y/B, my brother.
I just stood there for a while and went into a flashback.
Y/M- jaa Nikal jaa gharse! Khote da puttar...isi din ke liye bara kia tha tujhe?!!
Y/B- Aplog mera Sapna poora hota hua kabhi nahi dekh sakte nahh?
Y/F- nalayak!!. Zabaan chalata hai!
He slapped Y/B.
Me and Y/S were watching these things from the distance.
Letting Y/S into our room, I went to Our brother's room, He was packing his bags.
Y/N- bhai!
He looked at me.
Y/B- are Y/N...bol...
Y/N- ap jaa rahe ho?
He didn't say anything but looked at me and gave me a small smile.
Y/B- khudka aur choti ka dhyan rakhna...
Almost six years have passed since that day, I have not seen him again.
Maybe someday we will meet and the hope of meeting him probably pulled me back to that Varanasi, that Manikarnika Ghat.
Thinking about so many things, I will not feel sleep today, I came back inside. I lay down next to Nischay, who was sleeping peacefully.
I lay down next to his, took his hand and wrapped it around my waist.
Then I tried to sleep a little.
After a while my eyes fell asleep, when I opened my eyes it was six in the morning.
But Nischay wasn't by my side, where did he go?
Meanwhile he Came out from the washroom, again shirtless. He was making my heartbeat fast.
Y/N- tumhare kapde Kam padh rahe hai kya?
Nischay- heing?🙂 Maine kya kiaa?
Y/N- Hamesha Shirtless kyu ghumte rehte ho?🙂
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FORCED MARRIAGE<3||SWARNALI
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