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Heyyaa Peepli lives😆...I am Prinnia😛 was fed up with my busy schedule and studies and exams*sigh* so took a break and as my mind got something in this VALENTINE Week😉...I think i should share it with you all and as my favorite TV character is Armaan-riddhima so i write it on them😃...A little piece of love ...Hope you guys will enjoy reading it...😃
Sooo What's say???😛I always afraid to write OS..Hope it was at least Worth reading once😳
Do comment and criticism is always welcomed 😃
And don't forget to press the like button😉
Happy Valentine WEEKS 😃
Lots of love❤️
Prinzy
~*Colour*~
That makes our lives filled with happiness
Painter!! yes I am a painter.It's my favourite hobby to paint since i was four years old.And i'm still living with the beautiful feeling of painting and colours around me.I am Riddhima. As per me everyone life is a canvas of their own. and GOD stroke his brushes on those canvas every no and then. I always feel the lack of one colour in my life. RED. The color of my Love. But soon i realized Among the all white, black, blue, green, orange, yellow color RED was peeping in my life. And in the canvas of my life the Red Color was ARMAAN. He brought it with him in my life. When i used to walk, I noticed another pair of legs were accompanying me. When i used to laugh, another sound of laughter knocked in my head. At night my *not to sleep* pill was Armaan. At a time My sketch book was filled with his faces. And slowly slowly Red color became my favorite just like Armaan.
It was 14th February. The day of love and the day for lovers. I told armaan to bring 14 red roses for me. Red like BLOOD. and i would wait for him. That day i reached at the place before time and was preparing myself for saying the three Powerful words in the world to armaan. I would also tell him about the power of red color. I decided.
I was waiting for him and there he was. I was looking at him from far. BUT i thought "Didn't i told him to bring Red roses?? Then why there were White roses in his hand??" I was confused. When he came near me I scolded him "I told you so many times to bring RED ROSES Armaan. Why do u bring white???" He said, "What?? What are u saying riddhima?? I've brought red roses and that too 14 just like u told me". "Armaan why r u joking with me??" i said. He said with stunned eyes showing me the roses"Come on riddhima Why would i joke or lie to u?? LOOK as per ur saying I've got u 14 red roses" I was looking at him Stunned. An unknown fear gripped my heart. I asked him with shivering voice " Armaan. Can you tell me what color shirt you are wearing????" He replied " yeah. Of course. I'm wearing blue shirt. Sky blue- ur favorite riddhima." I stood in silence on the ground for the next few minutes. I looked at him he was all worried looking at me. Then i looked at his light green color shirt and asked, " Why didn't you tell me that you are Color Blind?" But then without listening to him i turned and run backward away from him as if i was running away from the truth. But the truth remained UNCHANGED and stick to what it was.
I was sitting in the balcony of my room. It was raining outside suddenly. But it never rains in February. Even after knowing the scientific reason of "why it rains" I was thinking like it was raining because Sky wanted to share some sorrows with me otherwise why it would rain in February?
Suddenly the sms tone of my cellphone buzzed saying me i had an unread message in my inbox. I opened it and it was from Armaan. It said----
"Whatever my shirt color is..In the heart pocket of the shirt i kept my dreams...And the dream is full of a particular face. the Face of yours .AND I wanna be the proof of every brush stroke of ur paints riddhima"
After reading the sms..I brushed away my tears and looked outside in the rain.This rain had come suddenly and would go suddenly. And i realized I couldn't miss this rain.And i decided that i would drench in this rain. IN THIS COLORLESS RAIN. and i know i would enjoy. I stepped out in the balcony and in instant i was drenched. I was enjoying the rain and while enjoying i went near the railing and looked outside. and i saw...Armaan was standing there looking towards me also fully drenched. He had a lil smile playing on his lips. After seeing him i just turned and rush downstairs to him.. I threw my arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. He responded back equally. It was my home. his arms. And i said "I love you armaan" ...He held me tight and replied " I love you too riddhima"...
THE END
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That makes our lives filled with happiness
Painter!! yes I am a painter.It's my favourite hobby to paint since i was four years old.And i'm still living with the beautiful feeling of painting and colours around me.I am Riddhima. As per me everyone life is a canvas of their own. and GOD stroke his brushes on those canvas every no and then. I always feel the lack of one colour in my life. RED. The color of my Love. But soon i realized Among the all white, black, blue, green, orange, yellow color RED was peeping in my life. And in the canvas of my life the Red Color was ARMAAN. He brought it with him in my life. When i used to walk, I noticed another pair of legs were accompanying me. When i used to laugh, another sound of laughter knocked in my head. At night my *not to sleep* pill was Armaan. At a time My sketch book was filled with his faces. And slowly slowly Red color became my favorite just like Armaan.
It was 14th February. The day of love and the day for lovers. I told armaan to bring 14 red roses for me. Red like BLOOD. and i would wait for him. That day i reached at the place before time and was preparing myself for saying the three Powerful words in the world to armaan. I would also tell him about the power of red color. I decided.
I was waiting for him and there he was. I was looking at him from far. BUT i thought "Didn't i told him to bring Red roses?? Then why there were White roses in his hand??" I was confused. When he came near me I scolded him "I told you so many times to bring RED ROSES Armaan. Why do u bring white???" He said, "What?? What are u saying riddhima?? I've brought red roses and that too 14 just like u told me". "Armaan why r u joking with me??" i said. He said with stunned eyes showing me the roses"Come on riddhima Why would i joke or lie to u?? LOOK as per ur saying I've got u 14 red roses" I was looking at him Stunned. An unknown fear gripped my heart. I asked him with shivering voice " Armaan. Can you tell me what color shirt you are wearing????" He replied " yeah. Of course. I'm wearing blue shirt. Sky blue- ur favorite riddhima." I stood in silence on the ground for the next few minutes. I looked at him he was all worried looking at me. Then i looked at his light green color shirt and asked, " Why didn't you tell me that you are Color Blind?" But then without listening to him i turned and run backward away from him as if i was running away from the truth. But the truth remained UNCHANGED and stick to what it was.
I was sitting in the balcony of my room. It was raining outside suddenly. But it never rains in February. Even after knowing the scientific reason of "why it rains" I was thinking like it was raining because Sky wanted to share some sorrows with me otherwise why it would rain in February?
Suddenly the sms tone of my cellphone buzzed saying me i had an unread message in my inbox. I opened it and it was from Armaan. It said----
"Whatever my shirt color is..In the heart pocket of the shirt i kept my dreams...And the dream is full of a particular face. the Face of yours .AND I wanna be the proof of every brush stroke of ur paints riddhima"
After reading the sms..I brushed away my tears and looked outside in the rain.This rain had come suddenly and would go suddenly. And i realized I couldn't miss this rain.And i decided that i would drench in this rain. IN THIS COLORLESS RAIN. and i know i would enjoy. I stepped out in the balcony and in instant i was drenched. I was enjoying the rain and while enjoying i went near the railing and looked outside. and i saw...Armaan was standing there looking towards me also fully drenched. He had a lil smile playing on his lips. After seeing him i just turned and rush downstairs to him.. I threw my arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. He responded back equally. It was my home. his arms. And i said "I love you armaan" ...He held me tight and replied " I love you too riddhima"...
THE END
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Sooo What's say???😛I always afraid to write OS..Hope it was at least Worth reading once😳
Do comment and criticism is always welcomed 😃
And don't forget to press the like button😉
Happy Valentine WEEKS 😃
Lots of love❤️
Prinzy
Kabhi Neem Neem Kabhi Shahad Shahad
