Vidhir mga kuwento

'you see what you want to see. feel what you want to feel' He's misunderstood and broken. She's vengeful and outspoken. He is in love with a woman who contradicts everything he believes in. She is in love with a man who considers her to be a personified sin. He's Randhir. She's Vidushi. And this is NOT a love story. It is about the things they didn't tell you about love.

He was used to people leaving him. She was used to people hurting her. What they weren't used to was having some one stay and actually give a damn about them. My first and perhaps only Sandhir centric story. Advice on writing them is most welcome. Warning : this is Sadda haq reimagined. I own nothing. I am also a Vidarth fan so I won't tolerate bashing of those two. Consider them a side pairing. This fic is a Sandhir one, but I have tried to give equal importance to both Randhir and Sanyukta as individuals as well. This story has been discontinued and is only up because of the comments I want to cherish. I will not be writing anymore for this. Bashing me for doing so is just going to make you look bad. Thanks. -----