Hey reader's im here with one more story and i will be completing this FS in one day only coz its my BIRTHDAY TODAY... And this FS is my gift for u all...
Location: Mumbai..
We can see one girl who is around 21 year old... sitting on bed beside her 2 yrs old boy is sleeping and she is caressing his hair while thinking somthing...
Girl's pov:
Aaiappa all of them says that im a curse and ya i think its true.. Because of me my amms and dad died..... But baby i promise i will be there to support u, to protect u, to guide u the right path.... I slept thinking all this....
"You are a slut for me nothing else understood ..... you are like those girls who is after my money"
I woke up panting heavily... I wiped my sweat from my forehead... Opened my drawer and took my pills and saw that its only 2 am...Ohh i didn't gave my introduction... Im Nandini murthy daughter of harsh murthy.... A well known businessman in this world... My mom died when she was giving birth to me but my dad didn't abused me for that because he think it was destined... I was his princess he used to fulfill my all wishes but he didn't fulfilled my one wish and this lead me to take one big step and that step took 360 degree turn in my life... I met him... Uugghh stop thinking about him nandini he don't deserve u he thought that im his slut... I felt some water on my cheeks and i very well know which water is this.. I can't cry because of my past no ill think about my future and my son's future.... I don't know when sleep took over me and i slept again with frowns on my forehead....
Morning: 8am
I woke up and i saw my life is sleeping beside me
... He is only 2 yrs old and the frst word he spoke was dad... I wish he was there to hear this but its not gonna happen... I went to my kitchen which is small but decent.... I gave all my property to poor people coz i don't deserve that life which is full of money.... Coz of me my dad is not with me and now i can't spend his money on myself.. When i distributed all my property i only kept one flat for me and then shifted in that apartment... I also went to find a suitable job for myself.... And after lot of struggle i found one job of personal secretary in one of the biggest company "KHURANA'S"I was standing and sipping my coffe thinking about how my life changed.... I heard my baby's voice i left my coffee and went in my room just to see he was up and crying not seeing me around him...
"Arnav baby what happen why are u crying hmm.. I here na with u mumma is here don't cry"
I said taking him in my lap Caressing his cheek...
"Mumma don't leave me in hele with u hamesha"
He said i went all aww on him coz i know in future he will be there for me...
"Come who wants to eat pancakes"
I said licking my lips he clapped his hand in excitement...Pov ends...
Location: London...
There we can see a big ground in that people are shouting.....
"Fab 5" Fab 5 was famous all over the world... 1 boy came who is around 25... CABIR DHAWAN.. He was the drummer in the band he took his position... Next came one girl she is also 25.. MUKTI VARDAAN... She took her electrical guitar.. She is the electrical guitarist... She also took her position... Next was DHURV VEDANT... He is the guitarist in the band... He also took his position... Next is ALIA VEDANT she is married to dhruv.. She is pianist in the band and fashion diva...People were shouting fab 5's name but now they are shouting
"Manik" "Manik"And the lights went off and now suddenly the sound of guitar is coming lights came and the people were going mad... There he was standing in the middle of the stage tunning his guitar...
MANIK MALHOTRA... The most successful businessman as well as the Lead Singer of FAB5... He was a womanizer but one girl changed his life... He became a good person...

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