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He lived in thick forest which was situated 15000 kilometers north of Hamster. His black eye balls held wisdom and sagacity. He was knowledge incarnate and with a peaceful countenance. Despite the simple saffron colored clothes he wore, he was a siddha. He sat in penance under the shade of a Neem tree. His only paraphernalia was a small stick which he used as a bolster to rest his hand, a string of brown beads that worked between his fingers in doing the penance and a small pitcher of water. I came and sat before him with folded hands and waited for days together yearning for his blessing grace like a crested cuckoo that waits for a drop of rain water to quench its thirst.

And he is a beast for this beauty only. A beauty whom society calls 'Handicapped' and a beast who was once a patient of PSTD. Maybe their start was not a happy one, past was horrible, yet their love amended their destiny. Their hearts were destined to be together with their souls. Soon Siddharth drifted into his dreamland with his wife in his arms. ****** ****** Hello guys!! Let your poor author know if you all are liking umm or loving the book. I will be super happy. With Love, Your lazy, Author The Cloud.

To get comfortable I placed a pillow below my head and the soothing weather was the perfect one accompanying me in passing some me time. I started the book and it was about a saint who traveled the corners of India just to get the inside peace. The book was so fantastically written and the experiences he got by meeting one and another person about mysticism and spirituality really blown my mind away. The things he wrote about his spiritual experiences created goosebumps on my hand. I was so inside the book that I hardly realize someone was watching and reading with me too.

Now the water was flowing from his eyes. " Siddharth !! What happened? " " Too spicy !! " " Stop eating it right away. " " No, I am hungry. " " Eat something else..." " Then who will eat all this? " " Siddharth, you can't eat all that. It doesn't suit you. " " No... I will finish it. " " Give me your car keys... " " What? " " Give me your keys... " " You want to go away leaving me here eating this hot as hell stuff? "

Shashank was lost in his memories when his assistant's voice came, "Boss, it's time for our flight. We have to leave for Uttarakhand in some time." Hearing his assistant's words, Shashank nodded yes and left from there. But while coming out of the hotel, Shashank's eyes fell on a novel lying at the book shop in front. That novel was attracting his attention again and again. Due to which he could not resist and he went and bought that novel. Never before had he been interested in a novel. But that novel was attracting his attention again and again. But as soon as he saw the cover page of that novel, he was surprised. This was the same novel about which Tanya had told him.

Monster Siddarth Singh Khurana died that day when he met with an accident later one who opened the eyes was a new Siddarth with completely different person. Do I miss that old Siddarth now ? This question's solution I don't know. I liked him at end but it was difficult to love him because he was wild. Then do I love this new Siddarth ? Answer is simple, yes I love this Siddarth. Going through such feel good thoughts I was standing under an old roof shed because of rain. Today it was a holiday so I don't have office. Siddarth went out of town town for some reason. So at evening suddenly I got a wish to visit a small temple which is situated at hill side. Coming back from there it began to rai

Siddhartha make stand him by holding his collar. "I'm sure you don't wanna know who the hell I am. My one phone call and you are jobless and if you can't handle your job then leave it because next time anything happen to my Preeti or I will see a single tear in her eyes I swear to God I will ruin this company and will fuck your life even before you blink. You don't know how far I can go for her and trust me I love to bulli them who try to mess with me or the person I love. This is my favorite game in college and I will love to play this again." Siddharth said with his greeted teeth then pushed the manager back and leave his collar.

My eyes met with the familiar celling of Siddharth and my room of New York mansion. Siddharth banged him beside me and pull me to him. I turn my back to him and he hugged me from behind. Our body is hot and sweaty in this cold morning and we both are lying under the blanket. We both came back from Switzerland a week ago. Mom, Dad and Keerti welcomed us with all same rituals when we step inside home after our marriage. Everything is going back to it's track slowly, though Keerti and I are having the same problem but apart from this everything is fine. "How about one more round?" Siddharth said while hiding his face in the crook of my neck. Now days he is always in a mood and only thinks about

The surroundings were filled with Buddhist factors, which were absorbed by his body. He looked at the two rows of bookshelves. He had an eye on that multi-colored scripture at first glance. Upon seeing that book title, Alex shuddered all over. Buddhism Is Initially a Way was surprisingly written on it. Seriously? He remembered that it was a novel of some sort! Could the Grand Bodhisattva have loved reading novels?

He wanted to withdraw his steps and go back to his room but was not able to take even a single step due to the scene before his eyes. Ishita was sitting there and throwing some photos and gifts in the pyre to get rid of some unpleasant memories. Her face was devoid of any emotions, eyes as lifeless as a dead body, tears were continuously running out of her eyes. She was looking like a broken doll with no hopes for the future. Siddharth was mesmerized seeing the innocent beauty before him but masked his emotions immediately behind his cold demeanor as soon as his Ishita's gaze met falls on him. He began taking long steps towards her...