Samaira stood frozen to the spot, the time had stopped ticking as an eerie silence enveloped her and the place where she stood. She could only hear the sounds of bird’s chirping over the trees in her huge garden, the trees were planted by her father Ram Khanna, when she was a small kid, her father made her sit next to him as he planted the saplings into earth, telling her why plants are important and why we should always give back to mother earth.Right now, as Samaira stood there cemented to the spot, in front of those same plants which were now big trees, her father lay on ground, in the lap of mother earth that he so loved to give back to, bit by bit, he lay there in front of her feet, giving himself up to the same mother earth, amidst a pool of blood that had splashed across her face and dressHe looked up at Samaira, his eyes held a tinge of pride

“Item Number,” Samaira looked at Gogo who was the director of this movie, Gogo used to be a struggling AD (asst. director) when her father had given him an opportunity of his lifetime by producing a movie which he directed, despite the fact that no one wanted to invest with him, her papa still did, the movie became a hit and he was established as a successful director. “Uncle Gogo, how..,” “Samaira, don’t call me uncle sweetheart, you can’t use this card of our relationship to get work right?” His tone was sweet and a smile played on his lips, yet there was an underlying meaning to his words Samaira was not surprised, nothing shocked her anymore, even her boyfriend Raul, whom she had dated for three years had been misbehaving with her lately She wondered if she should feel grateful that he didn’t break up with her yet despite doing well in movies, that’s a different story that he was given his first opportunity to lead in a movie by her papa on her insistence. She breathed in

As soon as Samaira knew that someone had come to save her, she felt slightly relaxed, before she could make sense out of anything her body was released from the grip of the four cuffs and was enveloped into a pair of strong arms, being wrapped in something warm she tried taking a look at her messiah by looking up but was instantly swept off her feet, she felt dizzy and her body suddenly began to feel hot, waves of weird feelings sparked through it“Mmm, Th..Thank..Mmmahh!,” her body wriggled in the man’s arms as she battled strong surge of unknown hysterics her body acted up with.Siddharth looked at her face which was flushed red, she looked sweet yet seductive, innocent yet alluring, her movements made him uncomfortable, he was after all a young virile 25 year old man “Noo, Oh God, please help, I’m

Samaira stepped out of the room she was in but suddenly stopped ‘What’s wrong with me, this man truly has the ability to unnerve me,’ she sighed as she turned back to head into the room, he was seated on the single chair, reading a news paper ‘Huuh!, how old fashioned,’ she thought, then immediately looked around the spacious room “Looking for this?”, his crisp voice boomed across the room She looked at her purse and phone in his hand “Erm.. yeah !,” she walked up to him and took it from his hands “Thank you again Mr. Kapoor,” He didn’t look up at her and she quickly left the room. Siddharth Kapoor’s house was a magn

Samaira stood frozen to the spot... She had never met him so many times in all the years when their families were close, as she has been meeting him off late.. twice in a day even He was dressed in a dark shine Saint Lauren leather biker jacket in a shirt collar pattern which he had teamed with a black jean and a white Versace T-shirt. The casual dressing only made him look more dashing and charming, there was a flutter amongst the hearts of all the women attending the party, all except maybe Samaira. She looked the other way as he walked in with cool style, he looked completely different from the past couple of times Samaira had seen him. Tonight he looked more stylish, a boyish appeal played on his face despite his serious poker face. The bodyguards followed him into the hall as he wa