Sonakshi’s POV: Thank god. Samaira is here. Samaira Sen is the top most woman entrepreneur in business world. I call her Sam. She is my best friend, the weird sis, cute companion. She was the one who held me when I broke down 3 years ago. We left the office after their board meeting and we left for our home. Only I knew how I held myself till reaching home. She knew once I entered my room and I got her shoulder as a suulpport I am just going to make my eyes red crying myself out. I really needed…
Author: Rakshita
Sonakshi’s POV: Thus, taking the determined decision, I turned to give a smile to my ma baba only to find them gone. My expression changed to one of worry. It was then I realised I had seen just one of the dream where my parents encouraged me. My parents -my ma baba had long left me because of him. They could console me but not hug me. They could give me the feeling of their presence but could not come. This gives me the best reason to revenge him. I hate him to infinity. For sure. From my core. Thinking…
Sonakshi’s POV: I reached home. I was a lifeless body. I felt so so weak. Why did he return? It was all so simple without him. I had just got over my heart and now I felt again my heart empowering my mind. I opened my door. I felt as though I have been walking for ages and now came to a halt. I wished I wasn’t strong. I wish I was weak. And I wish and wish and wish….. I went to my room. I don’t know why but I felt the awkward peace at my heart which I…
Sonakshi’s POV: I grinned at him widely. I knew he was going through what I had gone through 3 years before. And I wanted that. After shaking hands, we sat for our meeting. “So Mr Dixit, you wanted the plot near Trivanda Sphere for your upcoming project, as I learnt from my sources??” I asked. “Yes, actually Sona….”,he started but as soon as he said sona, I signalled him to stop there itself and said,” I am sorry Mr Dixit. You are mistaken. I am no sona. I am Ms Sonakshi Bose.” I said emphasising word BOSE. Because I knew…
Sonakshi’s POV: I am leaving for Delhi today. Nervous not I am. But just pity is what I have on myself. So much helpless I am that I have to go to Delhi. It’s the need of the hour. I hate the place. The place once I was in madly love with. Everything was so beautiful here but because of him willingly also I cannot accept it as a blissful place. Coming to Delhi was a curse for me. All was so beautiful. His one step changed everything. His one carelessness cost us everything. Suddenly my strance was broken by…
I returned my house: for I had no home. It was merely house with no family. No love. No care. The only company I had was my sorrow, my loneliness. My tears. My grief. And my hatred for him. I came out of my reverie as I heard Click sound of my door unlocking. I went inside. I entered my mansion. The so-called Bose Mansion. Life is becoming difficult for me day by day. I don’t want to live with his memories. And he is not letting me live without his memories. I kept my bag and purse on my…
Sonakshi’s POV: Rang Rahi Hoon Yeh Kaise Rang Mein Main Nahi Hoon Khud Apne Hi Bas Mein Kuch Rang Pyar Ke Aise Bhi Kuch Rang Pyar Ke Aise Bhi I remember these lines when I used to be a leading singer in Kolkata. Heart throb you can say. I smile reminiscing those moments when I was me. When nobody had controlled my emotions. Not he. Not him. Badle Se Din Hai Mere Badli Si Raatein Kahin Dino Se Meri Mehki Hai Saansein Pheli Dafa Hai Ke Mujhe Mein Tu Chalka Hai Pheli Dafa Hai Ke Mujhe Mein Tu Chalka Hai…
People indeed believe in love. But what happens when your love betrays you. That’s the hardest slap you ever received from your fate.. !!??? Sonakshi is the hearthrob of her college. The most suitable playback singer Kolkata has ever given. Sweet, simple, sober. Learning medical she hardly gets time for her music. Then what brings her as CEO of Bose groups of Industries. Dev is a tough man. Singing is his passion too. But he is something else what he portrays himself as. Their fate has in store something very peculiar for him. What makes him heart throb after years…