Reema gathered all her strength and pulled at the closet. As it finally opened, she felt goosebumps seeing photos in frames covered with dust and cobwebs.
R~woah, looks like a beautiful lady. (she took her dupatta and cleaned them curiously to see her face and was amazed at how beautiful she was) aray ye kitni pyaari hai yaar, isay dekh kar toh mujhe complex ho raha hai. Par is ki photos aise cupboard mein kiun? Isay toh mehel ke kone kone mein hona chahiye, bhala koi itna pyaara kaise ho sakta hai?
She cleaned all the photographs.
R~ye toh meri tarah dancer thi? Ya shayad hai. Par nahi, ye agar zinda hoti toh is ki photos yahan locked thori hoti, means ye isi mehel mein rehti thi, aur shayad mujh se related bhi thi. Main ye photos Vivaan se keh kar mehel mein har jagah lagwa doon gi, I feel is se mehel ki beauty badh jaye gi
She picked each and every photo frame and dropped something which didn't go unnoticed. She bent to pick it, it was a diary.
"Reema!" she startled and dropped it again but then slapped her forehead realizing Vivaan has come back and is calling out for her.
R~aai!
She called back and rushed downstairs. As she went, the photo frames which Reema placed in a haste were back to their original positions and the diary she dropped was back behind the photo frames. The cupboard closed.
Reema came downstairs and came face to face with Vivaan.
R~Vivaan tum aa gaye
V~haan... (he gazed at her dupatta which was covered with dust) lekin tum kahan se aa rahi ho?
R~matlab?
V~tumhara dupatta itna dusty kiun ho raha hai?
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Bhool Bhulaiya
HorrorReema's grandpa who's her only family passes her an inheritance and soon after her marriage passes away after her marriage. She moves into her inherited house with Vivaan and comes across the photos and belongings of the ghost living in the house fo...