Novels by Sharmistha China

MISTI’S Point Of View – I wanted the answer to why Archana betrayed me? Why did she make this cunning plan? I decided then and there that I would meet Archana the next day. I needed my answers why she did this to me? I then left the dining area and came to my room. I was unable to sleep again, so I just sat down on the bed and every possible bad thought was roaming inside my head. After a few hours I got ready for my college and when I came to the dining area, my mother coldly handed me a plate for breakfast, I completed my breakfast silently, my parents did not want to talk with me. They were ashamed of my behaviour though I did not do anything wrong. After finishing my breakfast, I bid goodbye to my parents but at that exact moment my father instructed me that car was waiting for me and from now on I had to go everywhere in my car and my driver would accompany me everywhere. I wanted to protest they were tried to re

MISTI’S POINT OF VIEW – We were watching a movie together, I was happy that Ishan booked tickets for my favorite movie, I always loved the romantic movie. Archana and Sristi did not like romantic movies, they both liked the action-packed movie and I did not like those movies. So it was a rare occasion when I could come to watch a romantic movie with melodious songs, this was always my favorite combination for movies. After the interval, Ishan went outside to buy some popcorn and cold drinks for us. Then we ate, drank and watched the movie together. When the movie was finished we were going towards the parking area where Ishan parked his car. We reached the parking area but all of a sudden my head started to spin and black dots started to appear in front of my eyes and I almost collapsed on the bonnet of the car. Ishan hold me instantly by my waist and my back was resting on the bonnet of the car Ishan looked at me with a worr

MISTI’S POINT OF VIEW – I looked at Archana but did not say anything. Archana looked directly at my eyes and asked me “ Are you dating someone again?” “No, Archana, I was not dating anyone,” I replied to her. “Misti, do not fall for the wrong person, please,” Archana said to me. “ Archana, I am not a kid, please,” I said to her. “I am waiting for you for more than one hour, your family members do not know where you have been for such a long time and now you are saying that you are not a kid,” Archana said to me in an angry tone. “Archana, I am tired, please. I do not want to discuss this stupid topic,” I said. “ Misti please, I am warning you do not fall for Ishan, I do not feel good about him, I do not trust him,” Archana said to me all of a sudden. “Archana I do not know what you are talking about and for your kind information I have no relationship with Ishan but I do not think he is

MISTI’S POINT OF VIEW – I was going on a coffee date with Ishan, he called me several times in the past week and finally, I agreed to go with him. I was choosing my dress but without any one's help and suggestion it was difficult, I did not tell anything about this date Sristi or Archana. Archana did not like Ishan I did not know why…. That's why I did not tell her anything about this date. Sristi did not know that my relationship with Arnab was already ended that's why I did not tell anything to her anything about my coffee date. I chose to wear a black bodycon dress and paired it up with black boots and a simple pair of pearl earrings and a simple pearl bangle on my right hand. I did a simple and light make-up, brown smoky eyes, and nude lipstick that's all. After getting ready I looked at myself in the mirror and I was satisfied with my look, I took a matching black bag and left my house to meet Ishan at a

Misti’s Point of View – After almost thirty minutes later we reached a posh apartment situated at the heart of the city. I looked at Mr. Ishan and said “ You live here…” “ Yes,” he replied and get down from the car, then he came to my side and opened the car door for me and I came out of the car. “ Let’s go,” Mr. Ishan said to me and gestured me to follow him. I was a bit hesitant that’s why I asked him “ Where are we going, Mr. Ishan?” “It’s just Ishan Misti, how many times I have to tell you that call me Ishan,” he said to me. “ Sorry, I mean Ishan,” I said to him. “ Where are we going?” I asked him again. “ To my apartment of course,” he said to me nonchalantly. My eyes widened instantly. “ But, you lived here alone,” I exclaimed. “So, What?” he asked me. “It is not appropriate…,” I stuttered. “ Please we do not live in middle age, it does not matter,

MISTI’S POINT OF VIEW – I was sleeping peacefully until I saw a person whose face is blur was looking at me with so much rage in his eyes and then he grabbed me forcefully and pushed me and I fall on the bed and he hovered over me and he lay on top of me and that unknown person started to kiss me all over my face. “ Leave me you moron,” I screamed at top of my lungs and started to wiggle out from his grip but his grip was too tight, then suddenly I woke up and understood that I saw a nightmare but I did not understand why it felt so real. I was sweating heavily, I took the glass from the side table and gulped down some water, Sristi was stying in one of our relative's houses that’s why I was alone in my room today otherwise it could be very embarrassing. I put down the glass on the side table and tried to sleep again and I did not know when I dozed off. In the morning I woke up and looked at the wall clock it wa