NiBirStory:Bloodbath Chap5,6,Epi Updated - Page 2

Originally posted by: Niha0606

😭😭yeh kya hai...i want update sooner pls

really so interesting...👏👏i am just loving ur stories more and more😊

Thanks Niha meri ye story bhi bardaash karne ke liye😆
Really thanks a lot😳😳
Will Update soon😃

Originally posted by: ..MysticAura..

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is she really dead?

i want you to continue this soon!

i loved this!

Thanks sooo much Annie😳😳
Well I will update soon😃 and next update will answer your question😉
Thanks again for liking it

Originally posted by: poornima_15

Plzzz continue it ... this is so good ... but I have some doubts ... actually many 😆 so plz iska part1 jldi update dedo .. phir u can take ur time😃 ... waiting🤣

Big Thanks Poornima for liking it😳😳
I'll be continuing😃
I knew many doubts would be there🤣
So will update Part1 sooner 😆😆😆

I know it's short but thought of posting in order to clear some doubts... next update would be longer...😃 Thanks to all who liked and appreciated.🤗 Again saying it's first time attempt to serious stuffs so at any point of time if anyone feels about giving me advice or say anything else then please you are heartly welcomed❤️

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NiBir Story :Bloodbath

Chapter1A

Yeah, I was Nisha Gangwal Rathore, who now is just Nisha Gangwal after the divorce. The Nisha that got married to Kabir is no more. People regard this Nisha as coward, self-centered, wicked and contemptible and with many more foul words which my brain does not want to sense ever. I elevated myself and left the place with my mind lost into nothingness.

I reached the place where my aching heart could find solace. I stood against a Church. Church shone bright with the decorated lights. Cheerful voices and pleasant greetings of the Christmas Eve could be heard. I couldn't step in. Church is a holy place... not for criminals and I was one.

People aren't at fault when they curse me. My deeds in the past evoke detestation. I had spilt the darkness on my impeccable self and I never understood it until I got drowned.

"Why are you standing there? Come in child" Father spoke.

I negated and continued my wander with a bruise deep in heart that could never be healed. My untamed mind drifted back and the moments Kabir and I had spent together slowly seeped in.

"Kabir, I love you so much" I spoke elated.

He had gifted me a lovely pendant on my birthday.

"I love you too Nisha" he said as he slid that pendant in a chain and wound it around my neck.

"It looks beautiful" I smiled as my hand brushed the pendant while looking at the mirror.

"Yeah, my wife looks so beautiful" he uttered huskily looking at my reflection.

My diverted my gaze with lowered head as a blush swept my cheeks. He pushed my head up softly with his index finger under my chin. As my eyes looked up, I found him looking at me with deep love.

I grabbed his hand in mind and said in a low voice, "Kabir, will you love me always like this?"

He smiled, "Only my death can stop me to love you Nisha"

I shut his mouth with my fingers on his lips and spoke, "If death is bound to happen, I want it to choose me before you"

And this wish of mine was granted. There lived no Nisha Gangwal Rathore. Even if I bore the name Nisha Gangwal, I wasn't the same Nisha Gangwal I had been before marriage...

My destiny turned me into an orphan even before realization of life could dawn on me. I was just a month old. All babies cry but my wails withered the dead silence obliviously. I grew up in an orphanage with such sufferings that people say could shiver souls. I was only a girl child at the orphanage ran by a government agency. All the other little orphans were threatened to death if they let a word out of their mouths regarding me getting manhandled.

After so many failed attempts, I flee from the hell as an adolescent with the assistance of my brothers. I addressed other orphans as brothers because they chose to help me running away even if it meant running blood in their hands.

I still remember what had happened after that. The images are crystal clear like it had happened just some time before.

I was roving that night on the roads fearlessly. I had endured so much that the feeling of fright was long lost. I went near an empty bench and started to lay down when a lady's voice interrupted me.

"Who are you? Where are your parents? Why is blood running out of your lips? My God! Your forehead is swollen!"

I was silent with half eyes open.

"Come along with me to the hospital" she spoke with concern.

I still sat on the bench blankly and saw a tear trickle down her cheek. She wiped it and pulled me inside her car.

After the hospital, she took me along with her to her residence. She made me wear a new frock and asked me to sleep. In a week, my wounds got cured but only the physical ones. The lady, Mrs. Briganza was a widow who turned out to be my caretaker. As years flown, I recovered with the aid of psychiatrist's treatment. I became normal as I crossed my teenage. I had won back confidence, courage and nobility due to her shower of love and lessons of life. She was the lady who gifted me my virtue back. And she died of heart attack four years ago that I gifted her.

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Chapter1B-

https://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=4718125&PID= 137344378&#p137344378

Very nice part it was 👍🏼

It z really thrilling..

It looks interesting... update soon 😊

🤔Couldn't send pms for Chapter 1A to anyone as I was caught up in some urgent work after updation. Sorry for inconvinience if any... Here's Chapter1B which is also short... I'll try my best to post Chapter2 tomorrow for in depth story line finally... Thanks to all again❤️

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NiBir Story :Bloodbath

Chapter1B

A tap at my shoulder pelted me to present. I looked up to find a small boy pleading to buy a newspaper from him. After purchasing whole bunch of it, I asked whereabouts of the boy. He told me he lives at a tent with his sister. I knew next that I have to be their Santa this Christmas Eve. I dialed an NGO and landed the siblings at their orphanage. The NGO, run by my boss, Divya, could be trusted. I work as a data entry operator at Divya's company and as an assistant at the NGO. The NGO runs an orphanage, an old age home, women care center, reformation zone and a rehabilitation hub.

The relation of Divya and I began the day I was introduced to psychotherapy at the women care center. It happened three years ago and I myself had been staying there as a helper from two long years.

"Nisha you did a great work bringing those children here" Divya patted my back.

I smiled meekly in response.

"Are you okay?" she asked worried.

My blotchy eyes must have hinted her of my state of mind.

I lied, "Yeah I'm" and surpassed her.

Once at my room, I laid myself to bed even though I knew sleep was far away from my eyes. I felt my lip quivering and I tried to hold it back but wasn't successful. I locked my eyelids tightly as my history replayed in my mind.

"Dadi I came first in my college!" I exclaimed.

Mrs. Briganza smiled wide and kissed my cheeks.

"Congratulations Nishu! Hard work always leads to success"

I encircled my arms around her neck, "Dadi, I want to tell you something"

"Speak Nishu" She looked directly in my eyes.

"Actually...I...erm...Ka...Kabir...err"

"You want to marry him?" she inquired flashing her eyebrows.

My heart raced as she spoke out its voice. I nodded excitedly.

"Great news!" She pulled my cheeks.

"Dadi!" I hugged her overjoyed.

Kabir and I had met in college as strangers. We befriended each other since Priyali was our common friend. Steadily our relation got colored in love. We got married after our graduation. We wedded twice, once according to Hindu rituals and once according to Christianity. Pledged to be together for next seven births, a split second severed us apart.

"No!" I shouted as my mind roamed into my dark past.

Divya quickly reached me, " Nisha? What happened?"

I let my tears flow stuck in my eyes until the moment. She drove me in her embrace.

"Nisha everything will be alright... okay"

I cried my heart out clutching her kurta tightly as I knew all this couldn't be made right then. She patted my back all the while I sniveled. After some half an hour, my wails turned into sobs and she laid me down to the bed, kissing my forehead. I don't know when I fell asleep.

The sun came streaming in the canvas the next morning which pricked my close eyes. I flapped my eyes open and found myself wrapped in a comforter. I remembered Divya was consoling me last night, she must have done it. I suspired as I recollected the awful records with my caretakers. I heard Divya's voice and looked up.

"Good morning Nisha" Divya smiled.

I got up the bed, "morning Divya"

"Say good morning"

"I want to meet those kids I brought here yesterday, where are they now?"

She sighed, "Nisha yaar"

"Where are they? I'll meet them after freshening up"

"They are allotted room no.732"

"Okay"

I started to leave but she held my shoulder.

"Nisha, today a couple is going to come for adopting a child. I have to go for a press meet today, so in case they come in my absence, please attend them"

"I'll ask Pagare uncle to meet them"

"He is coming along with me to the press meet"

"Fine, I'll tell Shobhit to"

She cut in, "No, not Shobhit. You know very well what had happened last time. Those people had fooled him...It was good that police rescued the kid when we registered a complaint. So, you will only be doing it and not him."

"But now he"

She again interrupted, "No risks with children Nisha. You will do it and it's your boss's order"

I nodded having no other option and left to freshen up.

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Chapter2 (Page 5)-https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/137399977

Mujhe abhi bhi kuch dhang se samajh nhi aa raha hai yaar

Originally posted by: Anmol333

Mujhe abhi bhi kuch dhang se samajh nhi aa raha hai yaar

Jab sab theek that ye kya hogaya..

Please clear it fast...!!

I myself caught up somewhere😕
Typing now😆
Long Update tomorrow 😃