An elderly lady entered a room with tea. She switched on the lights. The man in his early 30s shielded his face.
"Maa kya aap bhi? Mujhe abhi nahi uthna, please."
"Jaanti hoon Dhruv ke tujhe nahi uthna, lekin aaj toh uthna he ho ga, aaj tera meet up hai na teri chosen singing partner ke saath, toh chal ab uth, chai pi, fresh ho, baaki dino'n bhalay he teri good morning raat mein ho, lekin aaj nahi, aaj subah he good morning ho gi."
She said placing the tray on his bedside table, he sat up.
Dh~jee haan maa, woh kya hai ke mujhe na din ka ujaala bilkul nahi pasand, raat ki kaali chhaaya pasand hai bas sirf
He said in a serious tone.
" Kya bol raha hai? Rakshaso'n ko pasand hoti hai ye kaali chhaaya... Achha chal ye sab chhor, chai pi, main jab tak breakfast lagati hoon haan."
He nodded and she left to the kitchen. Just as she began to prepare breakfast, she startled as someone hugged her from behind. But then she smiled recognizing who is it.
Pr~Rishab jee, kya kar rahay hain? Ab hum koi newly married couple nahi hain, ek beta hai humara jo ke bara ho gaya hai
R~haan toh? Is age mein bhi romance khatam nahi hona chahiye
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Bekaboo (Dhruv Tara) ~completed
FantasyStory revolves around Daksh/Dhruv (a demon) and Tamanna/Tara (a fairy). How they fall in love, get cursed and r reborn.