Resurgence
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Mard aksar mohabbat aur izzat ke beech ke khaleej ko samajh nahi paate. Mohobbat to alfaazon ka sahara lekar bhi ki jaa sakti hai. Lekin, izzat sirf di jaa thi hai. Izaat, aurat ki aankhon main wo keemti zewar hai jo diamond aur sone ki bhi chamak ko pheeka karde.
Men often do not understand the firth between love and respect. Love may be sustained by words' aid. But, respect can only be given. Respect, in a woman's eyes is that inestimable jewel which leaves the shine of the diamond and gold to wither away.
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"Shedding tears won't make you less of a man, at least not for me," Suman whispered.
Shravan looked up from the space in the seam of both his palms and smiled between tears, so tenderly, so softly, that it broke her heart.
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LOVE'S RESILIENCE
"What do you all want me to do now? Forget everything just like that and act like I am totally fine!" shouted Drithi. Everyone can sense the anger radiating through her, the ever-calm eyes have turned bloodshot, and she is literally shaking unable to control her anger anymore. Darsh grabbed my hand, taking me towards Drithi and angrily shouted on her, "Just come to your senses Dri! You are always adamantly trying to think from your point alone. Just look at him in the eyes, put yourself in his shoes and think for once. Tell me you don't love him anymore! How much was he hurt by doing all this, how much he loves you that he was ready to lose you and how much he loves you that he crossed every hurdle to return to you? He was scared every moment that you will be hurt, he lived these two years, worried that he will see pity in your eyes if you come to know of what happened Dri. The last thing he wants in his life is to see pity in your eyes for him. Why don't you understand that?" She looked at Darsh in fury, holding his collar with her trembling hands and shouted, "If he really loved me, he should have shown a little trust in me bhaiya. If he really loved me like you say, he would have known that it isn't pity that will reflect in my eyes on knowing the truth, but it would have been my love for him, in my eyes. He would have known if he truly loved me, that I wouldn't be hurt but be his biggest strength and support him every moment in these two years. Neither can anyone change what he did then, nor can any of you change what I went through!"Complete
Living hell
" You are really beautiful Nivi...... oh I am sorry Actually it slipped out accidentally. I heard your mom addressing you as Nivi that's why " when this man sitting in front of me who is handsome and damn hot addressed me as Nivi all those hatred with which I came to meet him blown away. My eyes becomes soft and wet. I quickly put my head down and looked at floor to hide those stupid tears. Siddarth Singh Khurana, most prominent business tycoon of South Asia.Current head of Khurana's business empire. Most eligible bachelor, youngest and successful business man. " I think I can't even imagine any other girl beside me as my bride other than you " his deep husky voice made a tingling sensation all over my body. why this is happening to me? I came to say a no for this marriage whoever he is. I stopped dreaming about my future then why I am having second thoughts now. He remembers me of a person whom I really miss. The way he called my name as Nivi was enough for me to break that stone wall inside my heart. " Nivedita look at me once." I slowly raised my head and met his dark eyeballs. " I promise you I won't let you regret this marriage. I will give all happiness for you. At first it was just a business marriage for me but after meeting you I got admired by your simplicity. please say yes" he looked at me with those hopeful eyes. I didn't say anything but I nod my head as yes and he was overwhelmed by my yes. " Thank you, thank you so much " he held my both hands and said. ................ This was the last happiest conversation I remember which I has with my so called husband who is now laying on his bed and beating out of shit from me. I regret that each and every moment when I agreed for this marriage. I can't even cry loudly to forget this immense pain all over my body because if he heard my sound he might kill me and I can't die like at any cost. I need to survive and I don't know like what I did to this family they are treating me like a shit.Complete
Tainting The Void Canvas
What's life, nothing but a void canvas which we have to fill with numerous hues. And once in a while we come across people who will taint the void canvas with hues of love and happiness. //Kon kehta hai ishq ek baar hoti hai Ishq hai jab tak tabah na kare poori tarah tab tak hoti hai.// (Who says love can happen only once. It's Love after all, until it has taken all of you It will happen till then) .Zain Amir. The one who lost parents at a very young age. He was just twenty years old when he joined business, managing studies and taking care of his Seher Aapi, who means the world to him. The pain of losing his love even before it started made him decide never to fall for anyone. But destiny have their own plans. Shifting to a new place away from everyone just to start a new life again. // Usse umeed thi Jeene ki phirse// (He hopes to live again) .Amaya Kareem. A girl who wants to live every single moment of life. Broken but beautiful is what she is. She is broken but her have the courage to stand again, live again and maybe fall in love again. For her the sky is the limit. //Kal pe sawal hai jeena filhal hai// (Live in the present, tomorrow is still a question) (You are suggested to read INTEZAAR book one first for better understanding & A GLITCH IN THE CANVAS for more) Editor: @hudafatima_12Complete
《~FATED JOURNEY~》
"I will never let you control me, you only want money. I'll give you as much as you want but just don't show your face to me." he said looking at me without any emotions. I looked at him confusingly and was about to say when he stopped me saying "I will give you divorce after next month. This will be a gift from me to you Sachi Kashyap for our 6th month anniversary." -------------------------------------------------------------------------- In a way you fixed me but somehow you also broke me. I wish I could hurt you the way you hurt me. But I know that if I had the chance, I wouldn't do it. May be she needed someone to show her how to bloom and he needed someone to show him how to love A good loyal woman is one of the greatest thing a man can have in his life. But it takes a Man to realise that. All she wanted was for his name to be written in her destiny. A journey which is destined to converge them but he doesn't even know. What's meant to be will always find a way. Will he understand her feeling? Will he ever fall in love with her? Will she ever tell about her crush to him? Let's see... (All the images used are not created by my own, they are taken from google and pinterest. Their copyrights are to the rightful owners.)Complete
HUMSAFAR (COMPLETED)
Every individual requires a companion "HUMSAFAR" life partner to live happily ever after but not every relationship or marriages are successful. Few only consist of hardships, trails, hurdles meaningless hopes and compromises with a misconception that it might work out someday although it's clearly visible has no future yet we tend to fight instead of getting rid moving ahead because end of the day one doesn't want to live under regrets of not giving their best similarly a very pretty rich 25 year old girl shehnaaz is forcefully married to a playboy as a business deal signed by her cruel father ... He dragged her to hell where she is being tortured day and night nothing but an abusive relationship until one day comes across a handsome, charming and hot 30 year old man sidharth shukla ... Both of them instantly connected formed a beautiful bond and madly fall in love with eachother !! Is it a sin for a married women to feel attracted towards a stranger ? Will sidharth provide her the love she always deserved yet never received from her father and namesake husband ? Get into this rollarcoster ride where you will witness our sidnaaz fighting the world together becoming inseparable souls ❤️ Book cover :- @Lost_Soul_SD Plot:- @kiankattie Publishing date:- 13 January 2021 Completion date:- 30 march 2021 Highly mature content !! All copyright reservedComplete
TEJNA
"Ouchh," I cried trying to balance. I looked up at him with soft eyes, flushed cheeks. He looked into my eyes with his knitted ones. His hair lying over his sweaty forehead. I never presumed to glimpse him this close. His photographs conveyed his good looks but his dominating aura was hard to handle. I was feeling scared to even breathe in his arms. Bringing his fingers to my face he gently pushed hair strands behind my ear. I lowered my eyes feeling extremely shy. "Sambhal kar chaliye zara, har waqt bahein nahi hongi hamari sambhalne ko," he said in a scratchy tone. There was a hint of taunt present. I knitted my brows to his words and quickly matched his aura. "Hume chahiye bhi nahi," I said glaring at him. He shot his eyebrows a little and I pushed him to leave angrily. Turning around I stepped up on another dumbbell and slipped over it again. I threw my hands in the air for support and once again found him snaking my waist and pulling my back closer to his chest. "Are you sure," he asked over my ears. I angrily looked back at him, found him smirking. "Baahon mein girte girte, mohabbat me mat giriyega hamare," he whispered looking into my eyes. "Kabhi nahi," I replied and left. I royally ignored his taunt only to end up marrying him. Day by day my feelings for him grew stronger though finding happiness was becoming a risky game. But I was heartbroken upon discovering that he only married me out of pity and loved someone else who he was to marry. Not having parents from young age now made me helpless. It felt good to leave home where my family cared for me all these years, after my parents. I did not want to go back and be a burden again. But living this life with him didn't seem fruitful either. This is love story of Tejas Pratap Rathore and Sunaina Maan Singh. Storyline takes place in the early years of 21st century (2001). A beloved saga tying them together in love and commitment whilst they dwell over misunderstandings and growing feelings.
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Deewana Dil
Some love stories don't start with butterflies. They start with silence. With bruises hidden under full sleeves. With eyes that don't sparkle like they used to. Shrishti used to be the brightest spark in the room. She was laughter in hallways, wit in classrooms, fire in debates. She was the girl who wore yellow just because it made her feel like sunshine. But now, she flinched at loud voices. Apologized too quickly. Avoided mirrors. And no one noticed. Except Rohan. He had known her since they were five. She was the first person to teach him how to cheat at board games, the one who used to braid his hair in two messy plaits just to annoy him, the one who cried with him when his dog died in the third grade. Now, in their eleventh year, everything had changed. His father was gone. His mother depended on him for everything. His shoulders ached under the weight of responsibility no teenager should bear. And the girl he loved was quietly being destroyed by someone who claimed to love her. He watched her fade. Day by day. Smile by broken smile. And he stayed quiet. Because she was in a relationship. Because he didn't want to be the boy who ruined things. But watching her pretend, watching her hurt, watching her lie to the world and to herself-it burned. And maybe... it was time. Time to step in. Time to remind her who she used to be. Time to show her that love wasn't supposed to break you. It was supposed to heal you.Complete
His Soul✔️
On the wet sand beside the seashore, the strong, tall man was laying with a cigarette in his hand. His bike parked a few feet away from him. The environment there was serene and noiseless as no one was allowed then on the beach that he owned. It was not a big deal for a billionaire like him. He had a lot more than that. Wealth, power, the respect he had all of them but lacked the most important thing that couldn't be bought with money. He lacked inner peace. He inhaled the vinous smoke as the corner of his lips twitched in a sad smile. His eyes deceived him being moist and a lone tear slipped down his face on the sand. The sand sucked the water as soon as it fell on it, and he wondered if his pain disappeared in thin air like that. He breathed out a puff of smoke through his nose and mouth. Looking up at the sky with the sad smile plastered on his face he spoke up, "Why so hatred for me, ya Rab?" Miles away from him the girl with a cuddling baby in her arms uttered looking up at the sky, "I express my deep gratitude to You for sending this angel to me, Ya Rab."Complete
Gereksiz İntikam
Shoaib When I saw her in bridal attire, crying helplessly and miserable, I didn't think twice to play the hero in her life. But you know when things go wrong? Exactly when Abraham bhai decides to remarry us. I hate her to the core because her brother took a piece of my heart by manipulating her. Now, even I don't know what I will do with this unwanted girl waiting for me, all dolled up as my bride because I already tainted her innocence in most unforgivable way , zina i can named it. ( Zina= committing adultery without nikah) Taniya I was devastated after Navruz's death; my heart bled knowing he was just using me and would sell me to other men. So when Shoaib gave me his shoulder to cry on, I didn't think twice before leaning my head. Unknown to the fact that he is my biggest nightmare, all dressed like a daydream *** "Don't worry, I will abort this baby of yours," she said emotionlessly. "I also want her to abort this filth, but I don't know why my heart aches by hearing her words." "She is a woman, right? And a woman has the purest and softest heart. How could she be talking about aborting my child without any remorse and pain?" "My child," bitterness filled my tongue just with his mere thought. "Why would you abort my child?" I asked out of nowhere. Unwanted emotions are taking place in my heart. "Because your child will always remind me of your injustice to me," she said, trying to be strong. Bitter memories engulf my mind. "What if I didn't allow you to abort?" I asked, controlling my rage. "Then give me a divorce after I give birth to your child," she said confidently. Her confidence is making me furious. I fisted her hair in a tight grip, making her yelp in pain. Today she will witness the darkest side of me After all, I married her to take my revengeComplete
"What do you all want me to do now? Forget everything just like that and act like I am totally fine!" shouted Drithi. Everyone can sense the anger radiating through her, the ever-calm eyes have turned bloodshot, and she is literally shaking unable to control her anger anymore. Darsh grabbed my hand, taking me towards Drithi and angrily shouted on her, "Just come to your senses Dri! You are always adamantly trying to think from your point alone. Just look at him in the eyes, put yourself in his shoes and think for once. Tell me you don't love him anymore! How much was he hurt by doing all this, how much he loves you that he was ready to lose you and how much he loves you that he crossed every hurdle to return to you? He was scared every moment that you will be hurt, he lived these two years, worried that he will see pity in your eyes if you come to know of what happened Dri. The last thing he wants in his life is to see pity in your eyes for him. Why don't you understand that?" She looked at Darsh in fury, holding his collar with her trembling hands and shouted, "If he really loved me, he should have shown a little trust in me bhaiya. If he really loved me like you say, he would have known that it isn't pity that will reflect in my eyes on knowing the truth, but it would have been my love for him, in my eyes. He would have known if he truly loved me, that I wouldn't be hurt but be his biggest strength and support him every moment in these two years. Neither can anyone change what he did then, nor can any of you change what I went through!"
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