KittyXCreations_

The Love Of Bygone Days
          	
          	The gajra for my hair, the sweetest gift he gave,
          	Wrapped in paper with a letter, simple yet brave.
          	A soft gesture of love, tender and true,
          	A bond so pure, like morning’s dew.
          	
          	He saved that gajra through the long, long day,
          	Seventeen hours just to make it my way.
          	His hands so gentle, with each strand they’d twine,
          	A moment so precious, like stars that align.
          	
          	A proper kiss was far from what we could claim,
          	In a time where holding hands was love's flame.
          	No need for words, just hearts beating fast,
          	In quiet moments, our love would last.
          	
          	We meet once a week, with no words to say,
          	Letters spoke volumes in a shy, sweet display.
          	As we said goodbye, a smile caught my eye,
          	The hand we held lingered, no need to ask why.
          	
          	
          	
          	"Love once lived in the quiet—woven into a gajra saved through the hours, whispered through ink-stained letters, and felt in the pause before letting go. No rush, no grand gestures, just a tenderness that time could never steal."
          	
          	
          	The Love Of Bygone Days
          	-- Kriti Mishra

KittyXCreations_

The Love Of Bygone Days
          
          The gajra for my hair, the sweetest gift he gave,
          Wrapped in paper with a letter, simple yet brave.
          A soft gesture of love, tender and true,
          A bond so pure, like morning’s dew.
          
          He saved that gajra through the long, long day,
          Seventeen hours just to make it my way.
          His hands so gentle, with each strand they’d twine,
          A moment so precious, like stars that align.
          
          A proper kiss was far from what we could claim,
          In a time where holding hands was love's flame.
          No need for words, just hearts beating fast,
          In quiet moments, our love would last.
          
          We meet once a week, with no words to say,
          Letters spoke volumes in a shy, sweet display.
          As we said goodbye, a smile caught my eye,
          The hand we held lingered, no need to ask why.
          
          
          
          "Love once lived in the quiet—woven into a gajra saved through the hours, whispered through ink-stained letters, and felt in the pause before letting go. No rush, no grand gestures, just a tenderness that time could never steal."
          
          
          The Love Of Bygone Days
          -- Kriti Mishra

AhujaDivya01

Sorry for posting my book suggestion here without your permission. But please give my book a try. 
          
          Happy Mahashivratri to all of you. 
          
          Hello dear beautiful people. So here is a book I'm suggesting you all. It's a book full of ups and downs, right and left but it has so much masala, Masti, love and hate. So give it a try. The new chapter is released also.
          
          TROPES:-
          
          Hate to Love
          
          Struggling Childhood
          
          Talented Girl
          
          Ruined Soul
          
          Broken Heart
          
          Craving for Love
          
          Change in Nature
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/358940433?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=AhujaDivya31

KittyXCreations_

I just watched Triggered Insaan roast on fan fictions . The second hand embarrassment I felt . 
          
          He called all the fan fiction writers "nibbi ". I totally enjoyed the vedio and can feel what he felt. 
          
          Watch the vedio if you haven't and someone who have already seen please leave your reviews

KittyXCreations_

Hey watties!!
          
          I am back . Like not with my stories but yours . As I said now I don't feel like writing preeran . But also now days I don't feel like writing anything . Maybe time issue because I don't usually get free time and writer's block . But yup I am back with my reading mode . Specially my fav stories you know who . 
          
          I am gonna stick with tere Ishq pe Jaan kurban . Gosh I have so many chapters to read . I am excited ! I am gonna read Mafia romance late night today . 
          
          Life updates ! 
          
          IMPORTANT
          
          It was just 3 months that I did my job . I left it two days back as I had my exams . It was a Lil hard for me to handle exams and job together so I left it for some months . My health is ohk now . I am mentally fine as it was just the office stress and too I made a male bestie in office later on . Not just a friend he feels like a brother . I kept me so happy throughout . Thanks to him ! 
          
          Gonna read TIPJK from tomorrow ❤️
          
          Byee 
          Kriti ❤️