All Chapters of Conceit & Kindness : Chapter 31 - Chapter 39

In the chaos, she finds herself --------------------------------++-+-------------++Sometimes, it is hard to even think that what is on screen is not believable. everything looks so suspicious here, but that's what it is about. I also saw Mom and Dad arrive when Tamanna tried hard to fit in. Maybe she is trying not to be here, but I thought of fresh air. Was I still working for him here? I do not know. I came to know when he was a substitute that he was looking at me to collect the items for them as I was their servant. a man came to order me that his boss asked me. I ran inside, following the direction of that man in his 40s. Abhimaan, " What were you doing outside? I want you to take care of our belongings till we greet our other guests," my dear sister clung to her arm. "Yes, sir. As you say, Mr Kapoor," I said, closing my eyes. I then carried the huge box he had given to Tamanna. I was on their trail, walking as their lost puppy. When the moment became silent, my cell phone be

-----There are a lot of fallacies and I do not want to fall in between any of them. I was still doing what I was doing yesterday. Yes! Serving the elite class employees what they were asking and fulfilling everyone's request; only the legal ones.And somewhere in my heart I knew, i didn't join here to do all this but I have to learn so I kept doing evrything with a little smile on my face. But that too wasn't handled by him so sent me another task.He is going for a magazine shoot and he has ordered me to travel with this team and do what I am doing here.I don't know where the interview will going to happen but I received the orders from the upper authority to get ready and do exactly what I was supposed to do here. This means serving other employees while he was busy with the shoot because that's my job. I wanted to yell at Mr. Abhiman Kapoor, but I didn’t want to give him another chance to shatter me in front of my whole family. I learned that the shoot would take place in Dha

------_-----------+--+++++++++--------++++++---Ofcourse you will hurt me, of ofcourse I will hurt you---------------+++++----------++------------------Interviewer: "It's great, Mr. Abhimaan Kapoor, that you want to experience nature up close. But I would recommend that you meet with the local people here."He looked tense for a second. I could see a frown forming between his eyes, and then he gulped.I knew he didn't have the time to meet the people who live here, learn their stories, or understand how they maintain their livelihoods. So, let's see what he does. It would be hilarious to see him feel helpless in front of a journalist. I smirked while thinking all of this."Yes. Why wouldn't I?" he replied in a firm tone. While he was busy talking to the journalist for the magazine shoot, I was trying to capture the majestic view with my eyes.I wish I could live here forever—the fresh air, the cloudy sky. Oh, how I love the color of the sky here. It feels like magic. When the cold w

————————————————————————-Blurry moments and nights do not take you anywhere except where you belong. However, it's also important to recognize that nothing is truly temporary, and nothing is permanently fixed. Or maybe nothing holds more value than anything? It could be great, like the ocean, or lost like water, but what if it's like you and me? But what if nothing resonates within us? I have lost track of time; I have tried to capture my heart repeatedly, but it keeps falling backward, forward, or falling at all. The man he was talking to, whom I thought was familiar, was gone in seconds, and the warm weather had turned cold, as cold as ice. But as we were hungry, it was our prime opportunity to eat, and we did it. Baked in the misty view of nature and mountains, the lunch was ready and served on plates to be eaten near the river. It was a plate of Rajma Chawal, or, more accurately, a combination of kidney bean curry and steamed rice. We sat there with nothing to talk about, and

Only if… ———————————————————————————- Late… late… too much late? "Why am I still alone?" "What is happening?" "Should I go?" There were a hundred questions popping into my head, with no clear answers. The chandelier above was sparkling brightly. Inside, there were too many guests. I was a little shocked, curious, and afraid… everything at once. But then, I was excited too. So, I remained where I was asked to be seated while fidgeting. Yes, remember, I am not used to any of it. But who could have invited me? And how foul it was to fix my sister's marriage with him when my parents were thinking of fixing my marriage to him. The audacity… But somehow, it all became too complicated when I thought about our past interactions. Everything became blurry. Maybe I needed to put a stop to my nonchalant thoughts to see what I could do better. The biggest question right now was who had sent the invitation, who was the man behind all the doubts, and whether it was going to affect me in any