Anjan By Jiya Rana Novels & Stories

Shanaya asked, attempting to sound nonchalant but failed to keep the tinge of jealousy from her voice. Dhruv chuckled softly, his eyes gleaming mischievously. "Oh, Anjali? She’s a childhood friend. Don’t you remember her?" he replied casually, knowing exactly how his words would stir Shanaya's emotions. Shanaya raised an eyebrow, feigning indifference. Finally it seemed to strike her. “Anjali. Anjali Bhatt. Oh! That clumsy girl with buck teeth? She’s gorgeous now. An actress? Wow."

I will be there for him till my breath is alive. Everyone was happy; Anjana cleaned the droplets gathered near her eyelids; Kesari felt proud. Hanuman still was giggling and looking into Sugriva’s eyes.