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TRUTH IS TOLD 8.1.26
Toxic - The Tease
Originally posted by: sondaryalakshmi
O MY GOD WAT A TWIST SO ARNAV BETRAYED KHUSHI 3 YEARS AGO.
HE IS DISGUSTING!!!!BUT WHY THE CHILD CALLED KHUSHI HIS MOTHER????WAT A MYSTERY, I THINK THE CHILD CAN BE ARSHI'S CHILD MAY BE KHUSHI HAD AN ACCIDENT AND HAD LOST HER PARTIAL MEMORY !!!!!!!!!!HEY PLZZZ UPLOAD A PIC OF THE CHILD IN UR NEXT UPDATE PLZZZ!!!!!
"Stay away from my son."
It was Arnav. Before I could even blink, he roughly snatched away the child from my side to his. The little one cried out in pain as Arnav's firm hands gripped the child's tendrils.
"Your...your son..."
His icy cold hazel eyes were expressionless. If he felt guilt, hurt or nothing at all, it was hard to decipher.
"What are you doing here? Following me? I should have known some people can never change."
He was remorseless. His nonchalant way of refuting the situation conveyed everything. The monster again roared on my chest. It wanted to slay down that person with the sensitivity of a peanut into million pieces. But my body refused to move an inch. The numbness was overwhelming.
"Now. You see I have some unfinished business to attend. Do enjoy the food . Lobsters are the specialty here." He nodded curtly.
The six-feet guy with broad muscular back was holding the fragile shadow of him and walking away into the exit.
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The blazing sounds were indistinguishable.
"Hey woman, do you wanna get yourself killed?"
"Move out of the way!"
The dampness of the meadows had no effect on my senses as I sat in a corner bench in Central Park. The rotten brown leaves of autumn were the perfect ambiance for my mood. The times I spent drooling over him during my college days flashed before my eyes. His one perfect smile would shine my world in the darkness of my poor grades. His one word would take me away from the loneliness I felt here without my parents. For him, I would leave all my friends and watch him play tennis for hours and hours. He was the center of my entire small world. Do I regret that?
I had never expected much in return from him. Sure of myself that he was never to be mine. Everything I did for him derived selfless pleasure. No I did not regret it. Then what is hurting so hard? Why the falling darkness suddenly seems a more comfortable place to belong to?
He had reassured his love then. At the end of graduation, he had confessed. The five months we spend together seems heaven had come down to reside upon this earth only to be cruelly cut short by that ominous night. Everything started to go reverse then. I had somewhere known this undeniable truth all long but seeing it today in flesh and blood was harder to accept.
This is no love. This isn't treachery either. Just stupidity which I as a fool had cherished as love . It had been hard to hate him all these three years with those lingering feelings surfacing on its own. How can I feel anything for him? He had not been worthy of my love then, my hatred would belittle itself now to be wasted upon him.
The fingers slipped away from the caller log. I wasn't going to call Dia. I'll continue my stay at his house to finish the indecent proposal myself.
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It was an hour since I was standing in the lobby. My fingers refused to hit the doorbell. The rain drops clinged on to my tresses. The wet clothes managed to have its effect at last since I started to shiver. Coming to my senses, I pressed the doorbell.
"Good evening , Madame. Let me take your purse."
I waved the butler aside.
"Should I bring warm clothes for you? Or would you like a hot shower first? Anything special for dinner tonight, Mam?"
He was not in the drawing room. His study was empty. His indoor gym was the same. There was only one place he could be now.
I banged the door open.
He was busy on his Blackberry sitting sprawled over his couch.
"Aren't you early from work today?"
"Manners Miss. Knock the door first and get my permission."
"I know why you did this contract marriage with me."
"God bless your intelligence."
"You used me."
"Did you do it for free? A deal with money is business not usage, honey."
"Why me of all people?"
"So I could see your face all riled up like this."
"Ha..congratulations on winning your son's custody."
"Thank you very much."
"But where's your prized possession?"
"Mind your own business."
"I promise I can try to be not so evil, step-mom."
"Step-mom? You can never be the mother of my son. Forget step-mom."
"Oh I see. I am supposed to fulfill my duties only as a wife then."
"Make your point and leave. I don't want a headache."
"Headache is all you suffered? Geez, life is so unfair."
He took out his cigar and casually lit it before tucking it in his mouth.
"Well you have made your point. Leave now."
"How can I call someone bas***d, pervert, f**k you to someone who's not even human? I am sure I have done some miracle earlier to be saved from the creature you are."
"Is that all you've got? I can swear better than you."
"Just don't make your son like you."
"Why don't you keep your poking nose away from others business?"
"All these few weeks I have been here, have you been secretly meeting your child? For once, learn to accept what is yours and bring him near you."
"Shouldn't you be happy he isn't here in this house?"
"Why would I be unhappy? What you and your son do, is nothing I care of."
"Just remember those last words you uttered."
"You know something? Get over hiding anything from me. I am actually glad I bounced upon the truth. I am now going to live my life- uncluttered and carefree."
"Whenever you need any help with a guy, don't feel shy to ask."
Slamming the door as hard as I could, I ran to my room before the tears rolling down my cheeks would betray me.
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