PreRish/KaRica AT #150|Guilty Roads to an Endless Love| - Page 31

Originally posted by: Sunn_shine

Thoda stories share kiye Nostalgic Oppo ne. Behad dukh hua

Originally posted by: Sunn_shine

Mujhe bhi pm pilij

Distance....

I watched her from a distance like always. There she was fighting alone for a love she felt so strongly about. What’s it about love that makes her so astute! Love, they say is temporary madness. But, what if this madness consumes you day and night. She just doesn’t give up on him as I fail to give up on her. At least, she has a tiny glimmer of hope, her sense of divine love. It’s like a tiny twig in a storm or worries! Hope is a strong word!

But, why do I still watch from a distance, without hope, without any trace of my memory in her. She has touched my heart in an impossible way, scratched it with the claws of love. Now, this bruise refuses to heal! Selflessness is traumatic, I live with it everyday. But, why do I still get these midnight bouts to just catch her glimpse!

Why do I still hope that maybe one day she opens my letter calls me back to kiss away her woes and carry her away from the pains that she faces each day.

Maybe just maybe....

Originally posted by: MR21

Dil se diya pagli😆

Him? Yeh kaun hai?

Originally posted by: Sunn_shine

Yess.. its like reading story through her perspective..

While working on Epiphany and The Mirror with Ankie we sharex a lot of PMs to see if story makes sense.. the way she shared her feedback.my God.. poora literature ka gyaan mila.tha ek baar to..

Originally posted by: Sunn_shine

Hello Mazil🤗

Feeling better??

Yes, thankfully 😅

Originally posted by: manzilmukul

Distance....

I watched her from a distance like always. There she was fighting alone for a love she felt so strongly about. What’s it about love that makes her so astute! Love, they say is temporary madness. But, what if this madness consumes you day and night. She just doesn’t give up on him as I fail to give up on her. At least, she has a tiny glimmer of hope, her sense of divine love. It’s like a tiny twig in a storm or worries! Hope is a strong word!

But, why do I still watch from a distance, without hope, without any trace of my memory in her. She has touched my heart in an impossible way, scratched it with the claws of love. Now, this bruise refuses to heal! Selflessness is traumatic, I live with it everyday. But, why do I still get these midnight bouts to just catch her glimpse!

Why do I still hope that maybe one day she opens my letter calls me back to kiss away her woes and carry her away from the pains that she faces each day.

Maybe just maybe....

Originally posted by: Sunn_shine

Loved all your comments.. mera maan kia the mirror khud dobara pad lu ek baar after I read your comments 🤣

😆🤣🤣🤣

Originally posted by: Sunn_shine

Satyavachan.. her reviews are no less than stories..padke lagta hai update kabil bhi hai kya for her analyses

Ab bas bhi Karo yaar..itna bhi extra ordinary nahi hai mere comments..

Oppo mujhe yahan bulakar khud bhag gayi. I will be back later i have a lot of kaam 🤪