This is the story of sunshine and sweet Veeranshika Singh Rathore but only for her family she is sweet but in reality the world have seen her cruelty and psychopathic side .
And the story of sweet boy of the world Ranveer Singh Rajvansh not only for...
"You know I try, But I don't do too well with apologies"
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I am sitting at a café , my favourite café in whole Delhi. I know people don't like the girls of Delhi but I belong from Rajsthan.
But have born and grown up in Delhi. What I am thinking about I should have my whole focus on one thing. I lost myself when I got to knew about that .
I really can't divert my mind from that topic but I can't let that little things come in between me and dad . I know that he must be also thinking about that but i want him to calm himself.
The waiter come and asked for my order. I felt gazes on me , i looked outside through the window and saw my guards there standing outside like any celebrity is sitting inside.
I ignored that and gave my order.
"One Iced americano and a cheese grilled sandwich " I gave my order and he noted down on a sheet of paper.
He went from there and i drowned myself in my thoughts but still those thoughts are not letting me concentrate anywhere else .
I received a mail . There was mine and Bhai sa tickets for Rajasthan. I have already planned whatever happens I am going Rajasthan not matter what .
Bhabhi is going to Punjab to meet her family. She literally made Bhai sa whipped for her and I love her selfless behaviour.
She deserves the whole world .
Really but for sure I am not going to come back until the whole truth is known to me .
I received my order and i completed my food and left from there after paying. I moved outside and seated in my car .
The driver started driving. I was sitting in black G-wagon with two Scorpio at the back and one Thar in the front. Whole in black .
(Saddi jindagi aa kalli kithe jandi ee sambhali ! 😁)
As usual I am in my black outfit. I not kind of obsessed with colour black but it speaks power and I am powerful.
I messaged Lavanya to meet me today. After a long time friends reunion, Lavanya is very much excited as well the others.
I asked the driver to stop the car because I wanted to buy a bouquet of flowers. I searched for a flower shop.
After a little search I saw a shop . I walked towards it and then entered, the fragrance of flowers hit my nostrils. Flowers is not my love language but sometimes I find giving flowers rather than thinking about something else.
