"I need holy water now" Happy reading.... "Abhi can't we walk? I want to enjoy the beauty of this village", I asked him with a pout on my lips. On cue Abhiman looked up at the sky to see if there's any chance of rain anytime soon and then gazed back at me. I know it's cloudy but I want to walk through the green fields. "Abhiman don't worry there is a car already ready for you at the temple. Your uncle had an idea about the weather so he arranged it beforehand.", Hari aunty said, solving our problem without even uttering. "What if we get drenched in the middle of our journey?", he asked me. "Oh right I forgot about it", I said looking down sadly. "I have a solution for it also.", Mom said, this time making me look at her, surprised. "What?" "Yes Mihra, I have already told Hari to pack spare clothes for you both so you can change if necessary when you reach the temple.", she smiled at me. I gave happy hugs to both of them ,"Thank you so much lovely ladies" "I think we should g
"We knotted in a holy bond together forever" Happy reading… The day before Mihra's birthday. Time is night 8 PM Mihra Kapoor p.o.v Feeling jittery all over Heart was on marathon Palms getting sweaty Feet trembling on the floor Because I AM GETTING MARRIED "Aww you look so pretty in this red silk saree", Nisha gushed as she knelt down before me, arranging the layers neatly one by one. Finally I am going to marry the man I destined, the man I wanted and the man I loved. I looked at myself in the mirror and wondered was she really me? My cheeks, hands and total body were glowing like a bright moon. "I completely look like a south indian bride. Don't I?", I mumbled under my lips, feeling astonished. The silk saree and traditional jewelry was so heavy that my knees almost buckled under their weight. But it all felt worth it as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. "Yes, this is our beautiful Mihra, see the color of love is clearly evident on your face", she said, poking
All rights reserved ⚠️ . Assalamualaikum doston ! Hola family ! I hope everyone is safe and fine. We are living in difficult crisis, this covid second wave is destroying our lives but still we are fighting against it. I hope you guys are taken vaccine alreay if not please register and take it as quickly as possible. It's only temporary solution we have right now and we shouldn't neglect our lives. Please stay safe guys. *This is my second book here, I hope you will love this too. "STILL WITH YOU". * English isn't my first language so please ignore any kind of grammatical mistakes and let me know when you spotted. * It's a short and sweet story. Story was setting in South Indian background. Telugu language might appear sometimes but i have written translation so no worries. *Contain mature content and swearing . *I am not a racist for sure and my book doesn't support anything of it . *All characters are just fictional and my imagination. *Last but not least Don't copy my st
“Remember that money can’t buy love" Happy reading...... Mihra Kapoor’s p.o.v “Mom I want to tell you something important. Can I? ", I lifted my eyes from my plate to her while placing the spoon aside it. I know my mom, she will never deny whatever I want but still today I was feeling tension. What her reaction would be at my decision. I think she will definitely accept it because for her my happiness comes first and other is rest. She loves me a lot, though she is single mother but never let me feel loss of my father around me. Dad passed away with heart attack when I was seven. Since then she takes responsibility of our lives. She never even think about her life, I asked her why she didn’t get married after dad death but she simply smiled and told me. 'He was my husband and will always be. There is no one can take his place in my life. It’s just because he isn’t with us, it doesn’t mean I will forget him or his love. My love for my husband is eternal, he gave the love which can
"Everything happens for a reason " Happy reading..... “Sirish do something as soon as possible because my mom is so adamant to throw me in the hell any second.", I said weakly. “Here is the only option Mihra, you have to go directly to him and tell him that you are not interested in this marriage. You will tell him , you love someone." “Will he leave me ?”, I asked him doubtfully. “Of course he must be Mihra because no man wants to share his life with a girl who is in love with another man. At least not him because as per your words he seems a good man, on top of that he is a village guy so he will understand you and respect your decision.", he sounded so confident. “Oh it’s so simple. Tomorrow I will go to his village and confront my decision.", I spoke feeling a little bit relax. “That’s a good Idea baby." , he sang. “I will talk to you tomorrow. Love you”, I said blowing a kiss on my phone though he couldn’t see me. “Love you too baby. Come fast we have our internship reme
"Don’t judge a book by its cover." Happy reading...... "Oh no Sherlock!" , I screamed loudly, squeezing my eyes shut and my feet rooted to the place. Rip Mihra ! Please bring orchids to my funeral okay ! Literally I was imagining burying myself under the six feet ground, it’s disturbed by a laughing sound. I opened my one eye slowly peeking outside and realised that I was alive. The buffalo was nowhere near my sight and was very grateful to my God for saving me. "Thank god.", I was taking heavy breaths trying to relax my shivering body with my eyes still shut. I could hear my thumping heart behind my chest. "Aap thik ho ? (Hey are you okay ?)", I heard a voice behind me and instantly my heart beat picked up at how soothing it was. It’s a male voice and surprisingly so manly. I calmed myself and swiveled around. I saw a six feet man standing a few steps away from me by dropping his hands either side of his hip. His face was covered with a red cotton cloth and I could see only hi
"Well not even a single person in this world is made to be perfect. Generally people make mistakes and they will realise it eventually." Happy reading… "Abhi", he said looking at me. "ABHI???", I repeated his words, confused. "ABHIMAN ???", I asked him, totally baffled. "No, I am just Abhi. By the way how do you know Abhiman ?", he asked me while retrieving his steps back to me. Oh I thought he was Abhiman ! Seriously Mihra, do you really think he will talk in English ? "Well I actually came here to meet him, I have something important to talk with him." "Oh, but he is out of the village on some important work for three days.", he almost reached me. What I noticed was, his strides were so long that he reached me so quickly. My eyes were observing his body every move, he had an amazing built, the way veins popped up on his hands when he fisted and freed them effortlessly was hot. My god I was sure it's a gym body. I could see his bulging biceps under his tight shirt. He was t
"Why does god have to be unfair with good human beings? Sometimes I don't understand his logic." Happy reading..... "How do you know ? I remember I didn't tell you I am from Mumbai yet.", I asked him doubtfully when he was about to step forward. He abruptly stopped with my voice and turned. "It's not a big deal Cara mia, I guessed it by your language slang.", he replied. "Oh! You are so intelligent Abhi, I am impressed.", I patted his shoulder appreciatively. "Come, I will help you to get the bus", he said whilst taking my bag to carry. "I have to wait for Abhiman, It's so important and urgent Abhi." "I told you he is out for three days, where will you stay until then ?" "I will stay in any nearby hotel." "There are no hotels nearby here, you have to travel long to get any hotel and I don't think you can adjust in this village, Cara. It's better you should return back to Mumbai and come when he is back" "I can't go back Abhi, it's very important like life and death matter."