Originally posted by: divyaashimix
hey bhagguu😉...excuse me mam...there used to be a gurl named SMRTI SINGHVI who lacked brains...do you remember her...yhe yeh wohi jo sabko torture karti hai...ek no. ki IDIOT hai.....21 year old craddle mein jhoola jhoolney wali baby hai.....and jo world key sabsey rokking one shots likhti hai .......👏
SIMI, you have always left me speechless with your work..I mean the fics and one shots you write is just a boundry to the pavillian.😳..everytime there is a new and a unique concept 😳😳😳
and I rilli rilli enjoy each and every bit of your work, you do it from your heart, and it shows in your fic👏,this concept was again icing on cake for me😉😉...as I am a fultooo lover of your fics...and yeh I hope I have proved it on messenger this to you one fine day !!😆
I really loved this part the most...👏😳
"I can't believe that I actually trusted that loser…that good for nothing psychotic pigeonhead! How could I even think that he would be different from his dad! How could I ever believe that he had some substance worth in him! How could I ever give him some space in my already heavily crowded heart! Urgg… Ashi get a life and for bhaggu's sake stop thinking of that perfectly waste creation of bhaggu!"
and this one was a master stroke that brought gooses on this flesh!!!
She had gone to him and very lightly had run her small fingers through his hair as if soothing him from all his worries. Aah but she had till now prided of being his greatest pain. She had touched his closed eyes in an attempt to comprehend what they actually reflected and she had tried to free him from his guitar but the moment she touched it he woke up in panic, "What… woo… wackoooooo tum pagal ho kya?" he shouted through his sleep "tumhe kitny baar kaha hai that stay away from my guitar… tumhe smajh kyun nahi aata? Mujhe zebras ki language nahi aaty wacko else I would have told u in your language… am warning u ashi, mere guitar se dur raho and thaanx… tumne meri pamila andreson ko kiss karne ke sapne ko beech main hi destroy kar diya… tum dreams main bhi logoon ko itna kyun daraty ho?" as he finished saying…ashi just made a face and said "ye koi tumahre dad ka private lounge nahi hai jo tum yahaan snor kar rahe ho…..apni pamila… ramila ko lekar yahaan se jao… and btw even ur sight is also so damn irritating!"
Yuvi rolled his eyes and left too sleepy to fight with her and of course his pamila was waiting for him. Ashi couldn't believe that she had fallen in love with this nincompoop and said to herself, " Duh-uh! Have I lost it finally?"
this was sumthing really rokking, outstanding work again SMRITI SINGHVI !!!!!! way to go gurl !!! 👏👏
the way AASHI's love was seen for the Psychic peice of mulberry tree was completely upto the mark.....100 on 100 SIMI !!!!!! goshhh...a century......now be ready wid another rokking and kool idea of yours to stun me again madam...helloooo...wat are waiting for...you have loads to write...kaam par lago samjhi nah....😆
P.S : Sorry for the late reply, I wont say don't mind, cause you lack it !!!