A beautiful love story of some souls. When life gave them many chances to face the darkness but when a rightful person entered their life with every reason to live.
Look forward to how love blooms between them. When they are totally opposite to eac...
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Listen here, I doesn't appreciate this kind of things. If you are loosing your interest then let me tell you that I already said that long ago, I am loosing interest in this story.
It's not like you guy like my story and comment on it. The numbers of likes are not even 50 percent of the view and about comment just forget it.
A story can'tbe run on only the main lead the contribution of side couple is also important and In first place I never said that side couples will not play the important role.
And also I am writing a new story based on Zhanyi, if you like that then you are welcome.
And if u don't like my story then kindly fuck off, this types of comment just piss me off. 💅💅
.let's start the story😀
Author pov!
After getting ready Tara and the other ladies came to the puja place and find Rudra who was already present their wearing a dhoti and a big piece of cloth around his shoulder.
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Looking handsome and hot as always with a stoic face. He looked at the other side when he heard the sweet melody of the anklet Tara was wearing it.
And he get lost, looking at the most beautiful girl in the world. For him Tara was nothing less than a Diva right now.
He saw how she walk toward him and sit beside him when Pandit Ji ask for.
" Puja prarambh Kare hukum"
Pandit Ji said to Rudra who nod his head and tie the end of his scrap with Tara Saree and both of them wear a ring made of grass. Other take place behind them on the carpet with their hand folded.
" Phele jal Abhishek "
Pandit Ji said and gave a pot filled with water to Rudra who hold the pot and Tara stand beside him with hand folded.
