sorry fr d delay SIS...😳
one more thing whc i wanna say is...U alwaysss make me feel like i m reading a very Interesting Novel written by a Great Writer...n i m not lieing ok!!!!
love u lodsss SIS...🤗🤗🤗
ps: Belated "Happy Woman's Day" 😳
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"I am here with a business proposal. Will you marry me?
Did I hear right? This can't be true. After everything , he was actually saying this. Once upon a time the old Nupur Bhushan would have felt elevated to hear these words. But not everything was the same now. Neither his dressing nor his features. He was looking more handsome than ever if it was possible but there was a sense of weariness and stress that his darkened eye-circles betrayed. He had a smart stubble on his earlier clean shaven look. The formal clothes he wore showed he had come a long way off since the college days. Serious & poised he stood at my door.
" If you are done checking me out , will you consider my proposal?"
"Huh...Umm...NO..I ...what?"
"I just offered you a lucrative offer. Marriage for six months."
"Six months?"
"I would have loved to shorten the duration even more but then I have limited choice."
I started to laugh a hollow laugh.
"Glad to see your delightment at my offer."
"You can never change ,can you?"
"Who else knows me so well? God how much I missed you."
"Sorry but the feeling isn't mutual." I held the knob and decided to slam the door on his face. His firm hand blocked the way.
"Not so easy Miss. Slamming doors on people's face are your specialty, ain't it? But not this time."
"Get out of my house Mayank before I call the cops."
"I am yet to step in your house. Nupur calm down and think about the profit you make."
"You can't be serious I'd marry a wh**e like you. Go to hell!"
"My exit to hell wouldn't give you your green card. You'll be the one send back to India."
"I'd rather choose to die than marrying you!"
"You are swaying in your sentiments. Think practically. We do a contract marriage of six months . Fake it out. You get your green card and a job as a writer."
"I don't need you to get my job!"
"Ever wondered why the companies have been rejecting you left right and center. It 's just not so easy to defy the wishes of the board director of CNBS broadcasting network." He smirked.
"OH...MY...GOD..Screw you!!" I lurched forwards to grab his collar and screamed." You are the root cause of all my problems!!!"
"It's a Giorgio Armani ." With firm grasp he pulled my hands away caressing the wrinkles on his tux.
"What the hell you want from me? A fake marriage? What do you gain from it???"
"Let's just say one should mind her own business. You just need to mind yours and see your gain."
"And what if I reject it?"
He laughed." Beggars can't be choosers. You need to marry me to get a green card. Unless I wish you won't even get your dream job here. All your dreams of making it big in New York will rot in a garbage can. Your acceptance to my proposal is vital to your existence here."
"Ah I see...what if I marry someone else to get a green card?"
His idiotic grin vanished from his face." If you're scared just admit it."
"Scared?"
He inched closer. His hot breath on my cheeks. I could notice every hair of his stubble clearly now.
"Scared of being close to me. Scared of my presence that your hidden feelings will harbor again. Scared your hatred for me would fade. Scared to have a deal with me. Scared to think about your gains, your life, your ambitions when all you start doing is thinking about me." He growled.
"That's... not true" I whispered back.
"If only you were not so obvious. Anyways it's good if you do not fear me. For all your fears have no substance. Trust me when I say If it was in my hands I wouldn't have ever seen your face again let alone marrying a person like you."
His harsh words broke the ice shield I had managed to build in myself since his exit from my life. Wiping my tears I shouted back" I had slammed the door that night. Trust me I felt terrible ever since, repenting badly over my action. But right now I realized- You deserved it then and you deserve it now." I slammed the door hard on his face. It was lonely again with only the tears for company.
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I don't want another heartbreak
I don't need another turn to cry
I don't want to learn the hard way
Baby, hello, oh, no, goodbye
But you got me like a rocket
Shooting straight across the sky
It's the way you love me
It's a feeling like this
It's centrifugal motion
It's perpetual bliss
It's that pivotal moment
It's impossible
This kiss, this kiss
This kiss, this kiss
"Dia, I am going back!" I shouted over the music.
"Are you nuts? The party has just started to rock."
"The college farewell party sucks for me. I can't stand it anymore."
"Relax Nupur. Just because all those chicks wanna have pics clicked with your guy shouldn't worry you."
"Yeah coz he still isn't my guy. Right? "
"You don't have any clue how my insides are burning seeing those bitches swarming around him." The bowl of ice cream bore the brunt of my anger.
"Well I have a better idea than sulking in a corner."
"Really?" I raised my eyes all hopeful.
"yup" she pushed me hard in his direction. His brown eyes looked questioningly at me. Hastily I gathered my composure.
"I am...so sorry. It was actually Dia wh..."
"Let's get a photo clicked together." He kept his hand on my shoulder pulling me close and shouted to his friend.
" Kim, click us buddy."
I smiled gratefully at him. He was a total sweetheart.
"Err...Nupur the camera is ahead. This is my face."
"Oh...yeah" Embarrassed I turned to face the camera." Sorry."
"Don't be. I know I am irresistible." He whispered sideways in my ears.
"WHAT?" I turned to look at him who had a sly smile on his face. Kim clicked us the very instant.
"WHAT?"
"How can you say this Dia?"
"It's you who said you'r over him. Then what's the problem?"
" Ofcourse there ain't any problem marrying him. It's just that I am mad."
"That definitely you are. You didn't get a job. This is the 27th job interview you'd been rejected in a period of 7 months. Your landlady has threatened you out of this house. The embassy officers have made your life hell. But surely you don't have a problem in your life."
"So what? I'll beg on the streets than marry him."
"Fine. Just as you wish. I thought you can play him on your terms. Grab the opportunity and make your life. Finally a green card. He is only asking for a contract marriage for six-months. I doubt seeing the hatred you both have for each other to live as husband and wife. All in all in reality it will be a fake marriage. You get your profit and he...well whatever he wishes to gain ."
"Nupur, hon just think about it. It's the perfect preposition!"
"No.It's an indecent proposal.
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"Hello, this is CNBS office. Mr Sharma is busy in a conference. You can leave your message here."
"Well...yeah...it's me Nupur Bhushan. Tell him I have accepted his proposal."
Okkk so once again Mayur are very much intense😉😉
A Contract Marriage of mayank-nupur...nice