Author: meeow

Part 5 Do read the previous parts first VANSH BURIED HER IN THAT GRAVEYARD….. ND WAS LIVING HIS LIFE….LIKE A HOPELESS SOUL(SORRY M NOT DESCRIBING HIS STATE MUCH AS I HAVE ALREADY DESCRIBED MUCH IN THE PREVIOUS PARTS) Flashback ended…. IT WAS A ROUGH NIGHT…. WIND WAS BLOWING… THE BREEZE COULD BE FELT WITH A TICKLING SENSATION… THE TALL DARK TRESS WERE MAKING SAD EERIE SOUNDS…. Vansh who had now completed recalling all those bitter memories….. Was ready to leave… But something was stopping him…. Maybe he knew what was that but did not wanted to accept it…… PEOPLE SAY…

Hiii guys….I know M back after a long time ….but actually I wasn’t writing anything so couldn’t post Well let’s start Please read the previous parts first… The cars moving rashly …..no one showing mercy ……. and busy in reaching their destinations…. AND alas A truck was coming in high speed …. And poor Riddhima got hit…. Blood oozing out wildly….. She screamed loudly…. No one ready to help her….. She was there with a lot of pain…. Her inner turmoil of not able to explain her love the misunderstanding he was possessing….. She wanted to be in his embrace…

serene…. soft….. beautiful… untouchable…. yet felt… these feelings are giving me sparks…. hopes to fly high…. i am calling it as an unwanted pleasure…. but it is so wanted…. well this rainy night…… the clouds are shedding tears of happiness….. seeing our union… let us dance together…. let me embrace my womanhood…. both of us in each other’s arm… let us make love together… let us feel it with all our heart…. this freezy night has intoxicated me…. the rain’s making me unstoppable…. i want to feel that shiver that runs down through my spine when you touch me….. i…

PLEASE DO READ THE PREVIOUS PARTS BEFORE THIS ONE Read Part 2 Here Vansh was a tough man…. But the death of her beloved…. Made him weak… This was the only reason he denied visiting the grave ….. He started having flashes of that night… That terrible night….he lost everything… Flashback: Riddhima was at her home …. And Vansh decided to visit her and surprise her…. Passing through the street of her house…. There was her favourite bakery… He collected her favourite black forest cake from there.. And started moving towards her house… He instead of ringing the bell entered…

before reading the part 2 please read the part one for sure else it would be hard for you all to understand… Read Part 1 Here with a bouquet of her favourite pink roses in my trembling hands…..i marched towards the gate of the yard…. u might be wondering that why not even for once i did not come here…because it makes me weak….i don’t want those bitter memories haunting me day and night…my sweetheart left me that night…. but forgetting everything just for her….i entered inside… with bold letters it was written on her grave “riddhima d’souza 1995 -…

walking silently amidst all the hurdles….struggling hard to find peace….. the word “solace” seems to have lost in my life…. my grievances doesn’t matter now anyhow… just wishing once to be with her….to have a glance of her….is all what my heart desires… pondering that stream and seeing the reflections of those stars in it….they shine so brightly …….. staring at them pleasures me……. i blankly sit on a rock….nd wonder….. will it be easy if this life would end…..or would it be more tough…. life before death or life after death….all seem to haunt me…. even though i am…

“living a life as a vagabond is never easy…..that’s how i am in your love….conquering you has never been my aim….its just that i want to be yours yet want to be with you…. i just want that… .fragrance of my love reaches you…..i want our souls to connect with each other…… free me from this guilt of hiding my love from a long time….. love is something if u give it away… u’ll never get it back… so never give it away playing the piano.. amidst the nature… sitting with you…. celebrating my freedom with you…in this solitary place….…

my eyes spoke a lot………..u say u can understand even the unspoken words…..then why u could not hear the spoken words which my eyes spoke……couldn’t you see the love i behold for you…. couldn’t you feel my torment….couldn’t you see that how much it breaks me when you keep on saying there’s nothing between us…. i know love doesn’t need a namesake relation……but still if ever you would have freely confessed your feelings……i know how much you love me ……then why are you not confessing….what’s bothering you…what’s stopping you…….cant u share ur problem with me…cant u see my pain..my ordeal…..…

riddhima -: mom don’t u think i have become a little fat…. mitali -: no dear….u have become just a little chubby…which makes u look more cute….nd after all ur weight doesn’t really matter …..yes if it would affect ur health then it would surely concern me…but u r not fat….u have just become a little healthy…my chubby kiddo….which doesn’t make u change….it makes u way more beautiful…never think yourself less than anyone…ok…. but even after her mother’s assurance riddhima could not free herself from her insecurities… she just could not convince herself the fact…that she’s perfect the way she…