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From Author's desk:
Holla all..!!
Back with a new story. Hope you like this one too! And Yes, Thanks NEHA DI for the title!đ Love you dii... đ¤
I was unable to log in to IF 'coz of some technical probs of ma browser, so couldn't update the other twos. But I promise to update atleast one in next week. Pakka wala Promise!
And yes, the concept and story DO NOT belong to me. I heard it from Nilesh Misra on FM in Yaadon Ka Idiot Box and wanted to do one story of arshi on it.. SO I've made this...
So, here you go with the part One of the story!
Happy reading! :)
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SS: Ripples
Part One :
It was the day of her marriage. She was supposed to be the happiest person in the world but...
She was the one who was so carefree, chirpy girl but something...something had made her all disturbed, unhappy. She was feeling like being tied to a rope with a rock... So heavy.. She just wanted to break everything that can come to her hands. She couldn't even let her frustration out. She was feeling like someone had tightened his hands around her neck and she was soon going to die... She was suffocating.. She wanted to die, rather, she wanted to live with HIM all her life. She wanted HIM to come and grab her up from the altar and ran out with her... She was waiting for him.. Her eyes were red as she had cried form 4 hours just not to get married but no ways, her family would let her do this.. She was just sitting at the windows looking for HIM... Looking for her Sapnoka Rajkumar...
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He was the happiest person today! Afterall, it was his wedding today... A new member is going to get added in his family. They will be now 4. He had no one other than his own sister Anjali and his brother-in-law Shyam Jha.
He was the one, who was so studious and alone all the time. He had no friends, no groups to chat with, to hang out... He was living in Delhi, The capital city of the great country India, the country, where marriage was a considered as a holly occasion or something that makes two families being one... He couldn't stop thinking about HER. He hadn't even mate her untill the minute... How can he marry a girl whom he haven't even mate? But he had faith in his Di's choice..
How she must be looking..??
Tall or short? Slim or Fat?
Let it be! But what will I say when I'll meet her??
He couldn't believe that he was getting married today.. He was in love with her.. He was day-dreaming about her.. Was trying to figure out her face..He was lost in his own thoughts.. He was brought in reality when his sister called "She is here!! Look at your bride, Bro!" and he turned his gaze to her.
Goshh!!! She was just Beauutifulll..!! He never had seen such a beautiful girl in his life. Her chocolaty eyes which seemed to be sad and teary. 'She must be upset for leaving her family..But don't worry dear, I won't let you miss anyone!' He promised to himself. Her 'chhoti si laal naak' 'She looks so innocent soul' He couldn't help but admire her. "Don't look at her like this! She will be yours soon! Practice Patience!" said Anjali whispering at his ears.
And the time came, when they got married to each other.. vowing to be together in thick and thin and being one all the time. He tied the Mangalsutra to her neck and the wedding hall filled with applause.
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What do you think..?? Who are the bride and groom..?? Do leave your comments!
INDEXPart one *Above* Edited by ii..Shilpa..ii - 12 years ago
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