Collection of short stories
Just dreaming and writing......
~Bestfriends to lovers
~His love
~Ibadat (ongoing)
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Book 1~ Bestfriends to lovers
A black mercedes benz stopped at the parking area of a beautiful penthouse...
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Author's POV
Meera looked outside the window, the same dark roads of Heeramandi which gave her immense pain of her past.
She is leaving it......
Randhir looked at Meera who was busy gazing at the street lights and greenary of the city.
"Meera..." He called her but she remained unfazed.
"Meera__are you okay?" Randhir slightly caressed her palms.
"Huhhhh__ya I am?" It seemed like a question.
He pulled the car near a lake, there were not too much people but some couples and singles roaming around having their late evening walk.
He opened the door, taking Meera near a beech he made her comfortably sit.
"What happened?" He asked with concern, though he knows there's many question running inside her.
"I don't know, I have no one, no place to go, no money to live further even I don't know why I am even here, why?" She cried clutching his hands.
"Why are you worrying, I am here." He said wiping her from her red fluffy cheeks.
"Why are you helping me?"
"Dil a gya h ap pe__bas zindagi bhar apki ibadat karna chahata hu" She looked at him with her lips slightly open in shock. He joined his head with hers.
"Ran_dhir"
"Hm"
"Kyu pas a rhe hai ap itna...kyu mere dil me itna sukoon bar rahe hai fir ek din ap bhi mughe chodh denge maa ki tarah__kyu?" She cried her heart out.
"Jis din maine tumhara sath chodha, us din mere jindagi ki akhri raat hogi." She hugged him tightly.
"Lets go"
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Randhir parked his car infront of a small farmhouse situated outside the city near a small pond.
Meera's eyes were not leaving the beauty in front of her. Her eyes moved towards the pond, light wind brushed her white pale skin, calming her mind.
For the first time in her entire life she is feeling like a free bird who can fly and chase her dream.
"Randhir__its_its so beautiful." Randhir smiled at her.
"Ap yaha rehte hai?" Meera smiled caressing the flower petals planted near the door.
"Kabhi kabhi. Its actually my farmhouse." He answered opening the door.
"Have you grown them?" Shed asked pointing towards the white and pink tulips.
"No_my mother did." He looked towards the tulips reabsorbing the past.
"Ohh__they are so beautiful." He smiled looking at her smiling face. She looks so serene.
