Adhoori Dastaan-TwiNj OS by SUPRIYA… B’Day Special

Marry me, girl.” Hello luvly people…
I’m back….

Sbse pehle sry Anshu baby Maine tmhare liye koi OS post nai ….but koi Na ab kr deti hu ….but tmhe isko share krna padega….
Kyoki ye Sushmita k liye bhi h….

Happy vala B’Day dear Sushmita….May god bless u sweetie…..lots of love…..

So let’s move to OS…

Hello people ….
Supriya is here…..
With sweet OS of TwiNj …

It’s gift for Sushmita & Anshika….

Happy birthday Sushmita…. and belated happy B’Day Anshu Baby….

Let’s move On OS…

Characters:- Twinkle Taneja.
Abhay Taneja : Twinkle’s Brother

Kunj Sarna

They both met in wedding of Twinkle’s brother….
Phir kya hota h … uske liye OS ko padho…..

OS will be in Twinkle’s POV….so Don’t confused…

Weddings are a great occasion to catch up with people you haven’t met in ages, and to meet new people too.
And my brother’s wedding was no exception to this. There was the family – close and extended, my parents’ friends, my friends and his group.

I knew most of my brother’s friends – they had been coming over to our place since I was a child, and so I’d spent a lot of time with them.

However, there was one guy in his gang of friends whom I did not know.
Upon finding out, I understood that he had beenliving overseas, and wasn’t really in touch with my brother.

But when he heard that bhaiyya was getting married, he flew down to attend his big day.

I hadn’t even known that he existed.

He made it to the festivities when the tilak ceremony was going on, and almost all the ladies present at the occasion were admiring how he looked – he was tall, fair and very handsome! He was also 8 years older to me.

Once the ceremony was over, all the youngsters were hanging out together.

It was then that Abhay bhaiyya introduced everyone to Him , who had returned to India after a long time. “And finally, this is Twinkle. You remember her, don’t you?”

Bhaiyya pointed towards me and asked Him. “Damn! That’s her?!
Bhaiya said me Twinkle he is Kunj…My bestie…Kunj Sarna

I didn’t expect her to be so grown up,” He replied as he looked at me and smiled.

I went weak at the knees when he said, “Twinkle, you definitely turned out gorgeous,” and gave me a hug.

“Thanks, Kunj Bha….,” before I could complete what I had to say, he interrupted saying, “Oh, come on! Don’t call me bhaiyya. We are friends.”

During all the wedding ceremonies, Kunj and I got to know each other better. We somehow clicked and were very comfortable with each other all too soon.

One night, we both decided to go for a walk together. During this alone time, he randomly asked me, “So, how’s your boyfriend?” “I don’t have one,” I replied.

It was my turn then – I asked him if he had a girlfriend. To this, he replied with a no. It was then that I told him that many girls at the wedding fancied him.

He asked me if I was one of those girls too. “You’re my brother’s friend!”
I replied, after which he suggested we both return to our respective rooms and call it a night.

I guess at some level he felt odd about what he asked me.

Kunj ignored me for the next 2-3 days. Watching him behave like this, I too kept my distance from him and carried on taking part in all the wedding celebrations.

Then, all of a sudden, one evening, as I was walking up to my dada’s room to give him his meds, Kunj came in my way and held my hand tight. He had watched me chat with other guys at the wedding and that had been bothering him, he said.

We had an argument on this topic, and as things heated up, I grabbed his collar and dragged him into an empty room closeby.

I then held his head and brought him closer to me and kissed him. “You know this is wrong, Twinkle. You are my friend’s sis…” he responded.

I stopped him mid-sentence and kissed him again. This time around, he kissed me back, and we began to have a wild make-out session.

One by one, we took each other’s clothes off, and then we made love.
After an hour or so, I got out of bed and got dressed. We wanted to step out before someone came looking for us.

Just before I left the room, he grabbed me by my waist, and said, “I love you. Marry me, girl.”
“I love you too,” I replied, and went back to where all the guests were.

Thankfully, no one had noticed that we both were gone all this while.

Once the wedding was over, both Kunj and I headed back to our respective lives.

Kunj tried to develop our relationship, he did wanted us to get married, but I felt I was too young.
I had to complete my graduation first and then get a job.

Kunj was already in his late 20s by then. The last time I called him, I told him to move on and get married.

Today, he is married and has a child as well. I, on the other hand, am about to get married to my man.

We both really did move on and we didn’t regret that night.
We’ll definitely cherish the time we spent with each other……

That’s all….
Sry TwiNj fan…Maine alg krdia unko…

But u knw Na All story didn’t complete….

Plzz comment krna…..

Okk biee….

Luv u all…

Happy birthday Sushmita….

SUPRIYA