“अपूर्वा, तू जोपर्यंत माझ्या सोबत आहेस ना… तोपर्यंत माझा हात घेऊनच झोप. ही तुझी सवय कधी सोडू नकोस.” ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ His brain smacked itself upon watching his heart foolishly grinning once she was back in his arms after several long minutes of scheming. His heart had almost sunk when she had abandoned her new teddy aka
Honestly, I know that your words seldom have any basis, But for now, can you just shut your mouth, please? The moment the possibility of you being hurt was raised, Was the moment I couldn’t refuse to be fazed. I know, you probably find it funny and me, petty, For even I had never thought
“स्वीटु, मी आता… मी आहे म्हणून हे करतोय पण लग्नानंतर काय करशील तू?” “Sweetu, I… I am doing it now because I AM here but what will you do after getting married to Mohit?” ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ She had been officially allowed to stay home until her engagement with Mohit which meant that she no longer would
“Tuza majhya var prem nahi na, Sweetu! Mag mala laaglela baghun evdha traas ka hotoy?” ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ From yelling at him for not being careful when he got hit by the car to shedding tears upon watching him in pain – Om could see neither her anger nor her vulnerability. All that he could see was
“Sweetu, mala mahiti aahe, tuzya tya… tya friend la, tya chandrala tu fakt majhya baddal sangte! Mala mahiti ahe!” Omkar Khanvilkar seldom needed Avni Salvi’s words to understand the tales of her heart but that didn’t mean that he didn’t long for her verbal confession. He always read the tales of her unconditional love for
“Aapko kya hua hai? Aap pareshaan kyun hai?” “Ye khud ro rahi hai! Fir bhi isne meri pareshaani notice kar li!” ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Ahaan Veer Malhotra won in life whenever he wished to, claiming whatever his eyes desired. Eyes though for his heart was yet to find something or someone he could truly yearn for. His
Kya karu main, Ishqi? Tumne Sonu ko bataya tha ke use kya karna chahiye! Mujhe kaun batayega? ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Rage had blinded him for six months but once the clouds of the misunderstanding sidelined, revealing the bright light of the truth – he became the same lost boy that he had once become after his mother
Why? Tumhari Maasi ko chot lagi. Wo hospital me admit thi. Par tumne mujhe kuch bataya nahi! ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Ever since she left his home after he informed her about her Maasi’s message about her Maasa Ji, he had been worried sick; for he hadn’t missed the drastic change in her expressions that had planted an
Main to bas main hoon. Na kisi se behtar hoon, na kisi se kam hoon. Main to bas… main hoon! Apni jeet mein khush hoon. Tumhari haar mein dukhi hoon. Apni haar mein dukhi hoon. Lekin tumhari jeet mein khush hoon. Main to bas main hoon. Na kisi se behtar hoon, na kisi se kam
Maa nahi thi wo, Lekin… Maa hi thi wo! Duniya ke liye, ek Kartik hi tha uska baccha, Kaha samajh paaye wo ki Sonu aur Ahaan se uska rishta tha kitna saccha! Sehem si gayi hogi wo, Jab saalon pehle tod diya tha uske parivaar ko! Koshish to zaroor ki hogi bachane ki, Par tootni
From Sonu’s Cheapda to IshqAan’s Godfather, Kartik Malhotra truly became a character to remember. His jokes – sometimes witty, sometimes lame, Leaving people content was his game. In his game, he was a pro, The perfect stress-buster for those who were low! Calm in his stance yet eyes shimmering with fire, Kartik Malhotra ended up
Even with her loved ones being as far as the moon, She was everyone’s comforting cocoon. Whose warmth made everyone feel home, Even when her heart was surrounded by a cyclone. The cyclone of her pain. Everyone she lost was impossible to regain. Every other night, she sat on her balcony, In her deceased mother’s
Emotionally scarred by the burn of abandonment, His heart could never find its soothing ointment. To compensate for the shame brought by his mother to his family, The little boy vowed to himself not to allow the repetition of the history. The childhood trauma had him grow up a little too fast, Making him learn