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LOT Part 15-2
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Lack of Trust Part 16FlashbackKhanak’s POV I was pacing back and forth in my room fuming in anger.I was really feeling very angry and irritated that I couldn’t express in words.How could she do this to me and Danish when she knew very well how much we loved each other???What was her problem??? Why did she hate me so much because as far back as I could remember she was always hostile and rude to me???She always tried to show me low and behaved rudely with me. Infact, she talked politely with everyone but when it came to me, nothing came out of her mouth except harsh words as if poison had dissolved in her mouth. Still, I had ignored all this but what she was doing now I could never let that happen.Danish is mine and will always be mine, no compromise on it.She was looking matches for my Danish which I never could tolerate but I still kept silent because of Danish but this time she crossed the limit, she called her friend's daughter to live with them so that she could bring tha
Lack of Trust LOT Part 17
Lack of Trust Part 17Flashback continued………..Nayan was standing near the car with the driver and waiting for Danish to come out of the hotel who stayed behind to talk to a friend whom he coincidentally met him here.They came here for the meeting which ended 20 minutes ago.Nayan was scrawling something on his phone when someone tapped him from behind heightening his alert mode and he turned around slowly to find a grinning Khanak in front of him which made him relaxed but an irritated look marred on his face instantly when he saw her face grinning more than necessary.“She is hell danger” his mind alerted him.alert mode on"What are you doing here??" He asked her looking at her sceptically with knitting his eyebrow at her who playfully wiggled her eyebrows and told him clapping her hands like an over enthusiastic kid "I came here to kidnap your boss and you are going to help me in that to stop the bodyguards following your boss as his tail."His gasped at her demand and looked at
Lack of Trust LOT Part 18
Lack of Trust Part 18Please vote Pragati was in the kitchen, preparing something to eat for herself as it was lunch time and she was alone at home at this time.She cooked food for herself and brought it to the dining table but before she could sit down the doorbell rang stopping her. She looked at the clock on the wall which was showing three in the afternoon.“Who could it be at this time?? Di is at the NGO at this time and no one didn't even inform me that he/she is coming” she asked herself as she had no idea who was at the door. It has been more than two months that she has been staying here with Khanak but she had not seen any guest except the Ahuja family, but if it had been so, Khanak would have definitely informed her.Doorbell rang again breaking her chain of thoughts and she thought of checking who was there as she walked to the door.She tried to peek out of the keyhole of the door but she couldn't see anything except someone's shirt because whoever was on the other side
Lack of Trust LOT Part 1-1
Lack of Trust Part 1-1 I was standing in front of a huge metal double door. Two men were standing on either side of the door with a rifle in their hands. I looked around to see. Today I was standing again where I stood seven years ago. Seven years Big period of my life Seven years ago, I was looking at this place in fear and today for me this was the place where I had spent seven years of my life which stole a lot from me and taught me a lot that we had to fight our own battles. No one will come to help us. A person came to this world alone and also left alone, just coming to this world full of illusions, we got misunderstanding that we were not alone when no one was with us. This place taught me that life was not fairy-tale rather it was a battlefield where people needed only one chance to defeat you, to crash you under their feet mercilessly. This place was proof of my tears, sorrow, pain and regret of trusting the wrong person. Trust Trust which in itself was a guarante
Lack of Trust LOT Part 1-2
Lack of Trust Part 1-2Continued…."Thank god you saved me. We're really tired. I think we should rest first then we'll introduce each other." Atul bro said side hugging that lady who patted his arm in return."You're right. you both must be tired." Anita Aunty said to me. We all come inside the house. She took me to a room and exclaimed showing me around "From today onwards this is your room. I myself have decorated it for you specially."I looked at this woman with respect who was doing so much for me even though I had no relation with her. I thought that everyone in the world did something only for their own sake. Not only Anita Aunty but her family was also very good. Even after knowing everything about me, they all accepted me with open arms. I had not talked to all of them but the happiness in their eyes after seeing me told me that they were all good people, otherwise no one was so happy to see a person jail who had spent her 7 years in jail."Till I send you something to eat,
Lack of Trust LOT Part 2-1
Lack of Trust Part 2-1(Danish Raghwan)A man was standing in front of glass big wall staring at a beautiful 24/7 awake city of New York deeply lost in his thoughts.There was no expression on his face but his aura was screaming danger and power. His one hand on wall and other hand in his pants pocket.He didn’t want to think about her but still she was the only one in all his thoughts.He asked himself only one question every time why was she still in his thoughts even after seven years when she shouldn't be?? Why he couldn't get her out of his mind and heart despite his best efforts???The one who was the cause of his pain but why did his stubborn heart still yearn for a glimpse of her??He cursed himself for letting her rule his heart and mind when she was not even physically with him. He cursed himself for loving her so much that in seven years without her, his heart was still restless.He thought every moment that where his love was lacking, what she did that pushed them away fr
Lack of Trust LOT Part 2-2
Lack of Trust Part 2-2Continued….Danish and Nayan left alone in meeting room.Nayan looked at his boss but there was no sign of happiness on his boss's face even after a big deal. Many big shots were trying for this deal but he beat them and made it in his favour but he was not happy. If there was someone else in his place, he would have opened a champagne bottle to celebrate his victory but here his boss was sitting like it was not a big deal.Nayan really felt bad for his Boss. Looking at him, it seemed as if he had forgotten to feel the emotion of humans. He was not like that before.He had not seen his boss showing any emotion in the last 7 years. There was no emotion on his boss's face except anger. His eyes lost his shine now they became cold like ice.No one could deny the fact that He was good boss to his employees. He respected their work and helped them in their difficult time but he didn't tolerate a little mistake. You made a single mistake and you will see the real dev
Lack of Trust LOT Part 3-1
Lack of Trust Part 3-1(New Identity of Khanak)2 years laterKhanak POVI swear I will not leave whoever disturbed my sleep. I was working till late last night so I slept early in the morning. Now the enemy of my sleep was not letting me sleep by banging on my door like he was wrestling with it.“Uff...... please let me sleep for sometimes.” I groaned in frustration while walking towards the door. I'm damm sure who he was because only he could do this. He was Ashish bhai (Bro).Yea bhai (bro), I tried to push him a lot in these two years but he never stopped ranting that I am your elder brother and pestering me and finally I accepted my defeat in front of his stubbornness."Open the damm door you lazy woman" Ashish bro shouted from outside still banging on the door and I just shook my head at his impatience. I wonder how his poor wife will bear him because for women five minutes was equal to at least half an hour but this man did not have patience even for five minutes.In these tw
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