Moran: kismat connection chapter 3 updated

Okk so saalo kamino 😂😂 I'm doing this for you kusu . Merako kak na samaj aa raha ki Maina kya gobbar likha hain but here I go. If it's bad gaaliya maat dena apne hi paas rakhna cause romance is not my forte and I don't enjoy it but since you wanted a memory loss I'm putting my self through hell again.😂😂😂

Chapter 1 ........

Monami's point of view.....

She sat there frustrated fidgeting with her dupatta for the unkempt time trying to control her anger. She had enough of her father's dominating behaviour. She had always been outspoken and rebellious but when it came to her dad she gave in to his ways as to her he mattered more and he was all she had. But now, she had decided that she enough is enough. How could he without her consent agree to a marriage proposal just because the guy was a well settled doctor with a hospital chain of his own and was the own heir to his father's legacy. Did he not know how much she wished to work for the nation and how she wished to be a army doctor like her mumma.

The last six months had anyways been hard for her. Ever since she had returned from the hospital after that fateful accident, she felt uneasy as if there was a part of her that was missing, a feeling that she couldn't decipher but felt each moment . She wondered who or what that was . Was it a person, a cherished memory or a dream that remained unfulfilled. That hollowness killed her , she felt lost in the dark corridors of nightmares that left her scarred . She would often wakeup sobbing with a heart wrenching pain that was unknown to her . She felt like a caged Bird struggling for freedom knowing probably it was never coming her way. She slowly got up and walked towards the radio on her bedside turned it on and a song started playing darr hain tujha main kho na du, mila jo khuda toh bol du , she couldn't bear it anymore she began trembling , she suddenly turned the radio off and winced in pain . Tears had started flowing through her eyes, she tried wiping them away but they refused to stop . What was this feeling, why was it hurting so much and why did a mere song effect her so much.She took a deep breath and decided to try again maybe it was just because of the marriage proposal she tried to convince herself. What else could trouble her she thought. She now switched the channel some interview of a soldier was on air, So now Special agent Karan Shergill we have had enough questions about your army life please tell us something about your love life and on your views on love the anchor excitedly asked . Karan she whispered the name as if it was some melody she could listen to on loop. She did not even realise that unknowingly she had started smiling.

Love for me is a journey of laughter and sadness. An everlasting bond of friendship. A message to my love is that thanks Rani sahiba for walking into my life and filling it with happiness I never knew. You have made me change the way I look at things and have made me blindly believe in my instincts. You have instilled in me faith like never before. Helping me rise above petty things and soar. I've come this far because you have always been within me. I may not be able to see you as often as I like. I may not be able hold you in my arms all through the night but deep down in my heart I truly know, you are the one I love and can never let you go.

Truly yours and yours

Khadoos Shergill...❤️❤️

She didn't know why but her her heart began to race faster, her cheeks reddened and she began to blush. She knew that the confession wasn't for her but it felt as if it had been made only for her. She began twirling happily forgetting all her worries and slept peacefully completely oblivious to the storm that was to come......😂😂🤸🤸.

Next chapter agar yeh acha Laaga toh post kar dungi.😂😂😂After my OS on moran love beyond measures seeing people like that socha tha aisa kuch na likhungi par my bestie wanted a memory loss so this is for her.

It's a idea I got from a Indonesian movie I saw a few years back all thanks to my older sister 😂😂 . Tab mujha woh movie wahiyad laagi thi par ussi sa aaj yeh idea aaya.

Thanks for this bestie❤️

Jaan tumhe bhi likhna hai pehle hi bol rahi hu, ab shraddha ne Likha hai toh cut nahi lena😆

Merko dono ka padhna hai 🤣

Originally posted by: Rani_Sahiba

Thanks for this bestie❤️

Jaan tumhe bhi likhna hai pehle hi bol rahi hu, ab shraddha ne Likha hai toh cut nahi lena😆

Merko dono ka padhna hai 🤣

... Main toh chhuti samajh rahi thi...

Originally posted by: Not_James_bond

Okk so saalo kamino 😂😂 I'm doing this for you kusu . Merako kak na samaj aa raha ki Maina kya gobbar likha hain but here I go. If it's bad gaaliya maat dena apne hi paas rakhna cause romance is not my forte and I don't enjoy it but since you wanted a memory loss I'm putting my self through hell again.😂😂😂

Chapter 1 ........

Monami's point of view.....

She sat there frustrated fidgeting with her dupatta for the unkempt time trying to control her anger. She had enough of her father's dominating behaviour. She had always been outspoken and rebellious but when it came to her dad she gave in to his ways as to her he mattered more and he was all she had. But now, she had decided that she enough is enough. How could he without her consent agree to a marriage proposal just because the guy was a well settled doctor with a hospital chain of his own and was the own heir to his father's legacy. Did he not know how much she wished to work for the nation and how she wished to be a army doctor like her mumma.

The last six months had anyways been hard for her. Ever since she had returned from the hospital after that fateful accident, she felt uneasy as if there was a part of her that was missing, a feeling that she couldn't decipher but felt each moment . She wondered who or what that was . Was it a person, a cherished memory or a dream that remained unfulfilled. That hollowness killed her , she felt lost in the dark corridors of nightmares that left her scarred . She would often wakeup sobbing with a heart wrenching pain that was unknown to her . She felt like a caged Bird struggling for freedom knowing probably it was never coming her way. She slowly got up and walked towards the radio on her bedside turned it on and a song started playing darr hain tujha main kho na du, mila jo khuda toh bol du , she couldn't bear it anymore she began trembling , she suddenly turned the radio off and winced in pain . Tears had started flowing through her eyes, she tried wiping them away but they refused to stop . What was this feeling, why was it hurting so much and why did a mere song effect her so much.She took a deep breath and decided to try again maybe it was just because of the marriage proposal she tried to convince herself. What else could trouble her she thought. She now switched the channel some interview of a soldier was on air, So now Special agent Karan Shergill we have had enough questions about your army life please tell us something about your love life and on your views on love the anchor excitedly asked . Karan she whispered the name as if it was some melody she could listen to on loop. She did not even realise that unknowingly she had started smiling.

Love for me is a journey of laughter and sadness. An everlasting bond of friendship. A message to my love is that thanks Rani sahiba for walking into my life and filling it with happiness I never knew. You have made me change the way I look at things and have made me blindly believe in my instincts. You have instilled in me faith like never before. Helping me rise above petty things and soar. I've come this far because you have always been within me. I may not be able to see you as often as I like. I may not be able hold you in my arms all through the night but deep down in my heart I truly know, you are the one I love and can never let you go.

Truly yours and yours

Khadoos Shergill...❤️❤️

She didn't know why but her her heart began to race faster, her cheeks reddened and she began to blush. She knew that the confession wasn't for her but it felt as if it had been made only for her. She began twirling happily forgetting all her worries and slept peacefully completely oblivious to the storm that was to come......😂😂🤸🤸.

Next chapter agar yeh acha Laaga toh post kar dungi.😂😂😂After my OS on moran love beyond measures seeing people like that socha tha aisa kuch na likhungi par my bestie wanted a memory loss so this is for her.

It's a idea I got from a Indonesian movie I saw a few years back all thanks to my older sister 😂😂 . Tab mujha woh movie wahiyad laagi thi par ussi sa aaj yeh idea aaya.

Take as much time as you want, but don't even think to discontinue it. It is beautiful ❤️

Originally posted by: NoeticLife

... Main toh chhuti samajh rahi thi...

Sochna bhi mat😏

Originally posted by: iAmSphere

Take as much time as you want, but don't even think to discontinue it. It is beautiful ❤️

Socha bhi toh pitegi bohot😂😂

Okk don ghanto main next chapter upload kar dungi.😂😂😂😂

Yaar grammatical errors pai dhyaan na don main kaafi busy hun aur my phone is super weird iss liya kal socha tha laptop sa upload karu but waaha sab itna baada baada dikh raaha tha ki main darr gayi 😂😂😂😂😂

Noeticlife main ek don din baad phir jaake tumna kaahe hua saare changes kar dungi paaka bas aabhi ka liya usa ignore karo.🤗

Please maat sochnaki I ignored your suggestions ya felt offended main bas baad main jaake change kar dungi abhi aaj kaafi kaam hain.❤️

Abhi kaafi kaam hain 😂😂.

Toh kar dungi aaj shayad aur don chapters.

Chapter 2.......

Karan's point of view.....❤️❤️❤️❤️

All he wanted as he stared at the moon coursing through the sky in the midst of a blanket of stars was her voice calling out to him "oyy Khadoos Shergill".

The owner of this melodious voice had become the reason of his existence,but as they say " love is like the summer ,no matter how much you love it , ceases to exist unless October has other plans."

His broken soul was screaming a scream nobody could hear, as he drowned in a ocean of anguish and despair.

He let his memories emphasis him as somehow he relished it.

He wondered if there was a ending to this never ending pain and would there ever come a day when she would find him amongst her all forgotten ,maybe she'd hear him in the words of her favourite song or in the crumbled paper where he had penned all his heartfelt desires.

He promised himself that untill then he would lay there waiting in the pages of those written love letters yearning for their yesterday canvased with their memories.

After the radio interview he had called his best friends and they had sat drinking together at the rooftop of their academy which was their usual hangout spot.

They knew he was shattered and broken beyond repair but there was nothing they could do to lessen his pain as sometimes the best way to help is just by letting the wounded fight their own battle.

He suddenly let out a laugh and both of them looked at him worried. "Karan", bro are you ok? "Asked Sid.

"Ok what's that ?"

"Is that a feeling, a privilege I have been deprived off."

"Ah, " let me see if there are any instances when I have felt this ok of yours.

"Hmm" ,oh yeah, when I saw her lying on that hospital bed or was it when she looked at me as if I was a stranger or when she said "excuse me ,do I know you?" Or the best when the doctor said that a part of her memory had been erased and that to her now , I was a complete stranger she'll probably never know, he sarcastically said.

"Karan", Sid didn't mean that, said Faizi, we know what your going through.

"No" karan hissed, you don't, you don't know what I'm going through.

"I am tired of pretending to smile wiping away the tears that fall, showing no sign of weakness at all".

"I am tired of wearing layers and layers of masks, letting the world think it all. While I remain broken on the inside ."

"Karan" Sid said, I know my monu bro more than more than most of the world would ever know.

"I have seen her fight a battle with her inner self, trying to unearth the lost Part of her of her soul, trying to recall what or who she left behind. "

"I know u are probably not a part of her memory right now but trust me it's not lone before she comes back to you as she is yours as much as you are hers."

Until then bro ," just wait till the rain washes away your sorrows only for the sun to shine".

To be continued.........😂😂😂😂😂

Abbe yaar literally mujha Mera eighth standard main likha poem ka lines churane paade for this chapter.😂😂

Man this romance is just killing me. Kaaha khushi khushi comedy aur trolling karti thi 😥😥😂😂😂 aur ab yeh sab likhna pad raaha hain.😂

Mujha khudh likhta samay itni haasi aa rahi thi cause I was like paata nahi aur kitna drama hoga.😂😂😂

Hats off to noe and all the people who write romance🙏.

Mera toh issi main pasina chuth raahe hain.😂😂😂😂😂

Originally posted by: Not_James_bond

Chapter 2.......

Karan's point of view.....❤️❤️❤️❤️

All he wanted as he stared at the moon coursing through the sky in the midst of a blanket of stars was her voice calling out to him "oyy Khadoos Shergill".

The owner of this melodious voice had become the reason of his existence,but as they say " love is like the summer ,no matter how much you love it , ceases to exist unless October has other plans."

His broken soul was screaming a scream nobody could hear, as he drowned in a ocean of anguish and despair.

He let his memories emphasis him as somehow he relished it.

He wondered if there was a ending to this never ending pain and would there ever come a day when she would find him amongst her all forgotten ,maybe she'd hear him in the words of her favourite song or in the crumbled paper where he had penned all his heartfelt desires.

He promised himself that untill then he would lay there waiting in the pages of those written love letters yearning for their yesterday canvased with their memories.

After the radio interview he had called his best friends and they had sat drinking together at the rooftop of their academy which was their usual hangout spot.

They knew he was shattered and broken beyond repair but there was nothing they could do to lessen his pain as sometimes the best way to help is just by letting the wounded fight their own battle.

He suddenly let out a laugh and both of them looked at him worried. "Karan", bro are you ok? "Asked Sid.

"Ok what's that ?"

"Is that a feeling, a privilege I have been deprived off."

"Ah, " let me see if there are any instances when I have felt this ok of yours.

"Hmm" ,oh yeah, when I saw her lying on that hospital bed or was it when she looked at me as if I was a stranger or when she said "excuse me ,do I know you?" Or the best when the doctor said that a part of her memory had been erased and that to her now , I was a complete stranger she'll probably never know, he sarcastically said.

"Karan", Sid didn't mean that, said Faizi, we know what your going through.

"No" karan hissed, you don't, you don't know what I'm going through.

"I am tired of pretending to smile wiping away the tears that fall, showing no sign of weakness at all".

"I am tired of wearing layers and layers of masks, letting the world think it all. While I remain broken on the inside ."

"Karan" Sid said, I know my monu bro more than more than most of the world would ever know.

"I have seen her fight a battle with her inner self, trying to unearth the lost Part of her of her soul, trying to recall what or who she left behind. "

"I know u are probably not a part of her memory right now but trust me it's not lone before she comes back to you as she is yours as much as you are hers."

Until then bro ," just wait till the rain washes away your sorrows only for the sun to shine".

To be continued.........😂😂😂😂😂

Abbe yaar literally mujha Mera eighth standard main likha poem ka lines churane paade for this chapter.😂😂

Man this romance is just killing me. Kaaha khushi khushi comedy aur trolling karti thi 😥😥😂😂😂 aur ab yeh sab likhna pad raaha hain.😂

Mujha khudh likhta samay itni haasi aa rahi thi cause I was like paata nahi aur kitna drama hoga.😂😂😂

Hats off to noe and all the people who write romance🙏.

Mera toh issi main pasina chuth raahe hain.😂😂😂😂😂

I really liked it. It wasn't bad at all! I enjoyed it. I want a Monami-Karan meeting, though, or at least Sid-Monu.

Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha ki update par 'love' doon ya uske baad waale note par hasoon.

Originally posted by: NoeticLife

I really liked it. It wasn't bad at all! I enjoyed it. I want a Monami-Karan meeting, though, or at least Sid-Monu.

Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha ki update par 'love' doon ya uske baad waale note par hasoon.

There is one more chapter of karan ka perspective phir fourth chapter sa unki mulaqat hogi.😂😂😂

I'm just buying myself time to build aage ka plot.😂😂😂😂

Mujha aaj samaj aa raaaha hai how shaleen feels.😂😂😂

Khudh ka kaam ko troll karne ka maaza hi kuch aur hota hain.😂😂😂

It's so hillarious when every word you write is a joke to you as you can't feel a thing of what your character is feelings as your views on that same issue is exactly the opposite.😂😂😂😂

It's a chapter story toh itna jaldi mulakat dosent make sense varna baad main likhna ko kuch bachega nahi.😂😂😂😂

After each line I have to try so hard not to troll my own story.😁😁😂😂😂😂