Relatos de mi cabeza
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Aquí en esta historia habrán relatos randoms sacado de una madrugada en mi cabeza, la historia no tendrá fin hasta que el autor muera o decida abandonar esta creación.
De seguro tendrás muchos sentimientos encontrados con esta obra, las cosas probablemente no cuadrarán de un capitulo a otro por que la coherencia de esta historia permanecerá circunscrita a un único capitulo.
No hay personajes principales, pues es un compendio que sale de mi cabeza, bendiciones a quienes quieran darse un elegante viaje por cosas que la mente autogenera mientras estamos dormidos.
Los tiempos en que se desarrollan la historia, también están ligados a un único capitulo a menos a que a lo largo de ellos se indique lo contrario.
También dejaré activa la clasificación madura para evitar problemas con algunos relatos que pueda llegar a escribir en algún momento.
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"Sshhhhh....." he hushed and pinned us against the wall leaving no space between us. I held onto his biceps with my hand in reflex. He shook his head lightly signalling me not to scream. But did not remove his palm, awaiting confirmation I guessed. I nodded a little locking eyes with him fearfully. I witnessed a glimmer in his eyes and he removed his palm from my mouth slowly. I mustered up a little strength and asked nervously. "Kon hai aap aur yahan kya kar rhe hain," His eyes softened, looking deep into my eyes as if he could see through them as if he owned them. A strong wind surfaced, pulling away the fabric and revealing his face. It was him. My heartbeats raced wildly. He flickered his gaze to my lips for a few seconds, licked his lower lip a little with an unreadable emotion and peered back deeply into my eyes, delving into my soul. He replied in the raw, masculine and resonating voice I had heard months before. "Daksh naam hai hamara. Vivaah karne aaye hai aapse," *** I could not believe my eyes that he was standing right in front of me. The day I walked away from him, with a swarm of butterflies in the depths of my guts and belly, I never considered the possibility of crossing our paths again. I never thought we would get another chance in this life. Was it a wise decision of me to run away back then like that? The moments we shared back then flashed back into my memory. I started wondering if this was a coincidence or if he purposely located me. *** This is the love story of Daksh Pratap Rathore and Radhika Maan Singh. Storyline occurs in early years of 21st century(2001). A love saga bridging the gap between a city-born man and a village-raised girl. They are soulmates longing for love and solace from each other in different parameters. Let us dive into their journey of togetherness, and internal conflicts and see if and how they find solace with each other. First 2 chapters can be descriptive but I'm sure you'll like the story further.
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