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My Love Home?
AUTHOR'S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The city was drenching in rain.Roads were jammed with vehicles. He watched as people were rushing to get back to their respective homes.Home? Something he never knew existed.That orphan age, where he grew up, was that home? Probably not. He never felt safe there, he never had someone to share his happiness, sadness or any feeling with. He never felt the care one feels at home.The orphan age was merely a shelter for him. A rented room where he spent the eighteen years of his life.A tired sigh escaped his lips as he took a drag of his cigarette letting the smoke burn his chest. That shit hurt the first few times he tried smoking but now he has gotten habituated of it. Habit. One thing which can either destroy a person or build a person. He had so many habits. Bad ones to be precise.Smoking, drinking, cursing, breaking things in anger and the list goes on. A girl came in his life and slowly became his habit. A good kind of habit. A habit which used to br
My Love Guilt
AUTHOR'S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~An old man and a young girl behind him shuddered at the shattering noise. Their heads were hanging low while sweat was dripping down their forehead."WHAT THE HECK IS THIS?" Arjun shouted throwing the file on the man's face.He didn't even consider his age before doing this.The man was in his late sixties and was shivering visibly because of obvious reasons. "And you...you will not get your salary for the next two months" the girl gasped with teary eyes at his declaration."Y-you ca-an't do this t-to me. I have worked hard for this project" she cried as her tone got a bit louder.Arjun raised his one eyebrow at her outburst. She dared to raise her voice at him. A mere employee was going against his decision."Really? Then why can't I see the results?" He questioned in a mocking tone.The girl opened her mouth to say something but he beat her to it before she could utter even a word."You are fired, Ms. Whatever you are" he gritted eyeing her with utter di
My Love Bad memories
AUTHOR'S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Saanvi's fingers were itching to dial that number. She was contemplating whether she should do it or not. Her one decision can change her life either for good or for worse.One thing is sure. She cannot live like this.Is this even a life?What kind of a life is this? An animal lives a better life than her. She wants to tell everything to Isha. Isha has told her to tell her or share with her if anything bothers her.She seemed genuine while saying so.Plus, she is a woman herself. She will understand her, right?Advik is also a nice guy and Saanvi really liked him but will he go against his dear friend just for a mere outsider?Will Isha go against her brother?Saanvi was feeling helpless when these questions raised in her mind. What about her mother?But will she be happy knowing her daughter's condition?Saanvi shut her eyes as angry tears rolled down her cheeks.Papa, you must be feeling ashamed of me.I didn't fight. She thought looking at the sky th
My Love A new life
AUTHOR'S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"You are not taking good care of her. She is very weak" the lady doctor deliberately blamed him as she already knew how brutal he is towards his own wife.Arjun was running out of words. He didn't want to defend himself and why would he? Indeed, he is at fault."I have given her the sedative but please be careful. She needs to rest as much as possible...especially in this situation" Arjun frowned at her words."Wh-hich situation?" he asked clearing his throat.The lady briefly glanced at the poor woman lying lifelessly on the lavish bed. She felt pity for her but she couldn't hide the truth. "She is pregnant" the doctor said making Arjun's heart skip a beat.A wave of happiness washed over him. His heart was pounding in ecstasy. Tears pooled in his eyes and a smile appeared on his lips."Please take good care of her, Mr. Khanna. She is your wife and the life growing inside her is your blood. Don't harm them" the lady said without any hesitation.At that m
My Love Hatred
AUTHOR'S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Her eyes watered as soon she saw her mother's dull face. She took less than a second before throwing herself in her mother's embrace. Tears started streaming like a waterfall, down her cheeks.She didn't care if she was squeezing the life out of her mother's body. Her hold was tight because she was afraid to let her go. "Areyyy main thik hun" Namisha said chuckling softly. (I am fine)Her wrinkled hand started caressing her daughter's hair. Saanvi let out a relieved sigh on feeling her mother's warm touch. "I..I go-ot scar-red" she stuttered after showering her mother's face with kisses.Last evening, she got a call from her neighbour who informed her about Namisha. She was watering the plants in the garden when she fell on the ground. By god grace, the man who was passing by and is their neighbour saw her and immediately called Saanvi.Though, Saanvi doesn't pick up calls from unknown numbers or do so very very rarely but this time she did and she is th
My Love Reason of her fear
AUTHOR'S POV ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Saanvi looked towards the direction hearing the footsteps. Her fingers froze as she was peeling the peas.A bitter feeling surged through her veins. A daughter always wishes to have a husband who cares for her like her father does. She always tries to find her first love and her superhero, in her life partner.But in Saanvi's case, it was different.Neither did she feel emotional nor did her heart fill with warmth after seeing her husband clad in her father's shirt and pant.She shut her eyes tightly and clenched her fists under the table. She wanted to slap him hard for daring to touch her father's clothes. But then, it was her own mother who gave him the clothes.A sniffling sound reached her ear and she turned to her left. She found her mother wiping her tears.Namisha got emotional on seeing her son in law in her husband's clothes. It was an obvious and expected reaction from her side but Saanvi felt anger towards her mother as well. "Sit" Namisha g
My Love Child
WRITER'S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~Her mouth watered and stomach grumbled when the smell of Paneer Tikka filled her nostrils."Enjoy" Vrinda said keeping a plate filled with Paneer and Rotis in front of her.Saanvi didn't wait and attacked the delicious hot meal. A moan left her mouth when she took the first morsel. The paneer was not too spicy or sober. Just according to her taste."It's not good for you and the baby to eat too much spice. Hope you liked this" Vrinda asked nervously to which Saanvi gave her a wide grin."This is delicious. Best." She said in a muffled voice giving her a thumbs up.Her whole focus was on the food.Vrinda smiled and caressed her hair. She is grateful that she is getting to feel all these emotions. She doesn't have a daughter or a son and she always felt this void inside her.But Saanvi filled the void and gave her the chance to become a mother and take care of her daughter and her grandchild.She couldn't ask for more."Ummm...dessert?" Saanvi asked licking he
My Love Playing with fire
WRITER'S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~She slugged down a big class of cold water as few drops slid down the corner of her lips. A sense of relief knocked her senses making her heave a long sigh of relief.She looked down at her clammy and shivering hands. The coldness of her skin was matching that of an ice cube. Her heart was beating loudly and wildly.Living all those memories again was not pleasant at all. The images of those days and nights were vividly reminding her of the torture she has suffered.Unshed tears were threatening to fall anytime down her eyes. But she controlled them. She just had a breakdown and it was enough to make her feel a bit better.She held her bump and carefully sat on the chair. The cool and soothing breeze caressed her face, making the sweat vanish from her forehead and the skin between her nose and her upper lip."It's fine. You have done the right thing" she assured herself while squeezing her palms together.After two minutes or so, she finally gathered herself
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