What an amazing piece of writing !! I literally had goosebumps as I read it..
The intensity of their feelings and love for each other, the destruction it has caused them and the infinite strength displayed by Ranveer in this.. All the said and unsaid feelings between two of them .. they are all captured in your OS in a sheer poetry..
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I love the title and they way you linked it to the end of your OS.. I feel like I am in a different world only inhabited by IshVeer and no one else... Actually no words are beautiful enough to describe how I feel after reading it.. blame it on my in-adequateness !! 😭😭
Oh, how I wish our CVs will read this and realize what they have been missing in their version !! 😡
You really have such an artful way of playing with words, it leaves us yearning for more !! Some of the sentences and paras you wrote... oh, it just made my heart ache and filled the eyes with tears..
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"Maybe for the truth in her lie, or the lie in her truth,"
Some drink too much, some smoke and some...some fall in love. Because each one dies in their own way.
With time, even if he did move on, the best part of him would still be inside that box, wrapped around Ishani's ghost.
She was a knife whose home was his heart, and he could think of nothing he wanted more than to bare his chest to her again.
"I hope the grasp of my hands feel like everything you consider home where you can trust me enough to find hiding places to put all your secrets, fears, dreams and prayers. Even your heart. I will guard it forever. "
If this is not an example enough of stellar writing, I don't know what is..
I really wish you plan to take up writing as a full time work or already do!! This is as good as any experienced, published author's work !! 👏⭐️👏⭐️👏⭐️👏⭐️
Wish you all the best and keep the new ones coming.. !! You are the solace for our hurt souls burning in the agony of the current butchered track !! 🤗🤗
Mannat Har Khushi Paane Ki
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