A love saga of a police officer who is honest, courageous and fully devoted to his duty and a college student who is ambitious, selfless, innocent and brave . Join in the journey of Abhimanyu $ Mishika........

~To the boys, who have never experienced love before, this one's for you all~ 1950s. ***Story contains mature scenes and Hindi phrases which are not translated in english*** Abhisar Singh. His life is too messed up with his insecurities related to himself, because of his past life. Until she comes, and washes off all his insecurities by kissing all his past wounds. Peep in, to read and explore Abhisar's journey!!!

1950s. ***Story contains mature scenes and Hindi phrases in initial chapters which are not translated in english*** Abhigyan Singh, a Sarpanch of the village named 'Tarapur'. The position was passed to him by his father at the age of 20, when his father was on his death bed. His mother, Surekha Pradeep Singh, is a cancer patient. And his brother, Abhisar Singh, 12 years-old, was still studying in school whereas his sister, Sunaina, was married off at the age of 21, as per his father's last wish, infront of his eyes. Such a huge responsibility at such a young age had made Abhigyan arrogant, rude, a very secretive person. When he turned 28, the only wish of his mother was to marry off his son with a straight like cow and good-looking like princess type of girl. Although, Abhigyan wasn't ready, he knew that he would destroy girl's life by marrying her, still he agreed when his mother and elder sister forced him. Let's see how his life goes like with an unknown girl.

A bus arrived at the bus stop and she got in first as she was in the front and the rest followed. There was a vacant seat reserved for ladies but she decided to stand. Her eyes were glued at the door and her lips formed a subtle curve when she saw him board the bus before it took off. Glancing through the crowd of people, he moved past everyone and stood beside her. Her heart pounded and she blushed giving a tough competition to the tomato as their arms brushed each other. His staring session and her glances through the corner of her eyes combined with blushes was disturbed by the conductor who demanded the ticket. "Pass", they both say in unison. While the conductor brush passed the two, they both look each other and smiled. She gasped at once when he slid his hand and held her by her waist. She pursed her lips and shyly looked at him through the corner of eyes. "Move ahead, move ahead. Make space for others to get in.", Said the conductor and the people beside them squeezed them closer together by pushing them. His hands were off her waist. He inhaled the soft scent which came from her hair as she now stood ahead of him. Every time the driver stepped on the brakes, they experienced a current pass through their bodies as it collided with the other. . . . . "Doesn't a middle class boy like me have any rights to love?" . . . "All I ask for, is his love!" Welcome to the middle class life!! 😌 Story of 90% population of India! Highest ranks: #1 in middleclass #1 in Indian #1 in relatable #1 in Problems

Wedding are huge things...and in India they are no less than a festival Weddings bring two families together while strengthening the old bonds- "I,Aria Khan for who this mandap is decorated for am calling off this wedding" The Bride announced in the mic near the singer Many whispers were erupted across the function hall As the Bride just threw the mic and walked away, as tears are blocking her vision ******* "So..you are telling me that you want to go to your honeymoon even though your wedding is cancelled?" Asked Arfa Anjum "I am pretty sure that's what I said" Aria replied maintaining eye contact with Arfa "And you want US to accompany you?" Asked Vasudha akshara "Why are you two repeating what I just said?" Aria asked "No" Arfa said getting up "Oh come on don't spoil the mood" Aria whined "Listen Aru this is not the time" Akshara tried to explain "This is the time...listen, You are engaged, Arfa's dumped and my marriage is cancelled..a right time to lift the mood.... nothing will be same after some time" Aria explained getting up from sofa "But our parents-" Akshara started "Before you say something...I have already taken your parents permission and it my dream to travel with you guys " Aria added quickly "So please don't let me down" she said extending her hand "Let's go" Akshara said putting her hand into Aria's Both of them glanced at Arfa who is still thinking "*Sigh* let's go " she said giving up So... three childhood friends who have complicated love life's are going on a "Not Honeymoon" Honeymoon to New York, ..now what new twists this brings in the life of three pretty simple yet complicated ladies Stay tuned to find out 😉

The feeling of being abandoned by one's own family was not unknown to Aadhira. She hates her family for abandoning her when she was only a newborn, leaving her in the hands of her uncle and aunt. What will happen when Aadhira is forced to live with her biological family whom she hates the most? Her family abandoned her when she was a new-born, so why are they claiming her now? Will she ever be able to forgive them for the things they did to her? Will she ever be able to love and accept them? Will her family be able to remove the seed of hatred she has for them or will Aadhira's hatred grow? For more stay tuned

He returns in the evening and he gives her a big bunch of green bangles tied with a string. Her eyes shine looking at it and she gives a bright smile. So many? For me? (She asks with a smile) He nods with a smile and gives her a kiss on her cheek. She looks at him and smiles. She didn't show discomfort and he felt elated about it. He then gave her a flower garland which was wrapped in a banana leaf. It had some fresh jasmine flowers and a few son-champa flowers. Son-Champa? (She smells) My favourite, it's fragrance is so nice. He looked at her brightest smile and put his hand around her waist from behind pulling her closer. He kept his chin on her shoulder and whispered near her ears. You liked it? Yes, I liked it. You are so nice. He was happy. From "that groom is dirty" to "You are so nice" made him feel elated and accomplished at the progress. He sensuously kissed her neck and she quivered and turned around immediately. It's ticklish (she said smilingly) He sighs as she had not revolted. He pulls her veil down off her head, takes the flowers from her hand and tucks it in her head carefully. She ran and looked into the small mirror in the room happily. He goes again closer to her and takes the mirror from her hand and hangs it back on the wall. He cups her face and looks at her. You look gorgeous and smell great. She smiles and he pecks her lips. He felt excited because she didn't push him this time. He pulls her back and smooches with passion that's when she pushes him away and wipes her mouth with the back of her hand. Her smile vanished and she made a crying face. She pulled out the flowers from her hair and gave it to him. I don't want your flowers. You are dirty, you made my mouth jhoota again. (She sobs) Started on 23/7/2021 Completed on 22/11/2021 Ranked at #1 under Indian of 34.8k stories © All Copyright reserved to the writer, @PoohBear8435 only. Please do not copy, distribute or publish any of my work in any form.