hi guys i am starting a fic please comment on it....
When The East Meets The West
PART 1
Mohe Rang De Basanti Rang De Basnti Rang De Basanti Yarrraaaaa………..
What a gentle voice, Sweet face. Long nice hair. Clothes Fully Western. Who is she? Who is this girl?
Eyes like a deer's eyes. Anyone would surely like to get into the deepest sea of her eyes.
She is looking completely awesome, beautiful and sweet.
But she is not as nice as she is looking…..
She is singing the song Mohe Rang De Basanti………….
But still the question is there. Who is she?
Well she is a girl who never afraid of anything. A girl who does every thunder and thrill.
A girl who enjoys being rude. A girl whom our parents would never like.
The only good thing in her is her love for India and Her Friends.
She is sitting on some hill and having a cigar. Strange a girl with a cigar?
She lives in London and from foot to head she is a bad spoilt English girl.
She is singing the song and thinking………..
"There is something in this song. There is a different feeling in this song, which fills me with pride and respect for India. Why? Why? This song attracts me this way that I forget everything. My job, my friends, Anna, Maddy,………and…and……. Vishw…. that looser"
Suddenly there is a rainfall. "Stupid you! You will never let me relax na? Ok do as you wish fine?" she said pointing to God.
Suddenly she looks into her watch and "Oh no! It's 7:30 a.m."
"Run Vish! Run you are getting late"
And she starts running…
It happens almost everyday in her life.
She left his cigar on the hill. She didn't know that she was being watched….
Please tell me . Should i continue or not?