Ipkknd is the only story, i believe,which can be re written in many ways.
The story of a screwed businessman and a lovely charming girl who are different in many ways yet connected with heart.
Come and join me to the journey of our beautiful pair...
The sun rays hit me hard on my eyes which disturbs my peaceful sleep. Wait a minute, peaceful sleep, that too me? My eyes shot open when the realisation hit hard that i am not sleeping in the guestroom alloted to me but i am in Arnav's room sleeping on his bed,cuddling into his duvet inhaling a known and soothing scent. I remember the night, him having nightmare which leads to me soothing him to sleep again and then when i fell into sleep i have no idea.
I got up to have a proper view of his room,which i have never seen as i have never entered anyone's room because of my health. His room has a claasy touch . Less furniture ,more space. He has a attached poolside,wow, and few flower pots,especially roses that too of all my favourites which are red,white and black which is so rare to find. I knew he has love for plant, and he loves gardening but he would have maintained it so well, i never knew.
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But something caught my sight and that was something which i had never expected to be in the room of ever so classy person like Arnav and that thing is a poster that too of a man i.e. Salman Khan that too shirtless.... My face has surely now 3 O's.
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