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Long time no see huh? How are you guys??
I have written the authors note up here because I know by the end of the chapter I won't be able to write it :3
First of all I am extremely sorry for updating after so long! So sincere apologies!
This chapter might be not that long but is kinda special one so enjoy! I 'NEED' all of you to give me feedbacks! They are kinda my energy bars!
I actually had a lot of things to say but I don't remember them anymore so I present you chapter 29! Read, devour and well spare me, I LOVE YOU GUYS TONS!
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Staring at the full moon
Drinking in the soothing glow
Marveling at it's beauty
She wished to be like it
Not realizing what it would cost her
For the moon maybe serene
But it's set amongst the darkness
Bruised and cracked
Lonely among the glittering stars
Forgotten as the dawn breaks
Always coming second
To the glorious sun
It's calm endeavor never a match
Against the vicious flames
Of the Blazing ball of Fire
And when she became the moon
Agony shadowed her
Silently she weeped
Realizing her mistake
A little too late.
-Mahrukh Ameen
Large wooden gates of the Kirmani Mansion were wide open as the guests were swarming around the place. The front garden were taken by men and boys, some sitting around while some standing and chattering, the laughter could be heard from every corner, friends and family were seen emerging from all the sides. Waiters were moving around in the lawn which was illuminated by the string lights and other decorative, every nook and corner of the house was drowned in the bright lightning, various drinks and food were being served, smoke coming from cigar and hookah which was arranged for everyone in various flavor was filling up the air.Upon entering the foyer, the loud music could be heard which was arranged through the latest sound system and all the bollywood songs for the day before wedding were being played. Inside the mansion the energy was taken to another level, every wall of the house was decorated with garlands of marigold and roses, girls dressed in traditional clothing and bright colors, half of them had their hands filled with dried henna. If enter the spacious living room, all the furniture was moved on one side in order to make enough place for everyone to sit. Foods and drinks were also being served to all the females related to the bride-to-be.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Scarred
Spiritüel#16 in Spiritual (12/3/17) Her heart was silently twisted and scarred, Her tongue was tied and lips were sealed, Her eyes forecasted and silence spoke volumes, She hid her pain whilst saving others, Letting him carve her skin, Till the last drop of...