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hello everyone... finally,finally & finally my examsare over and I am all set to start my new as which was haunting me from last 3 months.. yes yes this story was haunting me from laqt 3 months. I was solving maths one day and listening songs and suddenly I heard this song piya baawri from baabul and again my buddhu mind started imagining ishra and that time this story came in my mind. well piya bawari is a beautiful song dealing with raani and salman present and past and my story is dealing with ishra present and past so without more bakwaas, I am posting prologue today and as usual will wait for your review
she was still in her room. each and everyone word were ringing in her mind but stilln she didn't want to believe anyone member of the home.
tears were still flowing from her fair cheeks, her eyes were puffed red because of continuously crying, her hiccups are not stopping. she tightly clutched his photo near her chest and from another hand she caressed her 7 months old baby bump, she walked near his big portrait which was hanging near their dressing table and caressed his smileing face. she was always an admirer of his charming face. his black big eyes, sharp jawline , his sexy dimple, and his curved lips. she always wanted a perfect features for their unborn baby. she smile fondly and kept his other picture on dressing table. she slowly walked towards his cupboard and took his favourite blue shirt.she caressed his favourite shirt and hugged It tightly again. tears again started to flow from her eyes, she finally managed to said in her hiccups-
"Raman... please come back na baba. I know... I know everyone is lying. you promised me na that you will never leave me alone, then how can you break... break your promise??? you know na we need you.. Raman your little angel wants her papa when she came in this world... come soon Raman please because I..I.. miss you! I will died without you...
plz guys tell me whether you all want to read this further or not. waiting for your comments...
she was still in her room. each and everyone word were ringing in her mind but stilln she didn't want to believe anyone member of the home.
tears were still flowing from her fair cheeks, her eyes were puffed red because of continuously crying, her hiccups are not stopping. she tightly clutched his photo near her chest and from another hand she caressed her 7 months old baby bump, she walked near his big portrait which was hanging near their dressing table and caressed his smileing face. she was always an admirer of his charming face. his black big eyes, sharp jawline , his sexy dimple, and his curved lips. she always wanted a perfect features for their unborn baby. she smile fondly and kept his other picture on dressing table. she slowly walked towards his cupboard and took his favourite blue shirt.she caressed his favourite shirt and hugged It tightly again. tears again started to flow from her eyes, she finally managed to said in her hiccups-
"Raman... please come back na baba. I know... I know everyone is lying. you promised me na that you will never leave me alone, then how can you break... break your promise??? you know na we need you.. Raman your little angel wants her papa when she came in this world... come soon Raman please because I..I.. miss you! I will died without you...
plz guys tell me whether you all want to read this further or not. waiting for your comments...
Anupamaa
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