Taming of the Sherni FF/SS... Page55 NOTE

About... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As most of you may know, 'Taming of the Shrew' is a briljant play, written by sir William Shakespeare. I will try to write this story

diffirently -as the end makes me confused-, on VirMan.

Well, I have school so the updates well he very unfrequently.

So please don't wait, you will know when updated -I think...-

Okay, english is not my first language, so forgive my poor writing

and please tell me when needed to correct, it will help improving

my english...

Suggestions? Please tell! I don't promise I will do something with it...

I don't know whether this will turn out to be a FF or SS, and please tell

me whether you like the idea, if not I will not start with it...

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Menika.

* Other work

Our First Time (OS-complete)

Just The Way You Are (OS-complete)

Locked Out Of heaven (OS-complete)

Index

Prologue Page One

Chapter one Page Six

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I will get confused...🤓

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I LOVE the Taming of the Shrew!! I just love! And the movie version with Heath Ledger!! Please do write! And don't worry, if you need someone to check over it, do PM me...I'll try the best I can! :)

hey do continue...

Originally posted by: ZAHARA.

I LOVE the Taming of the Shrew!! I just love! And the movie version with Heath Ledger!! Please do write! And don't worry, if you need someone to check over it, do PM me...I'll try the best I can! :)

Prologue

Being called a failure all the time by your grandfather, makes you feel like a failure. And after getting thrown out of the house made him realize how spoiled he actually was. Earning money was hard. And he wasn't used to rejection. Yet, he wouldn't give up. He would start all over again if needed, but he wouldn't go back to his grandfather' not before he started his singing career and became a successful singer, he wouldn't go back.

But being a -thrown out- spoilt brat, did not really help to start a career.. . No one would give him a chance without his background - yeah, the Vadhera wealth -. No one wanted to invest in a nobody.

He had to start with a normal job till he got a chance. How could he ever let a chance to actually become someone go? He was mad, and it even worsened when he realized it was all his fault.

He felt soft things falling down on his face, leaving it wet. The soft things were becoming less soft, hard actually. And more, so much that everything blurred cause of the raindrops. Rain poured down.

There he stood, in the rain leaning on the wall of the studio that just rejected him. He hated rain. He always went inside soon as possible, though, he did not move an inch now. True, the rain made his view blurred, but he couldn't help but notice a girl enjoying the rain like it was some kind of magic. 'Pagal', he murmured shaking his head. Wondering how she would look, 'definitely beautiful', he thought. In her yellow suit she jumped around like a kid. Her hair, wet and curly flew in the sky when she jumped, and then it landed back to its place before she jumped again. Her matching dupatta stuck at her body' just like the rest. Her wet suit made it possible to give someone a sight of her curves. Virat closed his eyes as he noticed he stopped blinking just like breathing. He stood still, l enjoying the sound of the drops landing on the ground, splashing. Then he heard nothing, no drops, no ground, no splashing. Opening his eyes he pushed himself from the wall, to discover that the girl disappeared. 'Pagal.'

Originally posted by: naina927

hey do continue...

nyc ocncept...

dnt frgt to pm me...😊

OMG your writing something!!

Originally posted by: Palkhi_08

OMG your writing something!!

Yayyy im so excited!!

Really liking the concept, you should definitely continue!!

Update soon please!!

-Luv Pari