Sitara E Sham Novels & Stories

I ask and keep my fingers crossed that she didn't completely lose her sanity. "So beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful..." She keeps frantically repeating. "Agatha, do you remember your kids? You had a son and a daughter, do you remember?" "Cin-dy..?" The woman stutters and stops the swinging. "Yes, Cindy and Christopher, do you remember them?" I watch her facial expression change into something far scarier than the smile she showed a few minutes ago. Now she smiles again, but a flame starts dancing in her eyes. Her face shifts to something sinister. It's an expression showing zero regrets, even pleasure. It's blood-freezing.

It was the same melody that she always hummed whenever she was sad. The song ended and Shama opened her eyes. She was surprised at herself. “I…I can sing and dance?” Shama said as she looked at herself in the mirror. Shama was so much similar with Shanaya. Her eyes and lips were the same as that of Shama. Her nose was the only thing different. Shama and Shanaya looked like sisters as they looked so much similar. Just then her mob rang. She took out her phone and saw the alarm ringing. It was 2 now. Shama sighed. She unlocked hher phone and went through notes hoping that maybe Shanaya could have left her a message.

Sam rose to her feet. Kaly looked up at her sister in shock. Samishka Singh would rather go mad than go anywhere near a temple to pray for herself and now she was willing to go there and pray for their cousin? Wonders, they say, will never ever cease. "You? Temple?" "Yes. Samishka Singh is going to the temple to pray for Vikrant Suryavanshi and Sarita Madhav." She lifted her chin defiantly. "Got a problem with that, little sis?"

Everybody was clapping. " Wow!! That was so entertaining Gautam bhaiya... Now we have a performance by Samar Ji. " Swati said. The music started and he started his performance on Sweetheart song... Do nain sitaare hai chand sa mukhda Kya kehna uska.. Afreen! Daawat mein jaise ho shahi tukda Uske jaisi na koi naznee We all laughed at the words Daawat and Shahi Tukrda as he is a die-hard foodie. He even selected the song where the girl is compared to food.

she asked running up to her "I'm going home. How are you today lady Tamera?" "I am fine Sham. But why are you leaving wait are those tears where you crying?" Shamma wiped her cheeks but it wouldn't work. Her tears had dried there, "Oh forgive me please. Goodmorning aunt please forgive my rudeness." she said to the older lady who was left short for words. Children from noble families hardly noticed the commoners and she was glad to greet her back

I sighed and she smiled at me. "Sharanya means Surrender but it belongs to Goddess Durga and Parvati. It belongs to Rashi Kumbh (Aquarius) with dominant planet Saturn (Shani) and Nakshatra (stars) Sathabisham," She informed in her sobs and added, "Durga never surrenders in front of monsters and evils. And you are the tremendous monster of my life who have fucked up my vitality." "Sorry," I chuckled and cleared my throat, "By the way, these papers are fake."