What did I do ?
Where was I wrong ?
I never have ever hurt anyone , I was a ' God's child ' that what a priest called me when I was 13 ...
I used to help anyone and everyone , It never matters if I really knows the person or not .
I still remember the day I meet , Amit , the love of my life , the happiest day of my life ... I was a loner , working alone , sitting alone , even in the office I never had much of a conversation with anyone , I was circled around limited people and that's when I meet him for the first time , he was curious , anxious and stressed asking questions to the receptionist while I was eating my food , sitting on the sofa while both legs folded up , he looks at me and at first he laughs looking at the way I was sitting , then he said ," Atleast someone is different here " after that we kept meeting constantly in office parties , he was in the mutual lists of my boosts friends , it was just like small moments , we meet , have a long eye contact and leave , sometimes he used to follow me with his car , I always knew it was him because out of all people , he was the only one with a dark purple colored car .
Neither of us ever approached the other until on the day of my book's daughter's marriage , I was wearing a red sarre , traditional Indian girl dress on the marriage day while he was wearing a black Kurta ." This isn't the first time we are meeting , right ? " He asks , while I was busy drinking all by myself
" I don't think so "
" Hmm , but it our first time actually having a conversation , hmm ? "
" Do you know , why we never had any conversations before ? " I asked
" Why ? "
" Because you were too afraid to approach a beautiful loner girl " Yes , I was quite a bit of a rude back then
" Ouch ! Look I personally belive in that .... "
" In what ? .... "
" The longer you wait , the hotter you date "
" Wow ! So what Mr. Handsome is looking for Tonight "
" I don't know "
Both of us were too busy talking with each other that we didn't even realized when we went downstairs , upstairs was all the main functions , every person was up there expect for us two dumbs
" I haven't found the girls of my dream yet , and you ? "
" Same . Never got the chance to meet the boy of my dream "
" Do you know ... how much cold this water could be ? " He asks looking the pool in front of us , it was December and it was definitely bone chilling
" No ..... not really ... " He pushed me from behind inside the cold pool ," Are you out of your mind " he follows me and jumps inside with me , " You are really out of your mind , Mr . " He comes around me and held my waist with my manly hands , we both were kind of hugging inside the pool , I blushed and said ," I think it is quite cold inside ... I might get cold from it " He holds my waist ever more tighter and asks ," Now ? "
" I feel ..... " I wispered ," Warm " and bites his ears . If I had to to describe that whole night to a painter , I would have told him to draw his first love
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The Cursed Silence
Mystery / ThrillerNaaz returns to her ancestral village with her fiancé, Amit, after her beloved aunt's death, hoping for a peaceful reunion with her estranged father. However, the homecoming quickly turns dark. Strange rituals, eerie deaths, and whispers of black ma...