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Yeh Rishta Kya Kehlata Hai - 27th July 2025 EDT
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CID Episode 64 - 27th July
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YRKKH to take a generation leap!!!
Aneet Padda and why I think she's the next big thing
Geetanjali vs Abhinav
Maa esi nahi hoti…
Has Kajol forgotten how to act?
Mohabbatein: one of the best scenes
Anupamaa 27 - 28 July 2025 Written Update & Daily Discussions Thread
Did she really say that?
Who is Best for gen 5
Anyone else born in the 80's?
Aneet Padda Next Movie With Fatima Sana Shaikh
24 years of Yaadein
BALH Naya Season EDT Week #7: July 28-Aug 1
Half Girlfriend: anyone watched it?
This is for request by Kiran a.k.a Pebblez :-)
Neverwhere
"I am bored." The lady with "Thing one"😆 written on her t-shirt whined.
"So am I." The guy with "Thing two" 😆written on his t-shirt agreed.
"We have not had any 'visitors' for a while now", she mused sullenly."Right. It's been three weeks since the last batch of "ghost busters" p😆eed in their pants for minor moaning and little mischief we created which was basically PG13. 😕Do you think they have stopped shivering yet?" he replied and questioned without any enthusiasm.
"You think we scared them really badly to keep up the haunted house gossip alive? I mean, we cannot really get out of this damn mold affected rotten house, so we do need our entertainment every once in a while. If we lose these occasional self-proclaimed brave people, we would die. Again. This time because of boredom",😕 she whined.
He was about to respond when they heard footsteps and a guy whining "Riddhima, this is a bad idea" in the verandah which was followed by "Are you scared of a teeny haunted house Armaan?" in a really patronizing tone.
Thing one and Thing two were suddenly feeling very happy.
Finally.
New victims were here. 😃
However, the new people who came into the house were not your run of the mill ordinary couple. They decided to give the new couple - Armaan and Riddhima few minutes to get acquainted with the house first. The couple was exploring the house making as little noise as possible; girl grumbling and the guy grumbling even more. And then they heard the most annoying nasal voice. Ever.
"Riddzzzyyy....!!!! Where are youuuuu? I am here to protect you....!!!!!"
Vikram. 🤣Oh yeah. Wherever Riddhima was, her stalker/admirer/self-proclaimed future boyfriend/resident (chose any location, any number of people) idiot was also here.
how the hell vikram is still stalking ridhima here too..hehe🤣"Is that the ghoul from the attic of slate roofed house in next lane?" Thing one asked."I think it's the poltergeist that we drove away from the cupboard in first floor. Its irritating high octave matches this voice." 😆Thing two replied.
"Nope. It seems someone new. Look at him and listen to him. His voice and his style are both loud. Just that tone of his voice makes me scrap my skin with scales and poke chopsticks through my ears. Is he new to our world? Did you hear anyone dying in this area😆 and passing over to our side?"
"I have not. But you know we missed past two meetings with the "Committee for all supernatural beings imagined and real" 😆😆where some naive rookie would have passed over."
"If that was the case, someone would have warned him about us. But that whiny voice😆 is so annoying." Thing one complained.
And then they heard the human girl talk.
"Who called that moron here Armaan?" She seethed.
"It was not me Riddhima trust me! I am certain that it is Rahul. That dope always tries to ruin my time with you." The boy called Armaan muttered.
"I think I will kill him tonight😡 here and dump the body in attic or something. Will you help me🤢?" The girl was little too eager to carry out her not so pseudo threat.
"Riddhima!" Armaan yelled.
"What? I am serious", she replied.
Thing one and Thing two looked at each other.
"That Vikram thing cannot be murdered here." Thing one exclaimed.😆
"But he might see 'The Light' and go towards it which will do those humans 😆and us a huge favor." Thing two reasoned.
"Nope. He is the kind of guy who would need neon lights, pictures of girls in skimpy clothes and copious amount of candy to lure him somewhere."
"Or that girl: Ridhdima." Thing one sighed.
"Right." Thing two agreed.
"We have to save that whiny voiced idiot before that girl Riddhima kills him here. I simply cannot have him haunting in this house🤣." Thing one declared and floated towards Armaan and Riddhima. Those two apparently were not getting along so well either. Thing one vaguely wondered of the other boy Armaan would also be killed by the girl that night. Riddhima was seeing blood.
"Look Armaan, if you don't stop making these crappy horror movie references with every step I take, I will stab you with my stilettos." She warned.
"Who, in their right mind would wear high heels in a terrain like this?" Armaan asked her.
"Terrain? We are inside a house you dolt and not hiking."🤣
"But there might be circumstances where we might have to run!" Armaan exclaimed.
"Run? Why would we run? It's not like this place is haunted🤣 or anything", she retorted.
"Hey" "Hey" Both Thing one and Thing two yelled, not that any human could hear 🤣them.
"Riddhima, many people have claimed that they have seen ghosts in this house."
"And they are right!" Thing two nodded along with Armaan.
"Look Armaan. We will just look around the house, tease Vikram and perhaps even spook him enough to be afraid for a few days so that he is locked up in his room and go. And when we do this, if you maintain two feet distance from me and absolute silence, it will be a highly painless experience for you." 🤣🤣
"Fine. Fine. How many more rooms are remaining?"
"Hmm...we are in first floor right? Just one last room then. According to rumors, it's the room which is supposedly haunted." She made those air quotes when she said 'haunted'.
Thing two looked impressed with Riddhima 😛😛and Thing one drooled over Armaan😉🤣🤣. They were once humans after all. They looked at one another and knew what they had to do.
"Let's spook their pants off!"🤣🤣🤣
At first, Armaan squeaked and Riddhima ignored. When it happened for second time, Armaan jumped a little and Riddhima was little surprised. They were hearing extra pair of footsteps walking next to them on the wooden floor.
"It's the ghosts!" 🤢Armaan whispered in Riddhima's ear. Thing two sniggered.
"Must be rats or something Armaan. Stop being so paranoid."
"Do rats stop when we stop walking? Do they maintain same pace as ours? Riddhima am telling you it's the ghosts." He stopped talking and also stopped walking. The ghost steps also stopped. Armaan was spooked, Riddhima merely looked curious.
"Armaan it must be these old wooden panels which haven't been used in all these years making additional noises when we walk"😉, she tried to find reason in their situation.
Thing one looked hurt 🤣🤣while Thing two looked insulted. 🤣🤣🤣
Armaan and Riddhima were standing in front of the door and when Armaan was just about to open it, the door opened on its own with a bang. Armaan jumped few inches and Riddhima was tiny bit pale.
"Must be the wind", she told Armaan.
"Right Riddhima. Just when I am about to open the door, wind chooses that exact moment to do its thing which opens only this door in the house while every other thing including the CURTAINS OVER OPEN WINDOWS ARE INTACT"🤢, he shouted the last part.
Thing one and Thing two were now looking at Riddhima. Suddenly their motive of being entertained had been changed to impress Riddhima with their haunting skills. A few days later when they would retrospect this episode, they sure would feel "fangirl-ish".
"You have a point there Armaan", Riddhima replied. It was a little odd.
"Do you still want to go in?" Armaan asked.
"We are here this far, so let's finish it", she responded. Thing one and Thing two were really impressed. It was one thing to watch all this horror related garbage in movies, but in real life people got scared for much basic sillier things. But Riddhima had hold on for this far.
"Should we spook them further?" Thing two asked Thing one. 🤣🤣
"Nah. Let's stop here. There is no fun in spooking people who don't want to be afraid." Thing one preached philosophically.🤣🤣🤣
"You just don't want to bruise your ego further", Thing two scoffed at which Thing one shot a dirty look. Thing two knew when to shut up.
"Okay Riddhima, now we have seen this room. Can we please go now?" Armaan pleaded.
"Yes, let's go. But just make sure that Vikram is out of our way when we go back. If I see him, maybe I will kill him today." Riddhima replied.
"I don't understand your irrational anger towards Vikram but whatever. Come on🤣", Armaan literally dragged her out when Vikram was searching for them in kitchen and pantry.
"I like that girl." Thing one said.😃
"She will make an awesome ghost one day",🤣 Thing two replied with dreamy eyes.
Sookie
hey sookie.,,,
hey hina..Originally posted by: hinanaziri
hey all
well this is in response to NYPunjabii's request( sorry dont know your real name )
an AK version of a short story I had written last Christmas...
and for all other AK fans here's
all I want for Christmas is you.......
She admired the shimmering christmas lights and gaudy decorations while waiting for the traffic lights to turn green ...
Christmas - time of the year to spend some precious moments with loved ones
how valued was Christmas to her ? she thought as she wearily maneuvered her car around the mini roundabout leading to the street where she lived ...
Christmas was special to her ! ...she cherished it more with every passing year...
it was christmas eve then and now.....
she hummed along her favourite christmas song playing on the radio
A nostalgic spell made her blush and her eyes brimmed with sweet tears as she reminisced her memories of 'where it all began' ...
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Part 1:
"I'm sorry sir ,but you'll have to wait here ,why don't you grab a coffee or something ? nurse plz can you show Mr??? "
"Khanna,Angad Khanna"
"yeah show Mr Khanna the coffee shop and the waiting area plz" said Kripa walking swiftly with the porter pushing the patient bed into the operating theater...
Dr.Kripa Sharma was on special duty that night ,it was daunting to work at the accident and emergency department ,but she loved challenges and hence loved her work...She had voluntered to work that evening against her norm,perhaps coz things happen for a reason and her reason was to meet HIM...
The hospital's emergency area heaved with patients owing to the RTA(Road Traffic Accident)that involved a 3 car pile up caused by binge drinking and driving...Angad must have been in one of the cars ,he had a few minor injuries but the friend he accompanied looked critical ... He walked down the steep stairs lost in a trance of how it all happened in a split second...hesitantly he switched on his mobile and searched for the number to call....
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"Hi,mind if I use this chair? " asked Kripa holding a cup of coffee in one hand and a croissant in the other...the little cafeteria run by the hospital's charitable fund couldn't afford much furniture and since there were many patients and relatives visiting the hospital that night,it was hard to find a lone corner...
"yeah sure go ahead !" replied Angad pulling out the chair for her when he saw her hands occupied...He hadn't noticed that she was the girl who he'd met a couple of hours ago outside the operating theatre ,neither did she recollect his face...she had seen a few too many injuries in a day to remember any face in particular...
"Cheers!" she sat herself down on the chair opposite him and looked out through the main entrance door...
She watched the snow flakes fall and settle on the giant Christmas tree sitting in the middle of the little green patch outside the hospital...
a white christmas it was ,with snow covered houses and streets ,
carols heard in the background and the tiny fairy lights flickering on the Christmas tree ,she mused over the significance of it all ...it was indeed a time to rejoice and celebrate...
She sniffed ironically when an ambulance pulled in with yet another emergency ...this was her life,dealing with life and death everyday which now had somehow turned her into a pretty stern character ...she was a loner with no family around ,only had a few good friends from the hospital and with that she was content with that ,no regrets and wishes none.....
She found her happiness in sweet little things and the big stuff never seem to impress her much...
she never had many expectations from life and wholeheartedly accepted all that came her way ...
Sipping onto her coffee with tiny bites of snack in between she sat watching the scene outside ...narrowing her eyes she noticed the box of presents under the tree...
"what did she want for Christmas this year?..."
a sweet smile played on her face at the thought...
A few minutes later Angad pulled himself up to leave and accidently hit his bruised elbow on the pillar in front ...
"Ouch" he cried in agony,Kripa instantly thrust her cup on the table and reached out to help him
"dont worry I'm a doctor,she flashed her hospital ID badge to confirm...rolling up his sleeve she examined the injury and much to her surprise the triage nurse and the doctors that had attended to him previously had completely ignored the wound... It may have been due to their overworked hours or sheer negligence,she cared the least about ,all she wanted for now is to get him sorted...
She called for the lift immediately and took him back to get the wound dressed and observed for a while...
Resuming her duties after the eventful break ,Kripa lost herself in the pile of notes she had to complete for handover....
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"Thanks doc" shouted Angad as he limped out of the treatment bay
"Oh Mr K...Khanna,right? "
"yeh "he nodded
"so how is the pain now ?have they given you any painkillers?" she asked hoping he had been given the right treatment this time round...
"yeah thanks !they 've been very good " he knew they had been at fault of improper administration of treatment ,but preferred to forgive and forget
since it was Christmas,time to give all ill feelings a rest...
"oh by the way ,the friend you came in with is a lot better now"she smiled gleefully
"were any of the two of u drunk by any chance?" she asked
"No! not at all ! we were completely sane and we couldnt be drunk" he looked disappointed
"I was to perform at the Royal Albert Hall tonight, I'm a guitarist and my friend Keiron ,the guy who's in there ?...well he had organised this event for me..."
he seemed on the verge of crying as the thought of the accident returned and the feeling of his dreams being shattered sank in
"I'm sorry I didnt mean to interrogate u this way ,its just that we get the usual drink and drive cases mostly on popular nights and its hard not to think away from the most common reason"
she explained but it didnt quite make much of a difference to him,
the tragic mishap of the evening had left him in a dilemma with too much at stake
"Sorry ,I never introduced myself ,I'm Dr.Kripa Sharma" she smiled as a gesture of apology and offered him a handshake
"Hi!"
"Dr.Sharma, am I allowed to see my friend now?" he looked calmer now
"yeh sure,no problem ,but he still is under anesthesia,why dont u wait till he comes around,like in a few hours ?
"hmmm ok, as u say doc!
there was a sudden whiff of clear air between the two...
"You've got an American accent" she said with a smile...
"thats coz I am from New York " he replied
"interesting!....."
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well here's the intro and part 1
I will be posting the fic in around 5 parts
and i've made a few minor changes just to fit the AK chars
hope u like
cheers
Hina
Originally posted by: missypatel
Not a response to any request..'cause i believed (and do) that people are busy with the holidays...but thought...maybe i could walk over my own declaration and do something that i believe (again do) is not my cup of tea...:) its not typical ...but i hope you like it!
Christmas!! My slightest favorite holiday in my least favorite month of the year was approaching faster than the running clock on my side table. Waking up to the loud noise in the kitchen located below my room, I struggled to peep out from under the heaps of blankets loosely wrapped around me, each used for an attachment and reason of their own. Pushing away my doggie-bear to one side I switched my laptop on. It was my savior, a day without it seemed like a night without any peaceful sleep. Unwillingly, I stepped down from my bed and walked to the window to slide the curtains apart. It was just noon, but it felt like I'd slept for a lifetime. Ahh!..another dry day with sprouting green shreds scarcely visible in the thick white layers. I never, not liked snow 'cause it was the dropping temperature that gave my heart and body such daring shrills. Yet, it couldn't ever manage to cast its shine on my face. Only some simple and pretty lasting sight it was for me.
Lazily, I grabbed my phone and hit speed dial to call him. It had been days since I talked to him. Having known and been with him for three years now, I often thought he was a mysteriously complicated person. Oh well, he was that and much more.
"Hi it's me. There's an inflatated snow man and presents stacked outside the house opposite mine. It's giving me squiggly feelings Nay. Call me!" another voice mail. He is well aware of my December frets and still choose to be unavailable just when I need him. Idiot!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"When you say you love me....For a moment, there's no one else alive ...yeaaa yeaahhhhhhhh!!!" i was screaming while driving home. "Honk!Honk! you freako! Why does the state give these retards driving license when they clearly are unfit to even sit on the driver's side. Darn them!! Don't come in my way today..its Christmas dude!!" i yelled after nearly hitting the car in front of me who cut in my way from the wrong side....."ohh When you say you love meeeee....." Humming some more, I made it home without killing anyone. Thank god for that.
After a long hot shower I walked down to the kitchen, secure in my fleece bath robe. I am home alone today so maybe I could......"Aaahhhhhhhhh!What happened to the lights" I screamed. Running down the stairs and tripping on a few, I traced my way to the refrigerator. There were some candles here somewhere and I just had to find them. I looked in the drawers by the fridge and found none. I was starting to panic now. I remembered a warning my cousin told me before leaving home, "Be careful at home, holidays have high theft crimes." And even before I could think about anything else I felt a hand grab my stomach from under my right arm. Instantly another reached my mouth, avoiding me to scream. "Tsk tsk! It's Christmas....you are not allowed to be alone. Don't you know you're committing a desiring sin Middi." Reflexively, my body gave in to the alien touch within seconds of its contact. I habitually talked to him in my dreams and there was no way I could mistake that feel and voice for some burglar's. I was expecting a call from him, but it seemed like this year, Santa was trying a new technique to surprise his believers and so he decided to reply back in person. I surely didn't wish for the spot I was in but there was nothing I could recall I would have replaced this with. I set a new record of not being grumpy next morning after a long Christmas Eve.
Yes, I've always disliked Christmas because living in a country that doesn't celebrate this holiday with the same jest, I never got a chance to unwrap gifts under the three. As a child I'd exchanged gifts with friends from school but it never was the same. And since the past couple years, away from home, I've lived in a house with a lit Christmas tree with no one to celebrate the day with and neither to be receive gifts from. Today luckily didn't make a hat trick for me. I got my first gift from Nay (my personal Santa) that lay under the Christmas tree. It was a small gift wrapped box. The joy i felt in unwrapping it doubled after realizing its content 'cause in it i found a tiny white stone that now shines on my finger.
ps: I hope you guessed the couple here is AR... :) Those nicks were used only to let you picture anybody you like...
pps: This one goes for a close friend who loves December - snow month 🤗 ...me loves you h*b* ...And for the one who is crazy about this couple....🤗 me loves you *i*....Lastly for the creative mind who enjoys happy faces..🤗 me loves you **ni ....
Originally posted by: olive_green
now for that clarification at the bottom about the couple....seemed like an afterthought😛
the only person i had in my mind while reading this was you!
it seemed effortless and direct from the heart...you should write more!
Loved it
A
Originally posted by: missypatel
NJ read out your comment loud while i was on call with her and she was pleasantly surprised and so was i later on...:D Have i ever told you (might have!) ...i did try to work on a fiction while back and then stopped after a couple parts...simply cause i don't have a wild imagination...i just can't write if i don't something already! :D so yes...the ps was only for strangers to handle the part....for real it was all me (except the ring part lol) ...soooo glad you liked this aria :)
This is for request by Kiran a.k.a Pebblez :-)
Neverwhere
"I am bored." The lady with "Thing one" written on her t-shirt whined.
"So am I." The guy with "Thing two" written on his t-shirt agreed.
"We have not had any 'visitors' for a while now", she mused sullenly.
"Right. It's been three weeks since the last batch of "ghost busters" peed in their pants for minor moaning and little mischief we created which was basically PG13. Do you think they have stopped shivering yet?" he replied and questioned without any enthusiasm.
"You think we scared them really badly to keep up the haunted house gossip alive? I mean, we cannot really get out of this damn mold affected rotten house, so we do need our entertainment every once in a while. If we lose these occasional self-proclaimed brave people, we would die. Again. This time because of boredom", she whined.
He was about to respond when they heard footsteps and a guy whining "Riddhima, this is a bad idea" in the verandah which was followed by "Are you scared of a teeny haunted house Armaan?" in a really patronizing tone.
Thing one and Thing two were suddenly feeling very happy.
Finally.
New victims were here.
However, the new people who came into the house were not your run of the mill ordinary couple. They decided to give the new couple - Armaan and Riddhima few minutes to get acquainted with the house first. The couple was exploring the house making as little noise as possible; girl grumbling and the guy grumbling even more. And then they heard the most annoying nasal voice. Ever.
"Riddzzzyyy....!!!! Where are youuuuu? I am here to protect you....!!!!!"
Vikram. Oh yeah. Wherever Riddhima was, her stalker/admirer/self-proclaimed future boyfriend/resident (chose any location, any number of people) idiot was also here.
"Is that the ghoul from the attic of slate roofed house in next lane?" Thing one asked.
"I think it's the poltergeist that we drove away from the cupboard in first floor. Its irritating high octave matches this voice." Thing two replied.
"Nope. It seems someone new. Look at him and listen to him. His voice and his style are both loud. Just that tone of his voice makes me scrap my skin with scales and poke chopsticks through my ears. Is he new to our world? Did you hear anyone dying in this area and passing over to our side?"
"I have not. But you know we missed past two meetings with the "Committee for all supernatural beings imagined and real" where some naive rookie would have passed over."
"If that was the case, someone would have warned him about us. But that whiny voice is so annoying." Thing one complained.
And then they heard the human girl talk.
"Who called that moron here Armaan?" She seethed.
"It was not me Riddhima trust me! I am certain that it is Rahul. That dope always tries to ruin my time with you." The boy called Armaan muttered.
"I think I will kill him tonight here and dump the body in attic or something. Will you help me?" The girl was little too eager to carry out her not so pseudo threat.
"Riddhima!" Armaan yelled.
"What? I am serious", she replied.
Thing one and Thing two looked at each other.
"That Vikram thing cannot be murdered here." Thing one exclaimed.
"But he might see 'The Light' and go towards it which will do those humans and us a huge favor." Thing two reasoned.
"Nope. He is the kind of guy who would need neon lights, pictures of girls in skimpy clothes and copious amount of candy to lure him somewhere."
"Or that girl: Ridhdima." Thing one sighed.
"Right." Thing two agreed.
"We have to save that whiny voiced idiot before that girl Riddhima kills him here. I simply cannot have him haunting in this house." Thing one declared and floated towards Armaan and Riddhima. Those two apparently were not getting along so well either. Thing one vaguely wondered of the other boy Armaan would also be killed by the girl that night. Riddhima was seeing blood.
"Look Armaan, if you don't stop making these crappy horror movie references with every step I take, I will stab you with my stilettos." She warned.
"Who, in their right mind would wear high heels in a terrain like this?" Armaan asked her.
"Terrain? We are inside a house you dolt and not hiking."
"But there might be circumstances where we might have to run!" Armaan exclaimed.
"Run? Why would we run? It's not like this place is haunted or anything", she retorted.
"Hey" "Hey" Both Thing one and Thing two yelled, not that any human could hear them.
"Riddhima, many people have claimed that they have seen ghosts in this house."
"And they are right!" Thing two nodded along with Armaan.
"Look Armaan. We will just look around the house, tease Vikram and perhaps even spook him enough to be afraid for a few days so that he is locked up in his room and go. And when we do this, if you maintain two feet distance from me and absolute silence, it will be a highly painless experience for you."
"Fine. Fine. How many more rooms are remaining?"
"Hmm...we are in first floor right? Just one last room then. According to rumors, it's the room which is supposedly haunted." She made those air quotes when she said 'haunted'.
Thing two looked impressed with Riddhima and Thing one drooled over Armaan. They were once humans after all. They looked at one another and knew what they had to do.
"Let's spook their pants off!"
At first, Armaan squeaked and Riddhima ignored. When it happened for second time, Armaan jumped a little and Riddhima was little surprised. They were hearing extra pair of footsteps walking next to them on the wooden floor.
"It's the ghosts!" Armaan whispered in Riddhima's ear. Thing two sniggered.
"Must be rats or something Armaan. Stop being so paranoid."
"Do rats stop when we stop walking? Do they maintain same pace as ours? Riddhima am telling you it's the ghosts." He stopped talking and also stopped walking. The ghost steps also stopped. Armaan was spooked, Riddhima merely looked curious.
"Armaan it must be these old wooden panels which haven't been used in all these years making additional noises when we walk", she tried to find reason in their situation.
Thing one looked hurt while Thing two looked insulted.
Armaan and Riddhima were standing in front of the door and when Armaan was just about to open it, the door opened on its own with a bang. Armaan jumped few inches and Riddhima was tiny bit pale.
"Must be the wind", she told Armaan.
"Right Riddhima. Just when I am about to open the door, wind chooses that exact moment to do its thing which opens only this door in the house while every other thing including the CURTAINS OVER OPEN WINDOWS ARE INTACT", he shouted the last part.
Thing one and Thing two were now looking at Riddhima. Suddenly their motive of being entertained had been changed to impress Riddhima with their haunting skills. A few days later when they would retrospect this episode, they sure would feel "fangirl-ish".
"You have a point there Armaan", Riddhima replied. It was a little odd.
"Do you still want to go in?" Armaan asked.
"We are here this far, so let's finish it", she responded. Thing one and Thing two were really impressed. It was one thing to watch all this horror related garbage in movies, but in real life people got scared for much basic sillier things. But Riddhima had hold on for this far.
"Should we spook them further?" Thing two asked Thing one.
"Nah. Let's stop here. There is no fun in spooking people who don't want to be afraid." Thing one preached philosophically.
"You just don't want to bruise your ego further", Thing two scoffed at which Thing one shot a dirty look. Thing two knew when to shut up.
"Okay Riddhima, now we have seen this room. Can we please go now?" Armaan pleaded.
"Yes, let's go. But just make sure that Vikram is out of our way when we go back. If I see him, maybe I will kill him today." Riddhima replied.
"I don't understand your irrational anger towards Vikram but whatever. Come on", Armaan literally dragged her out when Vikram was searching for them in kitchen and pantry.
"I like that girl." Thing one said.
"She will make an awesome ghost one day", Thing two replied with dreamy eyes.
Sookie
Originally posted by: DMG4EVER
Theme:Snowy/Cosy New Year
Genre: Romance
Couple: Armaan Riddhima <3
from Me (Misha) 2 You (Kavya) - and everyone else.
x Misha =]