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Hey finally u updated after a long tym I was so anxious to read further

Chalo koi ni next tym quick update dena

Everything is getting so messy I mean why parth is behaving so he wanted to separate sandhir he was threatening sanyu to come wid him n sanyu not protesting n telling rd god what is hppning so much to come

Do update soon eagerly wtng

Keep smiling dear 😊

Originally posted by: skm27395

RES...will read it later and give u a long review later coz right now am outside!!

Unres now...

Wow,its actually a dark ff yaar
Eagerly waiting for the next part
Love
Pari

Intresting Update!!! Parth taking away sanyu, unxpected...waiting for nxt!!!!

Dudet...

Ur serially confusing everyone... N I mean it,..

It was good... Moi loves it...
U didn't send it to me but no problem... Moi not angry this time., next time ur dead meat of u do that..

PaRan ka kya kar diya tune behna? Like seriously??

What happened to their plan... As in together...?

Ok comments are supposed to be appreciative but I'm breaking the norm... No I'll not... Not in a mood..🤣

It was awesome but like always ur a kacha banana in PaRan bond... Improve that... U kinda ruined it... Parth is like he's gonna kill Randhir..

Adios
Aye..!!

RES

Ooo...randhir ke jaate hi, sanyu ka kidnap...damn u parth...damn u to the deepest pits of hell...n i hope, everything gets sorted out between sandhir soon, after randhir saves his princess of course...😆

Now what is that? its a dark ff in true sense.You made saintly Parth villainous?and reference to Persephone...oh my god it has to be dark. She was the goddess of underworld yet was tortured...Sanyukta-Persephone link gave me a chill in the spine.Now I am glued. I love it I loved it totally. You know how to play with words effortlessly. You are a master at giving clues yet maintaining the mystery. Hug you ash. This is mindblowing.

Originally posted by: Burn_the_Ashes

I know I'm late.

I'm sorry.

Dedicated to my new friends and my old.

Burn the Ashes? Dang... that's a unique username! Haha, I know I haven't reviewed chapter 16 of TPT... but I am doing that next! hahah (trying to prolong my homework as much as I can!) hahahahaha! Okay! let's get to the next chapter *rubs hands together*

Chapter 4: Don't Fight it.

Pain is a hole in my heart

that someone ripped apart.

It's always difficult to end something

But more difficult to restart.

I got it... you mean to say it's difficult for Sanyu to try and restart her life again with Randhir! But they are giving each other another chance... I so need to read a fan fic after the two worst episodes in the history oF sadda haq... I absolutely hated those epis. And you know what... I was sooo distorted by it that I couldn't even make an analysis post over it. That's how distraught I was. But your updates are gonna make me feel better... I just know it!

'You killed my daughter'

"Sanyukta!" she heard her husband's worried voice.

"Huh?" she looked up to see eyes as moist as her own.

so. we know from last update that Randhir had blamed Sanyukta for her miscarriage... and that 'direct thought' was a blast from the past.

OH MY GOSH. My mind just went to watching the V-daytripping with Nisha...she is adorbs! "WHAT THE HELLL?!" hahaha! You should watch it if you haven't! anyways... back to the story!

'I know what you are thinking about. Please forgive me. I was stupid.' the words floated in his mind but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

dammit RD... say it! JUST SAY IT. gosh. at first when I read this I was like awww. and then I say that 'he couldn't bring himself to say it' and I was like😲 ... nooo! hahaha. anyways! continue!

"We have an appointment with the counsellor in 15 min." Randhir looked at his watch.

A gift from her on their second Anniversary.

"I'll get ready." Sanyukta nodded.

He watched her as she got up and went to the bed room.

"I already had a shower." Randhir told her.

"Arrange your PS3 and all the other kuda properly. I don't want the hall to look like a mess." his wife's yell from the washroom made him chuckle.

His Sanyukta.

His perfectionist.

The light of his life.

He had ruined it once and now he was going to fix it.

In every way possible.

AWH! That's the spirit! but kuda? hehehe I don't know what that is... but I am assuming it's a mess. and yay! they are going to fix this... hopefully the counsellor will help.

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He was still in his car, looking at closed windows covered with curtains.

'She must be getting ready.

I can't wait.' a smirk adorned his face. He had began a mental countdown from 20.

She opened the window and smiled, in all her wet haired glory.

Faking her smile.

As usual.

Painful for them both.

Faking a smile? hmm. I don't know... She must be getting ready? Sanyukta😉 or... 😉

'I'm taking you tonight'he assured himself as he put the binoculars down and readjusted his shades.

Thoughts of how it would feel to have her in his arms made him smirk at the now closed window.

'The next time I look at you there will be no windows or walls' he smiled.

A ping from his other cellphone disturbed him.

'Thanks for listening to me in the morning bro. You were a big help.

-Randhir'

Parth couldn't help but shake his head.

Randhir or no Randhir, Parth would take what he had planned to from the start.

Before Randhir had ruined it all.

His Persephone.

Parth's persephone... yup. Randhir shouldn't have came between... he just shouldn't have.

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"Sanyukta, come on! Late ho raha hai!" Randhir looked at his wife who looked plainly angelic in a blue salwar kameez. Just like college days. He missed them so much.

"Let me dry my hair first MCP!" Sanyukta bit her tongue as soon as the the word MCP rolled off her lips.

She stood frozen, a deer in the headlights, looking at him timidly to see his reaction.

He had a smile on his face.

oh my gosh! I can see this happen! hahaha! she biting her tongue!

"I'm an MCP but I'm your MCP" Randhir smirked.

"Do you even know the meaning of MCP" Sanyukta asked, still busy attacking her hair with a towel.

"I'm not dumb Sanyukta. Remember that I was rank one?

MCP means male chauvinist pig. Duh!" Randhir rolled his eyes.

Sanyukta Singh Shekhawat let out a loud giggle.

"Isme hasne ki kya baat hai? Main Galat thodi hu?" Randhir frowned at her puzzling expression.

"Ex-rank no one. Aur MCP ka full from hai My cute pie" Sanyukta couldn't resist pulling her confused husband's cheeks.

I KNOW RIGHT! I used that too! My cutie pie... RD. he is ...😳😳

"What? Me and a cute pie. My Farzi, you have lost your tiny mind." Randhir howled, outraged at being called cute.

She could call him hot. Handsome even.

Not cute.

Definitely not cute.

HAHAHA! I love this! hahahaah! makes me smile!!!!

"My tiny mind? This tiny mind pushed you down to Rank two." Sanyukta retaliated, her hands on her hips and fire in her eyes.

This was Sanyukta Singh Shekhawat version of 'Don't mess with me'.

It was true. Randhir knew he couldn't argue with her about this.

ooohhh snap! hahaah! she got him? but seriously... prodigy got to rank 2... hmmm. Will have to find out what happened...

He simply shook his head at her childish mimicry. It had been so long.

"What?" the silly look on her face faded into confusion and a hint of fear.

Fear that he had taught her.

"I was thinking that it's been so long we were like this. Carefree. College day Sanyukta and Randhir. I wish those days would return. I wish we hadn't made those mistakes." Randhir whispered.

awww. HE IS SO FREAKING CUTE! But I love how you described it...

"We screwed up. You and me both. Let's not continue the tradition with the future." Sanyukta put her arms around him in a comforting hug.

He leaned in, his own arms going to her waist.

He felt like he was finally home. Where he belonged.

awh awh awh! 😳 I just love them both.

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Parth didn't like to wait.

His supply of patience (which had not been much to begin with) was being depleted at an alarming rate.

'Damn you Randhir , get out of here so I can take what I came for. You've come in between long enough. Get lost!'

The coke can in his hands was crushed like it was a sheet of paper.

He didn't care about the fact that this hand was covered in sticky carbonated drink. All he cared about was her. The one person Randhir had told him to stay away from.

Parth took his cherished photo of her out.

The roar of Randhir's car made him smirk.

It was time.

Uh. oh. goodness! ahhh!

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She looked out of the window and watched Randhir's car disappear from sight.

She sighed.

Alone again.

This is where you messed up yaar... if I didn't know the story, I would catch you right here... I can't say any more.. meeting in 15 minutes... and this? *smirk*

He had said they would go together but 'work' was more important to him. She had never really been his priority.

ohhh. this is where you get me back... but remember... work being his priority over sanyu... nope. lol. 😆

She took tired steps to the sofa, her light blue outfit a stark contrast with the grey state of her mind. A tear ran down her cheek and she felt herself tremble. He had said he'd be there. But he wasn't. She was fooling herself. She didn't matter anymore. Her family had long forsaken her. He was the only thing had.

And now, he had left her again.

you sooo sly! hahaah! I got it now. Her light blue outfit... hahahaha! haahahah! okay okay okay. imma stop.

A knock on the door made her leap off the sofa and rush to the door, tears forgotten.

She wipped her face with her duppata and smiled, ready to greet him.

"Randhir!"

The door clicked open.

He stood there, a spare key dangling from his finger, flaring nostrils and angry eyes. "I'm sick of hearing that name. Randhir Randhir Randhir! You picked him over me! "

She involuntarily took a few steps behind.

A smirk adorned his features as he slammed the door shut behind him.

"I know...I'm sorry.." she gasped, moving back.

Every step he took forward, she took one backward.

They kept playing the 'Don't come closer game' till her back was slammed into the wall.

"Enough. It's time to face your reality. I'm the man in your life. Not Randhir" he grabbed her shoulders, making her wince.

I love how you have portayed this... I CANT WAIT FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER...(expose)

"But Randhir is my.." she began.

hahahaha! husband?🤣! hehehehe! hahahaha!

He grabbed her jaw tighly, making her incapable of coherent speech.

Is it the first time he's done that? 😆

"Wrong answer. But don't worry, I'll help you." He pulled her into her bed room.

"What are you doing Parth? Are you crazy?" her voice shook with fear. He wouldn't really hurt her, would he?

"Yes. I'm crazy. I'm crazy about you. You are the one I want and the one I can't have. All thanks to your dear Randhir!" Parth snarled, pushing her to her cupboard "Pack. Unless you want to be wearing nothing when I take you home."

"This is ridiculous. Do you really think I'm going to obey you? Do you really think Randhir will let you get away with this?" she scoffed.

I LOVE THE PARALLELISM BETWEEN THE MYTHOLOGY AND "reality"!

"Sweetheart. Do you think I give a damn about Randhir? He's played with our future enough. Pack up." something in his voice made her freeze.

This was the voice of a man who would do anything to get what he wanted.

And he wanted her.

"You have 5 minutes. Don't bother screaming. I already know the apartments are sound proof." he sat down on her bed and watched her.

She looked at him with disbelief in her eyes.

"Why? Why now? Just when everything is going well you want to ruin things between everyone? " she demanded, her hands trembling , eyes blurring with tears.

"Stupid girl. Pack up." he smirked.

"No way." she made a move to grab her cellphone off the table.

He was faster.

They collided into the wall.

'Help me please'

Her world went dark.