Author: SamayraRaghavKashyap

Ishwari, like all the other guests, had not been in her senses after she had eaten the engagement food. And here she was going to tell the biggest secret of the small box to her would be husband. I: waada karte hona ki kisi ko nahi bataoge? (Promise me you won’t share it with any one) Mr.D: Promise… Promise… Promise…nahi bataunga. (I won’t I promise) I: toh idhar aao apna kaan do..(come closer) And she whispered the entire chhote bakse waala raaz in his ears. ******* Its morning now. Yesterday’s hangover is all over. But the thing is none of…

It had been two days since the bitter reality of Ishwari’s fake love had pierced poor Bijoy’s heart!! He had been a kind hearted man…. Good towards everyone good to him…but his evil side was not yet known to people…..coz he hated only those who lied to him or hurt him….and this time Ishwari had hurt him badly enough. He drank all day….he drank whole night…his “massoorie” was his only companion to tide over this bitter phase of loneliness. He lived away from his family that was in Kolkata….ma baba…everyone had been there…..but he had to come to Delhi for…

So the day had not been a pleasant one for ishwari….she had been dancing like a pendulum between her boyfriend bijoy and die hard lover khatri…. And to top it all her dad had announced that the dixits will be coming to see her for the marriage tomorrow…. Poor ishwari had been thinking the whole day about what she should do ….when suddenly it dawned upon her that she had not informed bijoy about the marriage…? Ishwari could not call him as she never had a phone in her home (as we know she got the first one when dev…

Its that time of the year when everything slows down…..the reason being the continuous downpour…..and all we indians need during thia season of rains is a cup of hot tea…and pakodas….☕☔? We are in kolkata….BOSE HOUSE….a melody can be heard through the windows if this small yeh beautiful house….surely its Mr. Bose singing….. Mana ke hum yaar nahi….Yeh sach hai ki pyaar nahi ….mana ke hum yaar nahi…..” Mr. Ghosh: Arrey bijoy da…ki holo…aaj bahut shant lag rahe hain….subah ke koi chik chik nahi ki…..( Bijoy its strange that you aren’t roaming around shouting….why so quite today) Bijoy: Chik chik…

It was a warm day…..bright and sunny…..clear blue sky studded with puffy white clouds….. The most beautiful day hitherto this spring??⛅??…… It was night now….the beautiful day had passed ….and the night had taken an unexpected turn……..the beautiful white clouds were now overpowered by the dusty black ones….the thunder was roaring ….it was lightening⚡⚡…..people in Delhi wondered what was wrong with the weather. ….the elders claimed. ..it was the symbol of god’s rage and fury……….”SARVANASH” was about to happen…… At this very moment…..at the TRIPATHI house…..Mrs.Tripathi…..who was expecting a child……grew cautious…… She called her son BALDEV…..(who was just 5 yrs…

She was born adorned with immense beauty….god had surely created her with utmost passion…..her eyes, her lips, her beautiful wavy hair…..every thing about her was as gorgeous as her name….ERI..??…… Yes!! She was beauty personified…..god never wanted to let her leave him and land on the earth……but he had to submit because it was his duty to make her meet the man who deserves her the most….the man who himself was no less than a masterpiece…. The man named SHAH….???….. They were destined to be together and together make this world a place more beautiful and spread happiness to every…