The days passed in a whirlwind of playful banter, shared meals, and an undeniable tension that seemed to grow with each interaction. Twinkle and Kunj were slowly finding a rhythm, yet there was an underlying feeling that neither of them could quite name. But just when things seemed to settle, a sudden twist was about to shake their little world.
It was a sunny Saturday afternoon when Twinkle decided to take a stroll in the garden. She loved the way the flowers bloomed in vibrant colors and how the sun cast a golden hue over everything. 🌼 Kunj, on the other hand, was busy inside, supposedly finishing up some work.
As Twinkle wandered through the garden, she heard laughter echoing from the living room. Curiosity piqued, she made her way to the window, peering inside. What she saw made her heart drop—Kunj was sitting on the couch, laughing with none other than Neil, her ex-boyfriend. 😳
“Yeh kya ho raha hai?” Twinkle muttered under her breath, feeling a knot tighten in her stomach.
Neil had always been charming, the kind of guy who could light up a room with his smile, and he and Kunj seemed to be hitting it off. They were sharing stories and laughing as if they were old friends. Twinkle’s heart raced, not sure if it was from jealousy or anger. How could Kunj be so friendly with him?
“Yaar, mujhe samajh nahi aata, Twinkle ko kyun chhod diya,” Neil laughed, and Twinkle’s blood ran cold. “Woh toh kitni achi ladki hai, par kuch samajh nahi aata.”
Kunj chuckled, shaking his head. “Woh meri biwi hai, Neil. Aur tumhe usse chhodne ki koi wajah nahi thi. Lekin... tumhari toh kami mehsoos hoti hai.”
Twinkle’s heart sank further. She couldn't believe Kunj was talking about her like that. The irritation bubbled up inside her. Did Kunj really think she was just some prize he had won? Or was he actually fond of her?
Without thinking, she opened the door and stormed in. “Kya chal raha hai yahaan?” she demanded, her voice sharp.
Both Kunj and Neil looked up, surprise written all over their faces. Kunj’s expression shifted from amusement to concern. “Twinkle, listen—”
“Listen to what, Kunj? Tumhare dost tumhe yeh bata raha hai ki main kitni achi ladki hoon aur tum keh rahe ho ki tumhe meri kami mehsoos hoti hai?!” she shot back, her heart pounding in her chest.
Neil, sensing the tension, raised his hands. “Relax, Twinkle. Kunj aur main sirf baatein kar rahe the. Woh tumse accha keh raha tha.”
“Good keh raha tha? Haan, bas dosti ki tarah,” Twinkle retorted, crossing her arms.
Kunj stood up, his expression serious. “Twinkle, this isn’t what you think. Neil was just—”
“Was just what, Kunj? Mera past yaad dilana? I thought we were moving forward.” She took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm inside her. “Kya tumhe mera past dekhne mein maza aa raha hai?”
Kunj stepped closer, his voice firm but gentle. “No, I don’t find it amusing. Tum mere liye important ho, samjhi? Neil aur main sirf dosti kar rahe the. Mujhe tumhe impress karne ki koshish karni thi, par... tumhe mujhse kuch kehne ki zaroorat hai.”
Twinkle narrowed her eyes, torn between frustration and something deeper. “Kya kehna chahte ho tum?”
“Twinkle, main tumse seriously baat karna chahta hoon. Maine pehle tumhe sirf ek dost samjha, par ab mujhe samajh aa raha hai ke mujhe tumse kuch aur feel hota hai. Yeh sab complicated ho gaya hai, aur mujhe yeh kehna tha pehle. Mujhe tumse pyaar ho raha hai,” Kunj admitted, his gaze unwavering. 😳💕
Silence engulfed the room. Twinkle’s heart raced at his words, but the memory of Neil’s laughter and Kunj’s friendly banter clouded her mind. “Pyaar? Kya tumhe yeh kehna asaan laga, Kunj? Tumne mujhe abhi tak apne dost ke saamne badha diya, jab ki hum dono ek dusre se kuch bhi nahi samjhte.”
Kunj ran a hand through his hair, visibly frustrated. “Tumhe samajhne ki koshish kar raha hoon. Tum mere liye khaas ho, lekin yeh sab kuch sudden hai. Yeh sab ek process hai. Aur jab tumhe yeh sab dikh raha hai, mujhe samajh nahi aa raha ke mujhe kya kehna chahiye.”
Neil, sensing the tension escalating, decided to step back. “Shayad mujhe chhod dena chahiye,” he said softly, looking at Twinkle with concern. “Lekin tum dono ko is par baat karni chahiye.”
As Neil walked out, the room was filled with silence. Twinkle stood there, caught in a whirlwind of emotions. Kunj stepped forward, his expression earnest. “Twinkle, please. Mujhe sach mein tumse pyaar hai. Mujhe lagta hai ke yeh sab tumhare saath rehkar badal raha hai. I want to make this work.”
Twinkle’s heart was torn. “Kunj, yeh sab achha hai, lekin mujhe samajh nahi aa raha ke kya karna hai. Tumhe toh bas mazak karne ka shauq hai. Aur ab tum pyaar ki baatein kar rahe ho? Yeh sab itna aasan nahi hai.”
Kunj looked into her eyes, his voice steady. “I know it’s not easy. But I’m willing to fight for us. Tumhe mere liye important hona chahiye. Can we at least try?”
For the first time, Twinkle felt the weight of his words. Could she really allow herself to believe in this? To trust Kunj when her heart was still haunted by her past?
“Main... main sochungi, Kunj. Lekin mujhe kuch waqt chahiye,” she finally replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
Kunj nodded, understanding in his eyes. “Take your time. Bas mujhe tumhare saath rehne ka mauka do.”
Twinkle felt a glimmer of hope mixed with uncertainty. Could she really allow herself to feel this way again?
As they stood there, a new chapter in their relationship was unfolding—one that held both promise and uncertainty. The air was thick with unspoken words, and the bond between them was about to be tested in ways neither of them could have anticipated.
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Pyaar ki Takrar
FanficTwinkle Taneja and Kunj Sarna-two people who can't stand the sight of each other-are forced into an arranged marriage. What starts as a relationship of endless arguments, sarcastic jibes, and playful nok jhok soon takes an unexpected turn. As they n...
