Both had similarities between them and differences too.
He was broken.
She was too.
She was strong.
He was too.
He was trying to move on but failing.
She was too.
She didn't have any hopes to date.
Neither does he.
And Their biggest similar...
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Be original. You’re not a camera that can always make people smile.
-Aditi (@ Aditi_Shrivastava)
Prerna also speaks in Bangla here. Like how Dr Sonakshi Bose used to. I wish Anurag was also given some.
Please feel free to correct me as I have used only Google Translate, and added the translations too.
Dedicated to Parica_1221 (that onecomment of yours! I'm still staring at it!!)
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Prerna's POV
After that weird meeting with that stranger called Anurag, I quickly rushed to my house. As expected, Anjali and Kirti were still sleeping soundly.
That's it! I won't tolerate more of their laziness at all. I pulled Anjali in one go, with all the force, from the bed. She was startled, I just ignored her and did the same with Kirti.
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"Preu, why are you smiling so much today," Kirti's question shocked me. Am I really smiling extraordinarily today?
"What rubbish, there's nothing like that."
"Did you find a boy for you," Anjali asked, excitedly.
"OMG! Anjali, we need to do shopping quickly, I can't wait to flaunt my looks in a beautiful backless lehenga," Kirti squealed in happiness.
