Hey guys... m back with a short story this time... I don't
know what has taken upon me... m just writing it up not knowing where it will
go.. hope u all bear it with me...
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Prologue-
A girl of early twenties is standing in a balcony of a
big house staring at the night sky, sinking the beauty of sleeping world in
front of her. She checked her phone its 2 am in the morning. She sighed and
seated back on the arm chair and switched on the radio on its lowest volume.
This is nisha... nisha viraj singh rathore, yes a married nisha... married to the
sport sensation viraj singh rathore, the great shooter. Once nisha was the most
bubbly, lively girl of her house, the happy wala song of her father. But this
marriage has turned her life upside down. She is no more her ownself.
<p>Same time, different city a boy in his mid twenties is
listening to music and trying to make some new steps out for his stage show.
Yes he was none other than famous dancer and choreographer and heartthrob of
every girl
KABIR KUMAR. He is the person full of life, funny in
every sense that lives life to its fullest. He has everything in his life fame,
popularity, his mother as his family, money, a girlfriend too. But today he
wasn't able to concentrate on his work. Something is bothering him.
Index-
Chapter-1 on page 3
Chapter-2 on page 7
Chapter-3 on page 11
Chapter-4 on page 15
Chapter-5 on page 17
Chapter-6 on page 21
Chapter-7 on page 24
Chapter-8 on page 27
Chapter-9 on page 30
Chapter-10 on page 33
Chapter-11 on page 36
Chapter-12 on page 41
Chapter-13 on page 45
Chapter-14 on page 49
Chapter-15 on page 53
Chapter-16 on page 58
Chapter-17 on page 61
Chapter-18 on page 65
chapter-19 on page 69
chapter-20 on page 73
chapter-21 on page 77
chapter-23 on page 90
chapter-24 on page 97
chapter-25 onpage 103
chapter-26 on page 112
chapter-27 on page 119
chapter 28 on page 125
chapter 29 on page 133
chapter-30 on page 139
epilogue on page 147