6:30 am.
Little light was coming in the room through light gray curtains, disturbing the girl in her already disturbed sleep. She kept on changing positions but all in vain. Eventually she got up .sitting on her bed. Hairs messed up...rubbing her eyes...She kept on sitting in the same posture. Why was there so much nervousness? what kind of anxiety' why am I feeling this way' she checked her cell .there were 9 txt messages and 3 missed calls she at once checked them none of them belonged to him'strange why am I not disappointed today' why am I so elated as if my life is going to take a new turn'
I have to forget him' Mjhe usse apne dil se nikalna hoga'.. Per kya woo kabhi mere dil me tha bhi '. Agar ask such me pyarr kiya hota to assay me dinnno me use bhula na pati'. Kyo us k passs hote hoe bhi me kisi aur ka intazar karti thi' I am sorry Dev per mjhe aisa krna he hoga'
She picked up her cell and deleted all 4 no that were under the name Dev Khurana'
She got up from her bed ' went into her washroom again a combination of lilac and gray just like her bedroom'took a bubble bath felt a new weird feeling couldn't guess why but that's how she was..
GEET HANDA that's what her name was.. angel like beauty'cute , innocent, bubbly , charming' believes in her babaji.. it's her believe k jo bhi hota hai acche k liye hota hai.
Bus hum kabhi kabhi uski acchai samijh nai pate.. She had strong morals. She was beauty with brain.
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