( on hold) A love story which is like a wired ear phones, tengled yet inseparable
It was a song without melody
A dance without steps
a book with torn pages
It was the end but with a new beginning
A sunrise after sunset
Incomplete, yet complete
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~~Ye jo log baag hain Jungle ki aag hain Kyun aag mein jalun Ye nakaam pyaar mein Khush hai yeh haar mein Inn jaisa kyun banun~~
Her heart was racing as she stepped out of the room her eyes scanning the empty corridor She had no idea where she was going but she knew she had to keep moving The fading footsteps had given her a small window of opportunity and she wasn't going to waste it
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She moved swiftly and silently her bare feet making barely a sound on the cold floor The corridor twisted and turned leading her
As she ran Vaidehi's mind was a jumble of thoughts Who was the girl on the bed? Why did she look so familiar? And what was this place with its eerie corridors and sinister machines?
But Vaidehi pushed the questions aside focusing on her escape She had to find a way out of this place and fast
When suddenly a hand held hers she turned around and saw Vidyut standing right behind her
Vidyut " how much I waited for this moment " he mumbled in an desperate voice and pinned her on the nearest wall
Vaidehi felt snakes crawling on her body when he started touching her inappropriately but this time she decided to stay calm and think a way out
She looked around her and just behind Vidyut she saw a clock hanging on the wall in the glass of the clock she saw her reflection she felt a jolt of panic when Vidyut leaned in to kiss her
Just then she looked at the clock again and noticed a golden flamingo decor placed on the table just beside her hand
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Without thinking she picked it up and with a swift move she stabed Vidyut on his chest with a pointy edge causing him to growl and fell on the ground
She looked at him and again at the clock which shows the time As 12 :01 clock.......signaling the start of Navratri Vaidehi felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through her veins She gazed at Vidyut who lay motionless on the ground the golden flamingo decoration still lodged deep in his chest Blood continued to flow from the wound staining his shirt and the floor around him.
