Toxic
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Last published Wed, May 29, 2013
Have you ever fallen? Fallen and caught by the ones you love? Almost like a cushin to break the fall; well for Alisha Sky, all she kept doing was falling. Falling, literally to her death. And no one realized the pain she went through to almost reaching that point of death. But that one ray of light would show her the way to survive, even if that meant she was falling with her; her name was Dana Veeran. Alisha didn't ask for the cushin but she got one anyways. And she learns, through the pain, the suffering, and the tourment could make something beautiful and strong, with some help. But will she stop herself before its' too late? If not Dana would fall to her death aswell.
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"Inaaya," he calls out, a certain urgency underlying in his tone. "Don't ever fall in love with me." She doesn't say as a moment passes between them and then, she snorts. "Haha.. itne bure din bhi nahi aaye hai mere. (I'm not yet having such bad days)." She mocks and laughs playfully. 🥀 Love, two syllables, four letters but carries with it the power to move worlds. The more you receive, the less it feels and even when you think you're better off without it, a part of you can't help but crave for it. Ayansh Mehra has craved for love throughout his life. The younger sibling, the second best, the awkward one in crowds, the shadow, the one who wants to prove himself but always falls short so when his brother asks something of him, he's quick to grab the opportunity. The task? Make Inaaya Rai fall in love with him and then break her heart. Inaaya Rai has a past, one she can't forget nor escape. It defines her, influences her decisions, makes her build a shell around herself. When she's forced to work with Ayansh Mehra for a month, she couldn't wait to get done with it because the last thing she wants is to be associated with the guy who had the audacity to propose her after an accidental meet. But destiny seemed to have other plans or were they really the plans of destiny or manipulation of it? After all, wasn't everything a lie?
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