Mujhe Mukamal Kar Do Novels & Stories

Steel wrapped in silk. “I’m not going to cry for you anymore, Travian.” My fingers lingered for a second longer than they should’ve. Then I let them drop. Let him feel the loss. “Not again. My tears aren’t meant for this.” I turned. I walked. Each step was a betrayal to everything I still felt. Like glass slicing open skin, clean and merciless. One. Two. Three— Please come after me. Four. Five— Do something. Say something. Fight.

Can the sky crash on me right now? I can't believe I've finished eight out of the ten things that I should do to destroy him. Only two steps away from reaching the point where I must break his heart. I'm thinking, do I really need to break his heart? Do I really have to be the weapon for the destruction of the most enormous jerk I've known in my whole life? Am I made for that? What if karma hits me even harder? Unravel me into shreds. Smash me into tiny bits. I should tap out of this crazy shit. My eyes brushed throughout the words written on the paper until I saw the one and only rule I have to follow.

aapako vahee karana chaahie jo main kahata hoon( you should do what I say) No.3. aapako kahana chaahie ki main is duniya kee sabase khoobasoorat ladakee hoon( you should say I m the beautiful girl in this world) Total rubbish...... Advik said God knows best you are a totally strange person shakti said Ssshhhhh........he slightly bent down and crooked his face and kissed on my cheek 😳 The way he did I felt butterflies flying in my waist..... I felt nervous and shy

Me three. ***

Show me a smile then, don't be unhappy Can't remember when last saw you laughing This world makes you crazy And you've taken all you can get Just call me up, cause I will always be there With closed eyes, I chuckled to myself. Using the broom as my microphone, I spread my arms out wide as if I'm on the stage and having my own concert. I may not look like it, but I have been dreaming of becoming a famous singer. It's never going to happen, I know, so I just decided to study law and become the world's best lawyer just like my mother.

tumhein koi aur dekhe to jaltaa hai dil baDi mushkilon se phir sambhalta hai dil kya kya jatan karte hain tumhein kya pataa ye dil beqaraar kitna ye hum nahin jaante Magar jee nahi sakte tumhaare bina (when someone else looks at you, my heart feels jealous with great difficulty then, I have to placate my heart.. you don't know how I manage this thing.. I don't know how much restless my heart is, What I know is that I cannot live without you..) Finally the song came to an end.. And the light get on.. Ragini di is shocked to see him.. I know I need to do a lot of work..

"Just keep your head up and act like you're in love with me, that's all you have to do." It didn't sound that hard to do that for some reason.

But why let a small detail like that stand in the way? An hour later, she stood in front of her mirror, admiring her makeshift disguise: baggy blue pants, a brown belt with a cobra buckle, a collared shirt tucked under a dark vest, black hat, a fake mustache, and boots that had seen better days. "Not bad," she mused. Her reflection was, at best, unconvincing, but desperate times called for questionable outfits.

“Dekha hazaron dafa aapko Phir beqarari kaisi hai Sambhale sambhalta nahi ye dil Kuch aap mein baat aisi hai Lekar ijazat ab aap se Saansein ye aati jaati hain Dhoondhe se milte nahi hain hum Bas aap hi aap baaki hain” I started twirling around stretching my hands in air as if I was a female lead in a romantic movie. Pal bhar na doori sahein aap se Betaabiyan yeh kuch aur hain Hum door hoke bhi paas hain

Love me like you do, love me like you do Love me like you do, love me like you do Touch me like you do, touch me like you do What are you waiting for? Love me like you do, love me like you do (like you do) Love me like you do, love me like you do (yeah) Touch me like you do, touch me like you do What are you waiting for? I'll let you set the pace 'Cause I'm not thinking straight My head spinning around, I can't see clear no more