Gehraiyan [2] - (Resuming) Author's Note pg. 58

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kaamchorni

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Posted: 9 years ago

#361

Originally posted by: Flame_of_Forest

for the next part..

Me too 😉

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Flame_of_Forest

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Posted: 9 years ago

#362

^^ so it means the next update will be coming very soon ;)
waiting :)

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Mishti

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Posted: 9 years ago

#363

Peek a boo 😃... Reading your ' deep tavern word flowing Valley' now

Hoping to see you back by the time I get done catching up 😆😳

Hope you are doing well.. Last time I wrote.. you had exams? Did they go well? got some more skeletons in your cupboard kya?!! Any more exams or anything detrimental coming up that is keeping you away from your 'waadi' hehee?!!

Missed you 😳

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Mishti

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Posted: 9 years ago

#364

Though the length of your chapters is short there is a lot that you let on to mull over.

A weird form of a triangle this is between Naina Dev Heer!

Ohhh I was brewing up this spicy chemistry between Heer and Dev in my mind now it feels like she was never part of the story... Or is it that yes she wasn't part of it before but now will be?!!!

I am coming up with so many angles in my head lol...waiting to find out what unfolds as Dev reaches the hospital.

Old memories.. small snubs and remarks on young minds go a long way in life. how deep those scars are you only realise at broken moments. Heer seems to be going through something like that.

Hehee you know when you described Geet and Maan taking refuge in the old haveli ...well Geet willingly and Maan being forced to!

I got some songs coming in my mind, 'Baahoun main chale aaoun hum se sanam kya parda' And 'Bheegi bheegi raatoun main phir tum aao na'☺️

I swear in a situation as classically romantic as this: A long dark monsoon night in the hills of Darjeeling, a Handsome hero and a damsel like Heroine stuck in an old mansion...it with candles and a fireplace as the only solace of warmth. The Heroine draped in a rustic red saree splayed across the floor and what in the world does your Hero say ..."you look terrible" and "I am going to bed" !!! 😲😲

kya in gehraiyoun main raat ki laali nahi !!! ☺️ Heheee

So far of what I have read of your work.. you are probably going to give a twist to every classic situation I have know to read 👏

As you can see I cam back with in a week and so eagerly waiting for the next chapters to come along with you.

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kaamchorni

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Posted: 9 years ago

#365

Previously

"I am calling from Joya Lekar Hospital. Ms Rathod was admitted here after a car accident earlier today. She is currently unconscious and we need consent from her next of kin..."

Ghumer Ghore

"Will you let your dreams kill you, Nayantara? Will you really let them take from you again? But why? Why?"

Her eyes were too heavy to open and it took a few moments to hear him with clarity.

"Why?"

"Because you're not family, Sir. The patient needs a lot of support when she's discharged and we must make sure her family is briefed about the situation. I understand your frustration but I hope you can appreciate that this is the hospital's policy."

"And I hope you can appreciate that the policy is bullshit."

She frowned. That wasn't like him.

"So she's just supposed to lie there for who knows how long until her family gets here? And what if they don't? What if they get stuck in the - oh, I don't know - torrential rainstorm that caused this mess to begin with? You want her to suffer?"

Ah...

She thought of her aunt, a beautiful, foolish woman who chose respect over love and spent her whole life suffering the price in quiet dignity.

She thought of herself and didn't know whether to weep or laugh.

"Dev..." Her voice struggled but he was by her bed in two quick strides.

"Are you okay?"

She thought she nodded.

"Dev." He felt so far away. She must have been on a wicked number of painkillers.

"Nayantara..." He breathed.

She felt him move closer and turned to see more of his face.

His voice was without the emotion she had just witnessed, his body as tall and controlled as ever, but the little bit of wildness she saw in his eyes reminded her of the fiercely - frighteningly - caring man she once knew.

Her spirits dropped and she turned her face away.

"Go home, Dev. Take Heer."

Perhaps her eyes wanted to sting but a wave of tiredness hit her so deep that they closed without warning and she found that it was harder and harder to care about the storm that was now on his face.

Edited by kaamchorni - 9 years ago