histórias de Hindsight

In hindsight, wouldn't you have expected it?

He madly obsessed with her when he saw her first time Wo aik bhot bara mafia tha uski zindagi mai darkness ka ilwa kuch na tha or wo aik masom se normal life jeena wali larki jisa ki zindagi mai roshiyan he roshiyan thi Ynie: Muj..muja apsa dar ....dar lag rha hain -wo rota howa boli- Jungkook: Kiu mara bacha? -wo uska ansu saf krta uska cheek py kiss krta howa bola- Ynie: Ap...ap aik..aik khuna ho.. apna usy mardiya apna usy mar diya -wo chikhta howa boli- Rm: Nhi Jungkook wo bachi hain wo dar gyi hain ham usy samjta hain tum please apna ghuss control kro Jungkook: Kah do usy hyung es ghr sa wo mare lash ka opura sa jaya gi Jungkook: Muja chorka jana ka dobara kaha to yahe dafna doga mare jan or muja zara afsos nhi hoga ya karna mai Jin: Suga rm jhope chordo ya sab plan karna kuch bhi ho Jungkook ynie ko kabhi nhi jana daga apna ap sa dor hama es bat py shukar karna chahiya ka kam sa kam wo apna ghuss control krna ki koshish krta hain Ynie ka liya Rm: Usy srf obsession hain ynie sa muhabat asy nhi hoti jimin wo ynie ki khushi nhi dakh rha wo bas usy apna sth rhk rha hain srf apni khushi ka liya Jhope: Aghr ynie ko kuch bhi kiya to mai bhul jaoga tum mara liya kya ho Jungkook hamna wada kiya hain mr lee sa akhir sans tak uska khayal rhkga Suga: Hamna usy apni behn kaha hain itna kam time mai wo larki hamra dillo mai jaga bana chuki hain uska waja sa hamna hasna sekha hain usy kasy taba hona da ham Jungkook ka hatho wo aik angel hain or Jungkook aik devil Taehyung: Mai usy asy nhi dakha skta mai ynie ko laoga uska pass wapas jo bhi ho wo muhabat krta hain ynie sa aj tak usna kisi ka liya asy nhi kiya jo wo ynie ka liya krta tha ham ya kaisy bhul jaya mai laooga ynie ko wapas Ya Sara dialogue alag alag scenes ka hain aga story dakhao pata chala ga

Poetry I've written throughout the years. Mostly about love, or at least the aftermath of . Everything will be dated from when it was written

Door se chizein alag lagti hai,parchai si lagti aur pas jakr kuch aur mehsus hoti hai roshni si lagti hai ,andhera sa lagta yun lamho ka badalna sa har shay me nazar ata hai ,akhir ye dil ko tasalli dene wali shay hai kya ? Kya hi kuch samjh aati hai aur aadhi baat na samjhi me guzar jati hai . Kya maloom ye tasalli kya hoti hai, Kya khwahishon ka pura hona tasalli hai ya adhuri reh janay mein sukoon. Ye na muqammal si shay hai Adhuri reh janay wali chzion ka kya hi sochna ,iska jo ho nahi sakta uske baray me kya hi sochna. Yun ghumao daar si lagti hai sab Miljaye to na qadri aur na milay toh shiddat me guzar jati hai ... achi bhi lagti aur kabhi bahot kathin si maloom hoti hai . tasalli ke liye hi toh ham sab race me lage hai kahi kamyabi ki toh kahi chizon ki . Ehsas se bahir hojati kuch chizein,aur yaadein bhi kbhi kbhi kuch khas lamho ko toh, jese ham bhulhi jaate h ,magar na janay palko ke saye talay wo baqi rehti hai aur ankhon me jhhalak bnkr hide and seek khelti hai .... Yunhi lamho ki qadar ham aksar nhi kia karte hai...

A new expensive entertainment experience has entered the world. Hindsight, the company that publicized time travel, now allows all who can afford it a trip into the past. What would you do if you could go back?

Before she knew Alex, all Lily Ward had to call a friend was her teddy bear, Theo. Having been with Lily through everything her life has thrown at her, this faithful companion has a unique perspective on the girl he loves. Told from Theo's perspective, this little bear wants to share some of his stories about the girl everyone thinks they know. This is a prequel to "How Our Garden Grows" and "Dandelion". (I'm still no good at summaries)

The first installment in the progressive archetype series by Unknown18

Letters from Janey

Hey! Radhe Radhe!sabko Today i am gonna write a story about....A little girl...Her strength is her Kanha 🎀🍂❤️...that would be my First Story...i ever write ✍🏻 hope you all Like it.....🫶🏻🧿❤️if you believe in krishn then Everything is possible Even magic 🪄✨❤️ 🍂🎀 harii bol :)🙏🏻🌸😌

No matter what you say, your actions reveal How broken you really are. Are they as cracked as you, Feeling the knife twist When they dream of you? You wake, and they linger. Holding yourself together, convinced it was a dream, you begin to fragment. How will you see them again? You're still fragile inside, one glance could shatter you, grind you into dust, bring you back to the beginning

Things I should've said but never did

A poem that can be read from both perspectives: the person who had the affair and the person who was cheated on.

The midnight bus, Hindsight, makes one stop intermittently. The passenger never chooses when or where they depart, but they never come to the same place each time they arrive.