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Originally posted by: -Parm-

Thanks a lot Dristhi🤗

Originally posted by: SunainaTM007

Heya parm !

Whoa, new story !! will read it and comment in detail soon :)

btw count me in for the pm list :)

reserving my spot here ;)

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that was an awesome and superb start !! loved the way u've started things off... Nisha's feelings and her thoughts abt her past and new life ahead was penned sooooo beautifully !! :) :)

Fab start parm..

looking forward to more !!

continue soooooooooon :D

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Originally posted by: sayu14

New story........great......update soon........😊

Memories and Meeting

I wake up in the night, as always prey to nightmares, them from that day, govern my dreams. I wait for the morning sitting up in bed listening to the rain fall, then I headed for the suitcase, take off a sweater, white and tight at the waist and a pair of jeans clear, I put my boots with heels and a necklace of black pearls. I beginning to put heavy makeup to cover dark circles and let loose my long wavy hair .Even though I had lost all interest, I did not appear weak in public, and to appear more confident I hide the results of long sleepless nights as a subterfuge resorted to silly pounds of makeup and tons of pencil. Isn't it stupid? I take my black leather bag and go out looking for a job and a house to live permanently. Outside just stopped raining but there's still that bitter cold morning, I arrive at the park, I sit on a bench, lit a cigarette and watching the gazebo, I remember, memories faded and sweet that pass as fast flashback in my mind, remember most commonly known by the name: Aryan Sharma. My one true love, the one who made me happy. One who made me suffer and that, at the same time loved me.


[Flashback] *

I forced him with a silly trick to put his head on my legs and started to caress his hair, saying softly: "Aryan your mom committed herself completely to make you born because she loves you, then, for your mom you have to commit to live " and he closes his eyes completely abandoning to the feeling of tranquillity that pervades.

*[End Flashback]

Tears begin to scratch my cheeks again, I get up and walk up crying in the gazebo, I look around to see that all displaced falls into disrepair. I rose from the bench and walked toward the centre, my eyes still moist. After a while, I see a sign above a restaurant, "WANTED SHOP ASSISTANT. I immediately compose the number under the sign. A voice answered quiet and clear: "Hello?"
"Hi, I read the sign outside the local and I'm looking for a job and I wanted to ask if I could have the place, of course I would bring my curriculum," I say quietly.
"Certainly. Can we see later in the restaurant? "
"Yes, let me know you time"
"Sure, bye " and hangs up not giving me time to respond.

I walk to the centre looking for an estate agent, it's cold outside, but around there are many people who carry the last shopping before Christmas. Finally I find an agency, open the door after seeing a few announcements hang out, watch the person on the other end of the desk and I am puzzled for a moment, he looks at me, I know he recognizes me and knows that I recognized him despite much has changed, no, I couldn't exchange him for another person.

My childhood friend, the best friend of who I love for a lifetime, look at me stunned and surprised, he hardly believing his eyes. He gets up, came towards me and says, "Ni .. Nisha? " uncertain but happy knowing that I am. He embrace and me also but I'm not listening as my attention was captured by the photos on display on the desk, her marriage, Priya dressed as a bride elegant with all my close friends ... yes, he was there. I sit and look at a totally different Rohit, tall, slender, those without his round glasses, is now a man. I Start talking about him, Priya, Meera ... and others, taking care not to appoint Aryan, yeah, he know that is a wound that has not yet closed. We finally start to discuss about my new apartment, and found a good enough nearby.