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Friends and fellow forumwasi, finally EBI was able to activate the writer kida inside me.😆
You guys were safe for a long period from my 'literally work' but now no body can save you guys.
I am back with one more OS.
Acha lage to like karna , bura lage to bhi like kar dena (forum ka activity badhega)😛
Here you go ----
Tara couldn't believe herself when she realised that she was actually dreaming about the 'Mrityunjay 'being near to her , taking care of her , flooding her with all the love she ever wanted , doing everything she always expected from her husband but never from Mrityunjay, the man who she thought she hated the most , the man who had taken all the efforts to kill her.
How could he be coming into her dreams and showering her all the love and affection,
making her feel like a princess , taking away all the pain with that smile of his and
promising her a world full of happiness , bliss and togetherness.
She couldn't stop herself from thinking about him, although she knew he was
accused of the most inhumane and gruesome crime possible , death sentence hanging on his head , knew there was no future with him but still there was something which made her soften towards him, which made her think beyond his crimes ,which made her remember about her best friend.The friend who was always there for her , who gave her the strength to fight, who stood with her when no body did, the friend to whom she could turn up to in her most difficult times.
He heart refused to accept him as the person who could indulge into such heinous act and destroy the life of an innocent.
She just seem to knew he couldn't do it.
He was the person who respected women and believed they have equal rights , he was the ample of his father's eyes, the quintessential dutiful son , she had never seen him disobey baba nor raise his voice in front of him, he was the perfect caring elder brother of his kid sister and recently he had become the perfect son in law also.Her mother seemed to dote on him the same way she did on all three of her children.This some how made Tara proud of Mrityunjay for reasons unknown.
How could a person with the best of qualities who understood and respected relations be the
criminal as projected in front of her.
She had tried everything to find the truth ,asked every one in the family, didn't hesitate to
confront him directly but he never allowed her to enter the closed doors of his heart, never shared his secrets to her, the harder she tried the further she got.
She always felt that he was carrying a truck load of weight on his shoulders which
had seeped into his soul and was eating him every second.
Since the day she had found that he was doing the ritual with Radha's father
,her belief meta morphed into fact that he couldn't be the one responsible for the crime.
She always knew he could trust him but since that day she started feeling close to him, his presence and his absence started effecting her.
She wanted him to be around her , she wanted herself to be with him , feel him , feel his pain
and if possible free him from what ever was pulling him apart.
Mrityunjay's blatant refusal of their relation always made her sad.She wanted to hate him, she wanted to loathe the person who respected every relation but theirs but some how couldn't.
oh dear.. This was bad.
She felt miserable , she was really really miserable and the biggest loser for even hoping that there could be something possible between the two of them.
She should stop thinking about him ... NOW
She could do that , she had to do that.
Nothing aint difficult for Tara bachchoo.
She could start with How he mistreated her and then she could easily get rid
of the strange and stupid feeling happening in her tummy which was slowly taking over all her body.
Think harder Tara bachchoo..
He manhandled me..
He pushed me off the cliff...
He tried to r* me ..
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He is the best son ...
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He is such a wonderful brother...
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He saved my life .. once, twice,thrice, four times.
He sacrificed his life for me...
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I miss him ..
I wish he was here..
I wish I could hold him ..
I wish I could be in his arms..
Damn...
Waiting for all your wonderful comments
Saba
