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Drumul Umbrei

Drumul Umbrei

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, May 24, 2016
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Eu si prietenii mei ne am dus la un gratar in padure. Dupa ce am petrecut o zi de distracti si amuzament ne am montat corturile si am facut un foc de tabara. Am stins focul si ne am bagat la culcare, dar era o problema pt ca eu nu puteam sa adorm, iar dupa o ora in care m am foit am plecat la miezul noptii sa ma plimb prin padure. In momentul acela padurea prinse o latura intunecata si infricosatoare, iar un fior imi trecu prin vene. Ma uitam la copacii batrani care gemeau de durere de parca inccercau sa mi spuna ceva.Pe cat inaintam mai mult in padure pe atat imi batea inima din ce in ce mai tare. Mi am adus aminte ca inainte de a pleca am luat o lanterna cu mn. Am luat lanterna din ruxac si cand am aprinso o umbra neagra a trecut prin fata ochilor mei. Am facut 2 pasi in spate si m am ciocnit de un copac, cand m am intors si am vazut un semn scris cu o drara de sange. Am urmat dara de sange pana la o funie in care era p va urma...
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Arrey suno, suno! Let me introduce myself properly-naam hai Rooh Manra. Free-spirited artist by profession, total nautanki by nature, and a dancer at heart. I live in the heart of London with my maha strict but secretly softie older brother, Dil Manra. Life's been good, masti and all, except for one chhoti si dikkat-six years ago, I lost my memories. Poof! Gone. Mera pura past, wiped out like a blackboard before a new lesson. Now, I should have been all dard bhari kahani about it, but life moves on, na? So, I made peace with it. Or so I thought. Because then, India happened. The minute I set foot here something ajeeb started happening. Places looked jaane pehchaane, strangers felt like long-lost rishtedaar, and I started getting woh filmy déjà vu waali feeling-like my past was hiding in plain sight, just waiting to say, "Surprise, Rooh!" I mean, imagine eating at a random street stall and suddenly feeling like you've been there before? Or looking at a complete ajnabi and feeling your heart say, "Arey, tu mujhe jaanta hai na?" Bas, aise hi chal raha hai mera scene. And as if that drama wasn't enough, my bhai jaan-aka Dil the CEO Manra-thinks main mast life enjoy kar rahi hoon in London, but the truth? Main ek secret mission pe hoon in India. And agar Dil ko pata chal gaya, toh bas, Ramayan Mahabharat dono ek saath shuru ho jayenge! But wait, Dil bhi ek bada raaz chhupa raha hai mujhse. Matlab, double suspense, double dhamaka! So, the million-dollar question is: Will I finally unlock the past that's been taunting me? Or will I get tangled in this web of lost memories and hidden secrets? And most importantly-when all this comes crashing down, will my bhai-behen ki jodi survive, or will our bond break forever? Bas, ab toh dhol baj chuka hai. Dekhna hai yeh kahani mujhe kahaan le jaati hai! Ready for the ride? Toh chalo, shuru karein!

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