Heera Mandi Stories Novels & Stories

Suddenly there was a flash of lightning cutting across the room through the high window, followed by the crack of thunder. The sound of heavy rain could be heard hitting the metal roofing. It was now dark and I was in darkness. No lighting. I felt terribly hurt and abused. At this moment , I missed my parents so much. My mind flashed back to the many times my mother had shown that kind of love only a mother is capable of. I remember when mum had grabbed fearlessly the head of a snake and thrown it off me on one occasion we went out camping by the seaside . I had been fast asleep when the snake climbed onto the bed. Luckily mummy was just stepping in after sitting outside for some time to enj

“She’s also my mother too so what’s wrong with me caring about her?” “I didn’t say anything,” Natasha laughed. “Your eyes were loud enough My Lady.” Natasha continued chuckling. Despite it being a Sunday, Tulani Media House was a hype of activity as employees readied themselves for the biggest program of the month. With only an hour to go, Natasha went over her lines in Richard’s office for the last time. “Mr Kaponda is on his way Tasha,” Mr Chanda announced from the door. She immediately stopped pacing and gaped at her boss in excitement. “How long?”

MOHANA'S POV *Manarti, Madhuri, Madhya Marhiya I scream excited while twirling occasionally and running towards them, can you hear? Can you hear? I asked looking at them hoping for a positive response from Them. *, hear what Mohana? They all asked in unison looking stunned with their mouth wide open.