"How dare you crash into my car?" roared a voice, his voice. This man he doesn't even have some manners to help others. He is shouting at me when I am on the ground bleeding. He didn't even stop he went on ranting god knows what. "Do you know what model car this is? Obviously you don't. You people will do anything to get into our attention. How low can you people even go?" he went on rambling bullshit. I got very angry at his last words. I searched my surroundings. I got up from my position I didn't even register pain because my mind is clouded with anger. He didn't even notice me getting up as he was so focused on his precious car. I took some soil that is still wet from morning rain made a round and stood in front of him. He stopped speaking and looked stunned by seeing what is present in my hand. "You would not dare", he said and giving me I will kill you look. I didn't even think for a second and threw it at him with my target as his face. Mr. Goenka and Abhi. _______________________________ Avni Arya a simple innocent girl with many aspirations and dreams of future. She has many responsibilities in her life. An empire to take over and many other things in her life. She need to start her life. Abhi Goenka an arrogant businessman. He is a playboy, but he will do anything for his family and business. When those things get threatened what is gonna do? These both are polar opposite and start on wrong foot. Are they going to solve their problems and be happily together? Or not? Cover credits to @xCherryBlossomx_

My Collection of Rishabala One Shots Cover Courtesy : taranawriting

"What is your favourite colour?" Esha asked, her fingers grazing her husband's jaw as she leaned back lazily against him on their couch. "Green," he said in a blink, thinking about her in green. It was sight to watch his wife in green, their first meet was still vivid in his memories. She'd worn a beautiful green anarkali, and a pair of cream jhumkas. The light around in the restaurant helped her to shine like a star along with her twinkling eyes and he'd instantly felt tempted by the woman. "Ey! That's mine." She urged turning her head to meet his eyes. Giving her coy and beautiful smile, that's only and only reserved for her, he cupped her soft cheeks in his palms and pecked her nose, right on the piercing-he so loved, and whispered. "And you are mine, sweetheart."