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Bewitched my mind...
From why my boss hated me' things were supposedly changing to why the look in his eyes was not something called hatred'. Sanyukta felt too bewitched to think of something else other than her boss. She touched her forehead where He touched a while back. Her eyes shivered. She twisted in her bed though again. The closeness they had shared this time was not the same as from her memories. It was something else.
"But he must have had a good mood; he might do that to Asmara if she was sick. But he could go close to Asmara as well? But who am I to think all this? But it's obvious to form such thoughts after being purely insulted by a DIARY and then going through all that stuff in the office. I am no wrong. It's him who is confused that whether he hates me or not. But then why I am a part of his DIARY in the first place? Why from the entire world it was me to be in his DIARY and in fact am I there in the DIARY even or it's just in my obsessed thoughts. Haaa!!" After a lot of discouraging yet full of anxiety conflicts she woke up with a jerk to find the diary. She was curious to know if she actually even exist somewhere in that piece of notebook.
She flipped pages one after the other. She covered half of the diary when her eyes started frowning. She must have been a maniac to be so thoughtless.
"OH freak!! Am nowhere?? Or am I rolling my eyes too much to notice things. AHHH!! NO..." she huffed while throwing the diary away on the table. She closed her eyes, her back leaning on the wall. "Nyiii I'm so sick. I cannot do this now. I need to get rid of everything. I'm stupid. A double digit I.Q girl. A thoughtless maniac I am."
She cursed herself for a moment only to open her eyes and look again at the diary. She stared at it. It was pretty but it wasn't relieving anymore. But she noticed something peeping out of middle half of the diary. She took it away. It was a photograph. She got to see the backside first and to add more to her annoyance the photo read "FUGLY". Arhhh!! She held it both in her hands and was about to piece it down when she realized it didn't belong to her. So she just found it better to look who the real FUGLY was.
And now it was the time to freeze. She was stunned. Her mouth wide open and eyes following the mouth she kept gazing the photograph that belonged to HER OWN SELF. It was her in the photograph and what shocked her most was the wording it had on the foot end of it. "MY FUGLY LOVE". The photo was from a success party their office had had last year. The first party she had been with her BOSS as her secretary. She did not have this photo but she remembered the dress. She was purely shocked this time.
LOVE?? It was the last thing she could think of in this crazy day. Till last night it was HATRED and now it said LOVE. One thing she was contented of was that she belonged there, in his DIARY and astonishingly in his LIFE too. She felt relieved that she was not stupid, maniac, thoughtless and a double digit I.Q girl. She felt relieved that half of her assumptions were not wrong. But what made her upset was that a major part of her assumptions were wrong and that she had failed to CALCULATE HER WRONG ASSUMPTIONS.
TO BE CONTINUED...