From the Diaries of... - Page 8

Originally posted by: firsttimehere

Hi Naina .. I totally Loved what you have written ... especially their dance and Abhi's description of what Pragya is 😊

It was so so beautiful that I tears in my eyes ..Thank you very much for writing this ..I have read all your previous writings on this forum, now You got me out of my hiding to let you know how much I loved them all and most importantly this particular story of yours 😊

Thank you , Dil se , for keeping the end hopeful between Abhigya 🤗❤️

Originally posted by: Naina-

Omg!! Thank you so much for coming out of hiding to share such a sweet feedback! You have no idea how much that means to me! And I have seen your likes on each of the OSes, dear-you haven't gone unnoticed by me! 🤗

Thank YOU, dil se, for letting me know you liked the OS. I feel so happy now! ❤️

P.S With what name should I address you? 😳

Sneak Peek of the Next Diary Entry: Frustrations of a Lonely Heart.

I was clutching onto him for dear life, thinking this might be the end. We were in closed corners; there was no way to escape if Neil and his men found us in this hut. I tugged on the neck of his tank top in fear, only for him to divert his attention away from the door to me. I looked through my specs at him, only to see fear and concern from his eyes reflecting back at me. But there was something more...he was trying to say something more with his eyes. We heard another knock on the door and I hid myself deeper into his chest. And that was all I needed. The fear, the apprehension, the trembling...it all faded away as his arms wound tightly around me, one of his hands placed securely at the back of my head.

If this was going to be our end, I was happy about two things- that we were together in our last few moments, and that I had finally spilled out what was in my heart. What had started out as a lifeless marriage full of revenge, misunderstandings and betrayal had somewhere along the road become something more. More than just an act to withhold in front of the family. More than just a reason to keep our ailing elders happy and healthy. More than just a drama that I felt imprisoned in. It had become something really sacred for me. This marriage had become an important part of my identity. More specifically, he had become my life...

*BOOM* The fragile door was bursted open with more force than was needed, and we could hear an army of footsteps coming towards us. I squeezed my eyes shut as his hands wounded around me even tighter. This was it.

Love,

Naina

Originally posted by: Naina-

Omg I never put up the rest of that OS! :(

Originally posted by: -jaya-

yes 😭 😭