Amrutha Parinayam

Amrutha Parinayam

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We all go through this phase in our life . The phase of college , the place where we find ourselves . This is the story of Amrutha, the simple and traditional girl from Vizag on the coast of Andhra Pradesh, looking for a way to shape her future and pave her way . But then her plans get disturbed by one person , Abhiram . Where did it all start you ask ? It was the 1st of June , the first day of college . That was the day I saw him , he was helping a kid and I loved his character. I tried to see his face but no luck . I thought it was the best day . Then came Abhiram my senior, to spoil my mood. Warning- this book is written in Telegu. Its not the purest so pls pardon me. Thanking my friend who helped me writing this book. credits to rj230906 Slow Updates!
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In silence, one blossomed in hatred, the other in love. *** "Kadavule, please take care of my Anni (sister-in-law) from this buffalo," Kathir teases, making a big show of his worry. I laugh and slap him lightly on the back. "Stop being dramatic. I'll see you on campus." "Look there," Kathir points to a patch of paddy fields along the road. I see her. Nandhini. She's walking along a narrow path between the fields, almost to the road. "I'm going." I jump off the bike, my heart racing. Just to get closer to her. Kathir zooms off, leaving me behind. Nandhini's already reached the road and is walking toward the bus stop. I keep a careful distance, only about ten feet behind her. Her long braid sways with each step, adorned with jasmine flowers. The way her hair moves, the way she walks-it's beautiful. I love everything about her. But I know I need to control my feelings. I'll wait until she's comfortable with me before I show her how I feel. I know she's aware of me following her. I can see the stiffness in her shoulders as she quickens her pace. She glances back at me. I smile and wink. She huffs and pouts, annoyed. Cute. I laugh, shaking my head. I love teasing her. *** Bear with the first few chapters. Afterward, it starts getting better. A 90s Sweet Village Romance♡♡♡ This story is fictional. All rights reserved. Story Rankings: #2 #shy #5 #traditional #23 #southindian #20 #secretlove #18 #indianstory #8 #strongheroine #15 #wattyawards #42 #90s Cover photo @pininterest.

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