Musical Notes (The Last Page Series-2)
When in a heartbreak, the tunes of music suppresses the heavy grief deep within the heart. With hopes....because who knows what the tsunami of rhythm may bring? Has it come to stay or is it unstoppable?
When in a heartbreak, the tunes of music suppresses the heavy grief deep within the heart. With hopes....because who knows what the tsunami of rhythm may bring? Has it come to stay or is it unstoppable?
On one hand you have your love and duty on the other. Will both turn against her or will she realise both were the same all along? "Koto baro bhebe chinu, aapona bhulia. Tomaro chorono dibo hridayo khuliya......"
Hatred....it is what protects love. Forgiveness......it is what teaches love Acceptance.......it is what preaches loves Love.......it is what I love -Iti Oindrila
She was an overthinker, insecure girl who second-guessed every little thing about herself. He was a walking contradiction, charming yet flawed, calm yet chaotic. But he never tried to fix her. No, he'd simply roll his eyes and say, "Don't think so hard Pratiksha. Leave some room for me to do the dumb stuff." They we...
In Vaikuntha she is Narayan's Sri; on Prithvilok, she is Krishna's Devashree Call them Krishna and Devashree or Narayan and Lakshmi; both are as eternal as time. Experience their joy and pain by accompanying them in their trials of Dharm and Adharm in the constraints of Dwapar yug. What if Sridama realised the extent...
An alternate world. The world, when first created, was full of magical powers. The kings, queens, princesses, princes, some nobles and even common people had them. All myths. That is what Nandini Ahuja thought those thoughts were, until one one day she comes across two people who just decide that she will help them...
𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙽𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎..... ✧・゚: *✧・゚:*✧・゚: *✧・゚:*✧・゚: *✧・゚:* " 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐊𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡...
"If you could understand my language, I'd sing this to you everytime," I looked at his eyes. "𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢, 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐧. 𝐈𝐧𝐤𝐢 𝐚𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐪, 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐢 𝐡𝐮. 𝐌𝐮𝐣𝐡𝐤𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐞, 𝐢𝐧𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐮𝐮." I sang, admiring the chocolate brown eyes I want to drown in. "You kn...