" If you don't want to cross the barriers then let me do this . Let me give a chance to show you that there is no need you to look for the happiness , it will come to you by itself. Just let me enter in your heart." I pleaded him. His eyes fluttered close briefly. He was looking as if he was in a torture, in a pain. He took a deep breath. " You are very young ...you don't know that you are playing with fire but the time when you will realize this, your hands will have been scorched by then. I am just like that fire Priya, I can only burn you and only can give you pain. Your heart will be shattered in peices. Stop this feelings Priya because it will only give you hurt and pain. Stop yourself before it gets too late." He spoke grimly and trying to convince me. I shook my head " No! It has already been late. I don't fear of any pain Akshay. " I told him.

This is my third story . I am sure it's worth reading. Jaanaki ,traditional Indian girl what there to not say caring, religious, respects elders, loves kids, can do anything for her family and loved ones. Raghuram, symbol of rude, arrogant, cold hearted, hates people mainly woman from bottom of his heart. Damn rich and can do anything within a snap of finger. If he wants get it by hook or crook. What if they both meet under weird circumstances and one hates other and wished to not see again while other want to keep the other forever out of something. Join me in this unpredictable but heartwarming journey of two souls one is of full of life and warmth especially love and other is of lifeless, rude and especially HATE.