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Koi Fariyaad

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Vedanth Avinash Tiwari or as she knew him, Ved, was the epitome of success--both by professional standards but also by the myopic laws that governed South Asian society's fickle opinion of a person. And by no means was either perception a happy accident. But a man, with seemingly nothing left to want, at his core only had unfulfillment & longing to offer to himself. A broken soul, devoid of life's one essential happiness. Love. And most of it, like everything else in his life, was his own doing. * Love used to make Bhumi's world go round. It was the only thing that could provide her some respite from the restlessness within her. However that was seven years ago, before Bhumika Shekhar Mistry woke up from her daydream. Having exiled (read: freed) herself from the shackles of "polite" Indian society years ago, she's worked tirelessly to make a name for herself in world she built on her own terms. And this world would revolve around her, only her.
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༺𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 "𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐝" 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔༻ ༄⬤◉༄ "Verdant, leave me! What am I to you? A possession? An obsession? Leave me right now!" I yelled, trying to knock some sense into him. He slowly brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, making me feel things I didn't want to. His hand grazed my waist, the warmth of his touch brushing against my bare skin, as my top lifted slightly due to the position he held me in. He touched his forehead to mine, closing his eyes as I did, the intimacy of the moment wrapping around us. "You're my first and last love, darling. You're not just the water I need, you're the oxygen I struggle to breathe. You're my best, my worst, my life, my world. You're mine." At the last words, he placed a gentle kiss on my forehead. The soft touch calmed my muscles, but my mind was still a battlefield. Two months before my marriage, Jai used to write poetry, say sweet things, and do all these little romantic dramas. All men are manipulators. I know Vedant isn't, but I can't trust anyone right now. I wanted to push him away. "You really think you can manipulate me with sweet words? You're a manipulator, aren't you? At the end of the day, you're forcing me to choose you. And what's worst about men is that you only think about yourselves. You want me, but what about me? You never prioritise me!"

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