Originally posted by: kuhelidebbarma
No I m not there in wattpad..but you can PM in IF messageπ
Okay π! Pkyek forums is dead nowadays!
Originally posted by: kuhelidebbarma
No I m not there in wattpad..but you can PM in IF messageπ
Okay π! Pkyek forums is dead nowadays!
Originally posted by: Susmitasumi96
Okay π! Pkyek forums is dead nowadays!
Yeah..but those days..India Forums used to be very active..
But alas,forums of today's shows is not that active as it was before 8-11 years!!
this is now passion intro. π³βΊοΈ
Heyy sumi, It seems to be a great one. Pls continue soon, I'm a total fan on these kind of stories
Sounds interesting! Very excited to read it!
Originally posted by: kuhelidebbarma
Yeah..but those days..India Forums used to be very active..
But alas,forums of today's shows is not that active as it was before 8-11 years!!
Completely agreed with you!β
Originally posted by: Milalal27
this is now passion intro. π³βΊοΈ
Thank you, sweetheart!π
Heyy sumi, It seems to be a great one. Pls continue soon, I'm a total fan on these kind of stories
Thank you dear!π
Even I do where both the protagonists are equally mentally strong!β£
Originally posted by: rose_0001
Sounds interesting! Very excited to read it!
Thank you dear!β£β£β£
PROLOGUE
A silent evening of Delhi was looming around a big Mansion; the beautiful sparkling lights coming from it's windows had lost it's charm suddenly. The intense fog of sorrow was twisted it's every brick and wall, making the atmosphere more gloomy to the outside world.
At the hall room of the Mansion, a sound of cries was echoing into the every room's wall to wall of the Mansion. Everyone of the Mansion was gathered in front of a laying bady which was covered with a white sheet. Only the face of the laying body could be seen. A lady in her late 20's, with her sharp and beautiful features was placed lifelessly on the floor.
"No, she is sleeping only! DID YOU GET ME, SHE IS SLEEPING ONLY!?" A sudden scream of a small girl child of her of age 8 broke the thick silence of this hall. Her brown eyes was showing furry and extreme pain at the same time. A 10 year old boy was holding her tightly with his two tiny hands for preventing her to run towards the dead body along with another blue eyed girl of 10 years old.
"Please calm down, Siya please.." The blue eyed girl said in her cracked voice.
"No, Ishani Di! They are saying rubbish about our Mom! She is alive and sleeping right now. Please Bhai, (Brother) tell the other people. Please bhai!" Her voice was choking due to constant crying; but her eyes never left the furious rage.
"No Siya, Ishani is right.." The boy with his dark brown bloodshot eyes murmured lowly. Another boy of 8 years old also was sitting near them crying his eyes out.
"Vansh Bhai, what will we do.." His crying choked voice made Ishani sobbing more.
"Kabir.." Ishani's voice dried in between her loud sobs.
A woman in her late 50's was watching them with her tear soaked face. Her heart was whining in pain seeing her grandchildren in this condition.
Another woman in her 30's also was watching them in her bloodshot eyes thinking about their future after the sudden dismissal of their dear mother.
A man was sitting in front of the body of his wife, without any expression and emotion on his face. His time stopped along with the death of his dear wife.
A man standing near him was watching and consoling the sitting man with his both hands; his eyes were mist with tears. After a while he began to walk away from the place to the staircase, reaching towards his own room. The sound of the sobs and crying were coming to the first floor as well. He came to his room; opened the door and went inside it. The sound of crying got lesser after he closed the door behind him.
The room was dark, filled with a faint light coming from the window. He reached near the washroom door and went inside it after opening the door silently. A clear mirror was placed in front of the washing basin, reflecting the mirror image of his tear soaked face. He came near it and hold the basin's both side with his both hands.
He was looking at his image with sad face for a moment; before the curve of his lips lifted up and made a smile. With his right hand he wipped the the tears from his face carelessly.
"One wicket down!" His raspy voice made a low murmur unheard by everyone. His smile had widened and white teeth were shining in faint the light beams coming from the washroom window, on his mirror reflection. Both of them were smiling with a evil grin.
...and this is how the story of betrayal has begun from that day...
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Sumi!
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