1• Mishti's Homecoming

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A/N:
1. Don't miss Prologue.
2. Sentences in bold are flashbacks.
Enjoy reading 🤗

A girl came out of the plane and started going towards the airport. Her eyes were as deep as oceans, as pretty as lotus petals, as mesmerizing as sunrise but also as innocent as child's laughter and above them she had a cute glasses on those beautiful eyes.

She was looking gorgeous in her simple and elegant look that is simple jeans and top with no make-up because she believes in simplicity.

After coming out of the airport, she took a long breath smelling the beautiful scent of her motherland and a pleasant smile came on her face which made her look more gorgeous.

"I missed this scent from soo long..." she said.

She saw someone with board, outside the airport and started going towards him.

She saw the board and said "ye mera naam hai...are you from OLA cabs??"

"Aapka naam Mishti Maheshwari hai??"

"Haa...cab maine hi book kiya tha..." She replied.

Yesss...she is none other than our Mishti Maheshwari, HEROINE of our story.

"Aap yaha ek minute wait kariye main cab lekar aata hu..." cab driver said.

"Okay..." She said and after few minutes later, he came with the cab.

He took her luggage and kept inside the cab's boot meanwhile Mishti sat in the cab

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।

He took her luggage and kept inside the cab's boot meanwhile Mishti sat in the cab. He started driving the cab to her destination.

She reached her home after 15 minutes of traveling. But as it was very early morning so no one was wake up. She entered the house silently and directly went to her room. She thought that everyone would wake up then she would surprise everyone.

At Rajvansh house
A boy was sleeping peacefully in his room who has long, silky, smooth, shiny hair and also have perfectly shaped muscular body. Suddenly, he started murmuring something

"Please no...no...please don't go... please don't leave... please..." and he woke up from the dream.

His eyes were capitatively beautiful, not because of the colour but because of the words they hold within them.

Yesss...you are right...he is our very own Abir Rajvansh, HERO of our story.

He kept his hands on his face and wiped off the sweat from his forehead. This dream was not at all new for him, but every time he feels the same pain, same emotions, same regret from last 7 years. That sentence still haunts him. That day still haunts him.

MishBir || Our Unforgettable Memories✓जहाँ कहानियाँ रहती हैं। अभी खोजें