Author: Navami

(STORY IN NUTSHELL : Bihan was living as an adopted son in pandey nivas.actually he was the twin brother of dhruv who is the son of vasu and balvender.they were unknown about that.Naman (balvendrs brother )kosi(his wife) played games in btween at the time of twins birth but they could only shift bihan.So dhruv grows as real son of vasu and balvender.Later balvender adopt bihan from somewhere(not revealed..from where in story) Without knowing he is his own son.Bihan was a bright student but due to kosis evil plays he didnt study and decides to serve family by failing xams.teena and…

After a couple of weeks …pandey nivas is being decorated for some function..everybody wander here and there for decorations and arrangements…..Bihan and dhruv sleeps in a bed peacefully…vasu opens the door and enters the room…” arey…you both are still sleeping…udo…get up ….its already late…”Bihan and dhruv just move as a sign of negation in which underlieng cuteness on their face but not open their eyes” arey…tum dono bhai bhi ……get up..arey udkar dekho to…wake up and see how the house is decorated for you!!!”Bihan and dhruv gets up and sits on the bed but still eyes closed…They both open their…

Bihan stood stuck…the truth striked on his head hard…it was the biggest shock for his life time..he was unable to believe that “NO…….No…….No…….”he screamed at high pich……” all of you are lieing……its impossible….iam an orphan…..i dont have any one….you are lieing…….dont try to fool me….” ” no bihan each and every word is true …you are the twin brother of dhruv..son of balvender and vasundhaara pandey…is khar ka beda beta” said dhruv…you must believe it because its true…we dont need to lose you again at any cost…you and me are same blood. .” dhruv proclamed. ” some villans was there…

…………… “THE MURDERRER”……………. His voice echoed inside the  hall..blowing winds stole those candle lights… The rain  started heavily showering outside.. ” Iam that killer ,whome you all thrown out from your lives…BIHAN” It was a louder proclamation. Lighting flashes fell over him…and it became evident that who is standing in front..vasus eyes widened…. “YOU” She uttered unknowingly ..she felt pain on her chest…it was hard to accept that…yes it was really hard to believe her eyes.. “Yes its me”his voice striked on her head she moved back in shock..trembled her leg hit on the table which is on  her back…

“What are u saying thapki? No ..i wont..” “Hmm r..right bihan….i have a doubt..usually men learn from mistakes..but you are still not learned any thing!! Strange..!! Wasted 10 years of your life and still …. Still with those same thoughts?? How long u will be like this?? Away from your family away from me ehh?? ” Its not my family..” “Ohh yes thats fine but say what about me? Say what should i do?” -silence- “Bihan look at me !! Say!” He looks at her..she was very weak..was deprived of energy..her eyelids were slightly swollen by crying for long time..…

The broken flowerpot,bihan sits near it on the floor….the glass pieces was broken into pieces just like his heart…the flowers lost its pleasantness faded petels withered ….,..it added gloominess to the surrounding air. “Thapki …this may be a silly flowerpot u made to shatter on this morning to wake up me…but today…its me  shattred….. ….broken into pieces …….because of you!!….when I realised that u don’t even remember me…don’t recognised me…intentionally keeping distance with me…it hurts….it hurts a lot..!! Bihan tries to pick up each pieces its sharp ends was pricking on his hands and drops of blood came out…he sweeps…

The train moved fast..but her memmory travelled more faster than it ……. 13 years back…. Krishnakanth and family comes to india from abrod.. Thapki and aditi joins new school Aditi is 2 year elder than thapki…thapki at 8 th std and aditi at 6 th .Thapki’s real name was Teena chadturvedi.eventhough she studied on abrod she was very shy and obedient typical indian girl..soft spoken and very sensitive. In a school 8 th standerd class room.. Teacher takes attendence… May i co..come in mam….?? Everyeyes looked at the door… A beautifull bubbly girl appears on the door. Come in…teacher oders..…

Dear friends ,iam really sorry..i couldnt update coz my health condition was not good…pls do forgive me…… So the next part is here , enjoy and give me your valuble comments…lv u all, Here we go, He wondered what had happened for few minutes .This girl had entered to his life making all his attention only towards her for all these time. “Why the hell iam caring for this girl” he murmered to himself ,when her reply less silence covered them.He understood that she get more irritated by his query. Any how why she is observing silence for a long…

Hi friends ..iam back after a gap…now this is not an ff but something else……Be ready to read a thahan story …here we go…. It was a wet rainy day….. Wind was turning all over around….those beautiful white curtains flew on the hands of turning wind……misty water drops start to sprinkle from the window as the wind goes stronger…….silky black hair strands overflow from the bed in which she was lying….it moved on wind ,short hairs anoited her mesmerising face……… THAPKIIII…………softly poonam called her standing beside her bed…. Poonam: Thapki beta…come on get up…its time for u to go collage……