Deedar E Yaar Novels & Stories

Ariv: Dadda, Aarya: Dad, Arthit: Daddy, and Arin: Papa and Elder father and Elder mother to Arjun-Pashika same as Jiya] "Mithi! Where is your Dadda?", Arthit asked and heard another voice in the background which means three years old YaYa was with Mithaas. "Dadda and Mumma al doing lesling (Wrestling)", Mithaas said and both sisters giggled. "Damn this man, don't have work except irritating his wife", Arthit muttered embarrassingly and again spoke, "Tell him that it's urgent" "Okay", Mithaas said and gave the phone to YaYa and ran to call her father.

‘Apne aap ko na sahi, apni khushboo chor kr jaa rhi hu, (I am not there myself but I am leaving my fragrance with you) Saath nhi reh sakti, jana padega ab… (I can’t stay, I know I have to leave now…) Yaad aaye toh ise use kr lena, (I you miss me someday, use it) Tumhari Jaan, (Yours Jaan, Jaan is an endearment which means life in Hindi) Shayra ‘ Yash did not even realize when tears rolled down his eyes; she did not want to leave but still, she had to; he could not save her but she cared; despite all that he did to her she cared for him.

I quashed it before the idea left her lips. “If you are thinking what I am thinking, the answer is no.” I said, sounding defensive. Martina wiggled her eyebrows at me. “You sounded disappointed." I reciprocated with a glare. Martina sometimes needs to filter her mouth. “You need to wash your mouth with soap and water.” Her eyes widened as if she was in shock. "What? Are we in kindergarten that the mere talk of s*x is taboo?" "That is too personal." I countered. "I am sure once you release all that tension, your mind would not be so clouded anymore.”