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My Love Hatred
AUTHOR'S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Her eyes watered as soon she saw her mother's dull face. She took less than a second before throwing herself in her mother's embrace. Tears started streaming like a waterfall, down her cheeks.She didn't care if she was squeezing the life out of her mother's body. Her hold was tight because she was afraid to let her go. "Areyyy main thik hun" Namisha said chuckling softly. (I am fine)Her wrinkled hand started caressing her daughter's hair. Saanvi let out a relieved sigh on feeling her mother's warm touch. "I..I go-ot scar-red" she stuttered after showering her mother's face with kisses.Last evening, she got a call from her neighbour who informed her about Namisha. She was watering the plants in the garden when she fell on the ground. By god grace, the man who was passing by and is their neighbour saw her and immediately called Saanvi.Though, Saanvi doesn't pick up calls from unknown numbers or do so very very rarely but this time she did and she is th
My Love Reason of her fear
AUTHOR'S POV ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Saanvi looked towards the direction hearing the footsteps. Her fingers froze as she was peeling the peas.A bitter feeling surged through her veins. A daughter always wishes to have a husband who cares for her like her father does. She always tries to find her first love and her superhero, in her life partner.But in Saanvi's case, it was different.Neither did she feel emotional nor did her heart fill with warmth after seeing her husband clad in her father's shirt and pant.She shut her eyes tightly and clenched her fists under the table. She wanted to slap him hard for daring to touch her father's clothes. But then, it was her own mother who gave him the clothes.A sniffling sound reached her ear and she turned to her left. She found her mother wiping her tears.Namisha got emotional on seeing her son in law in her husband's clothes. It was an obvious and expected reaction from her side but Saanvi felt anger towards her mother as well. "Sit" Namisha g
My Love Child
WRITER'S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~Her mouth watered and stomach grumbled when the smell of Paneer Tikka filled her nostrils."Enjoy" Vrinda said keeping a plate filled with Paneer and Rotis in front of her.Saanvi didn't wait and attacked the delicious hot meal. A moan left her mouth when she took the first morsel. The paneer was not too spicy or sober. Just according to her taste."It's not good for you and the baby to eat too much spice. Hope you liked this" Vrinda asked nervously to which Saanvi gave her a wide grin."This is delicious. Best." She said in a muffled voice giving her a thumbs up.Her whole focus was on the food.Vrinda smiled and caressed her hair. She is grateful that she is getting to feel all these emotions. She doesn't have a daughter or a son and she always felt this void inside her.But Saanvi filled the void and gave her the chance to become a mother and take care of her daughter and her grandchild.She couldn't ask for more."Ummm...dessert?" Saanvi asked licking he
My Love Playing with fire
WRITER'S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~She slugged down a big class of cold water as few drops slid down the corner of her lips. A sense of relief knocked her senses making her heave a long sigh of relief.She looked down at her clammy and shivering hands. The coldness of her skin was matching that of an ice cube. Her heart was beating loudly and wildly.Living all those memories again was not pleasant at all. The images of those days and nights were vividly reminding her of the torture she has suffered.Unshed tears were threatening to fall anytime down her eyes. But she controlled them. She just had a breakdown and it was enough to make her feel a bit better.She held her bump and carefully sat on the chair. The cool and soothing breeze caressed her face, making the sweat vanish from her forehead and the skin between her nose and her upper lip."It's fine. You have done the right thing" she assured herself while squeezing her palms together.After two minutes or so, she finally gathered herself
My Love Ray of hope
WRITER'S POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~The small and relieved smile on Saanvi's face said so many things. Her happiness knew no bound when the protective arms of Advik pushed her behind him. Hiding her from the evil eyes of her own husband.Raw rage pulsed through his veins. He was literally quivering in resentment. "How fucking dare you?" Advik seethed inching closer to his friend. His low voice was just a facade which was hiding his true intentions. "Stay away from my wife. And this is our personal matter" Arjun said calmly and tried to grab Saanvi's hand.The next moment, he fell on the floor as Advik gave him a hard punch. Saanvi was shivering in fear, not knowing what will happen to her.She was relieved to see Advik here but somewhere she was also scared. "I CURSE THE DAY I MET YOU, ARJUN." Advik growled throwing punches at his friend.His voice carried so much pain. His eyes were teary yet full of rage.His heart was crying in agony each time his fist was hitting his friend's face. But
My Love Prologue
She was looking like a doll in her bridal attire, void of any makeup. As per the rituals, the bride has to remove the makeup before sitting in the Mandap. (Wedding pavillion)The moonlight was falling on her face making her look like an angel.His angel.A yelp left her mouth as he pulled her closer.Fearfully, she looked up at him and her body froze seeing the desire and lust in his eyes.She was trembling like a leaf in his arms. His lust filled eyes were turning a shade of darker and his breath was fanning her face.The dupatta fell off her shoulder on it's own. Goosebumps erupted on her skin as the cold wind touched her bare skin.His eyes roamed around her body.Bare waist, deep neck blouse showing her creamy cleavage and henna clad arms.His self control loosened and he decided to claim her, finally.After waiting for months, she is his now.Only his....
My Love The offer
The hustling bustling of crowd was at peak as soon the morning came. They say Mumbai never sleeps which is not wrong. The labourers started doing hardwork to earn enough to fill their stomach. The students were rushing to reach their schools. Working men and women were on the way to their work places. Everyone is behind money, because obviously 'Money can buy you anything'. A hot brewing sip of coffee brought some relief to his sore throat. He was watching the busy roads through the big glass in his cabin. His face was void of any emotions as usual. A little boy caught his eyes who was crying as he tripped over something. A frown appeared on his face seeing the crying face of the little boy. Pathetic. He muttered turning away from the glass. Placing the empty mug on coffee table, he sat on his chair. Soon the furious sound of typing filled the silent room. The movement of his fingers stopped as a knocking sound was heard. Answering a quick come in, he diverted his attention bac
My Love First meeting
A long pleasurable sigh left her lips as the cold wind touched her face. A storm was surely about to hit the city. The leaves of the large trees were swaying along with the breeze. It was really hot since morning and people like her, who cannot afford air conditioners. Monsoon is a blessing for them but it also makes their lives difficult as it brings so many disadvantages with it. Saanvi freed her hair from the clutcher and let them fall on her shoulders and back. The sweat droplets which were prominent on her forehead and chin vanished. "Maa, come na" she shouted from her room. Namisha was washing the dishes. Though Saanvi had opened the windows of dinning hall and kitchen but her room was literally feeling like heaven so she wanted Namisha to join her as she knew her mother must be sweating as hell by now. A sad frown appeared on her face thinking about her mother's situation. They have lived their lives in adding money and spending them only on the things which were needed the
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