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Anaisha turned around. Her breathe hitched in her throat by the view.
Shubham was sitting there with a guitar in his hand . There were candles and roses with lots of flower petals on the ground. It was an adorable decoration , she had ever seen.
Shubham looked into her eyes,“only for you!” She gasped.
Drowning in her black doe eyes , he started.
“Ha Ha Ha Haaa
Baatein Zaruri Hain
Tera Milna Bhi Zaruri
Maine Mita Deni
Ye Jo Teri Meri Doori”
“Ha Ha Ha Haaa
Hmmm Baatein Zaruri Hain
Tera Milna Bhi Zaruri
Maine Mita Deni
Ye Jo Teri Meri Doori”
“Jhuthi Hai Wo Raahe Saari Duniya Ki
Ishq Jaha Naa Chale
Tera Hona Mera Hona Kya Hona
Agar Na Dono Mile
Tu Pehla Pehla Pyar Hai Mera
Tu Pehla Pehla Pyar Hai Mera
Tu Pehla Pehla Pyaar Hai Mera
Tu Pehla Pehla Pyaar Hai Mera Haan”
He moved his eyes away from the guitar and glanced at her, who was kinda lost in him.
Each and every word he was singing, he meant it.
“Ha Ha Ha Haaa”
“Wo Shehar Wade Honge Boriyat Bhare
Rehta Nahi Jinme Tu Sang Mere
Khabar Tujhe Bhi Hai Ye
Raunake Sabhi Hoti Tere Hone Se
Tere Bina Tanha Koyi Kya Kare
Aise Sabhi Sheharo Pe Mujhko
Taras Hai Aata Bada Haan
Tere Liye Main Na Jaha Khada Ooo
Milo Ka Ho Saalo Ka Ho Jaaye Wo
Safar Ki Parwah Nahi
Tu Hai Jaha Maine Waha Hona Hai
Pahuch Hai Jaana Wahi”
He closed his eyes. So does others as his voice was so relaxing and melodious.
“Pehla Pehla Pyar Hai Mera
Tu Pehla Pehla Pyar Hai Mera
Tu Pehla Pehla Pyaar Hai Mera
Pehla Pehla Pyaar Hai Mera
Jeete Jee To Jeetega Na
Ye Fansla Hai Pata
Saanse Chale Teri Taraf
Jaise Chale Raasta
Mera Hai Tu, Tu Hai Khalish
Ya Hai Khushi Ya Khata
Tere Siva Mera Jaha Se Na Koyi Wasta”
He opened his eyes to find Anaisha standing with tears.
He kept his guitar away. Pratik forwarded him a small box and patted his back,“You can do it man ! Go ahead !”
He took a deep breath. He was really nervous. His heart was pounding against his chest. He know Anaisha don't see him more than just a friend but maybe not he.
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Romance~𝐖𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤.~ Shubham Malhotra A spoilt-brat . He like music but as an only heir of Malhotras he had to take over his dad's company . One nig...
