Story of a boy who lost himself amidst the responsibilities of his sister and betrayel of his mother. He found his solace when he found her.
Story of a girl who found herself when she found him. She found love she craved for years.
Story of a family...
ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।
(Madhyam,Arjun(top right),Aryaman(last one.)
It was late evening and the mehendi function was already on its pinnacle. Aliya was already being seated on the centre. While the other girls were too excited to apply henna on their palms, except Mia who was not so interested. She hated that awful, foul smelling paste to be applied on her hand, so she was quietly sitting on one of the stairs inside the house eating the icecream her bhai brought.
While all the girls were ready for the fun, Nandini was still looking up at last arrangement chores. Manik sighed looking at her. And shook his head. Since the moment they had stepped in the mansion she is having a big plate of work in her hands and is all hyper active. He went to her and before she could turn or notice her he scooped her in his big arms. She widen her eyes and was going to scream but he stopped. "Don't even try to argue jaan. Do not . You have the responsibility to arrange things not to work like a labour. Go and freshen up. I am sure tumne abhi tak mera gift dekha bhi nahi hoga." He sorta scolded her and she made the cutest pout ever know. He looked at her and smirked.
As soon as they reached her room he immediately pushed her a little and shut the door. "You are not coming out till you get ready. I will be standing here till then. Chop chop girl." He shouted and locked the door.
