Naina Singh Novels & Stories

"And now, for our final nominee...after rigorous deliberation by the committee. The winner of this year's best actress and queen of the entertainment industry is......" I snapped out of it, rushing towards the sofa with a soft thump. I fixated my gaze on the screen, afraid that it would all be over if i blinked . "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome on stage....Miss Irina Williams!!." - The hostess announced. The crowd cheered, applause ringing as i watched Irina walk up the aisle , a soft smile adorned on her soft features as she waved her hands gracefully. Her off- shouldered, red sequel dress sparkled under the lights. She looked absolutely stunning as the crowd adored her.

Her feelings are not hurt. Her ego is. Damn it!! She is Drishti Singhania!

"No problem, young lady but next time be careful." "Absolutely, it was a lapse of judgement on my part and from next time I will refrain from repeating the same mistake." "By the way, I am Neelanjla Singhania." "Sanjana Kashyap, Ma'am." And with that we departed our ways. {} 14:00 o'clock Singhania Mansion Mumbai Neelanjla Singhania was sipping her cup of tea when she suddenly remember the girl who collided with her. That girl was beautiful, innocent but at same time smart, confident and strong.

Ivanka pointed to Zehra. “You’re South Indian?” Nora asked. Seema looked surprised. “No. I’m Seema Singh, North Indian.” “Singh? So you’re...” “Yea, I’m Sikh,” “Really? You look healthy to me,” Zehra said and Seema laughed. “I’m not sick, I’m Sikh,” Ivanka looked at her like she was bonkers and Seema rolled her eyes. “What’s your full name?” she asked Zehra. “Zehra Mahmood.”

Well my bad. Mohini chuckled : It's ok so tell me about this alliance you are suggesting! Awantika: Oh yes Sameer Singhania has two daughters one of which is my daughter-in-law Ruchi. His elder brother Nitin bhaisaab have two sons. I am talking about his younger son Aditya Singhania. Mohini stood up and left to balcony so she can hear Awantika's voice more clearly as Vinay was making funny noises to entertain small Riva.

Ashok and Naina have one girl named " Astha " Vidisha and Manit also have a girl named " Vincy. " Ashok and Vidisha both are working with his brother's hospital. Ashok is gynecologist and Vidisha is Admin head. Meanwhile Vidisha 's husband handles the account department. And Naina, she just knows how to spend money. She loves to travel and shop like a typical capitalist ' s wife. Here Sannu is totally different. She came from a low middle class family. Becoz of this marriage she can't even finish her studies . Plus she is timid. She is always scared . In her dream also she never thought to harm or hurt anyone by mistake.

So he needs time to be normal so no one will say anything about it. The programme is boring as fuck. I really hate this kind of thing but what I have to do is what my mother used to do. The programme was going fine as I was doing my work in the middle but everything changed when a certain person came on the stage. Turvi Ahuja. Unique name I look up to see who it is and my blood boiled. She is the same girl who insulted me. So her name is turvi and she studies in this college only. I just hope she has no connection with my brother.

It is full of chocolate, letters, flowers, and other things in a romantic way. She is what every man desires. She's pretty, smart, and has a body of a model. Small waist, big bust, big bum, small face, and not to mention she's 5'6 while I'm 4'11. Not like other beautiful and famous girls, Hilary is such a humble and kind person. Also, the power and money she holds, she's rich and her family owns a famous company in this city. Just imagine how perfect she is? This how good Hilary's life is.

A woman walked out of a room, and shushed the kids. “Quiet! Quiet down children! give the couple some space!” My eyes blinked. Couple? I looked at Theodore, then down at his arm in my elbow... We did look like a couple. I could never marry Theodore though. He is too much like a sibling to me. I nicely pulled my arm away from him, as the children moved to let the lady through. “We are not a couple ma’am.” I generously said. “ I am a young lady who has no husband. I am a winemaker, and I need workers.” The lady dropped her job at my word. She was in awe at the idea of a lady winemaker.

"Scarlett." ******