"And what do you do?" the smirk was vibrant on his face. his eyes were penetrated me and the aura around him was filled with conceit as he is the ruler of the world, the atmosphere only belongs to him. **** Jessica's house was filled with laughter because it was the time of marriage of her sister. all the relatives, everyone was present there to give their blessings to her sister. but what arose when a night conflict changes her life? What arose when she has to marry a conceited man? *** Kind Jessica Mehra always lived in her nutshell to pursue her dreams but what occurs when an arrogant and Conceit Man, Abhimaan Kapoor, starts questioning her will to change the world by doing what she admires? Read the story to discover more.
View More------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------You are what you say.You are what you believe.You are what you feel.I have heard it a thousand times, but not once did I think my life would come full circle, like a 360-degree turn.Have you ever seen a man crying for help? You may not have, but I have seen it, I have touched it, and I have felt it. It was always a girl in fifth standard crying when her mates locked her in an empty classroom, the girl who couldn't escape her vulnerability, the girl who used to cry every night. But then again, she never imagined that even a grown-up man could be disappointed by something, that a grown-up wouldn't yell and blame the waiter for his mistake, but would simply let it go, with moisture in his eyes as he got lost down memory lane.Why is he lost? Why didn't he say something to the waiter? Isn't that what he's supposed to do? My heart wrenched at a later thought as
------_-----------+--+++++++++--------++++++---Ofcourse you will hurt me, of ofcourse I will hurt you---------------+++++----------++------------------Interviewer: "It's great, Mr. Abhimaan Kapoor, that you want to experience nature up close. But I would recommend that you meet with the local people here."He looked tense for a second. I could see a frown forming between his eyes, and then he gulped.I knew he didn't have the time to meet the people who live here, learn their stories, or understand how they maintain their livelihoods. So, let's see what he does. It would be hilarious to see him feel helpless in front of a journalist. I smirked while thinking all of this."Yes. Why wouldn't I?" he replied in a firm tone. While he was busy talking to the journalist for the magazine shoot, I was trying to capture the majestic view with my eyes.I wish I could live here forever—the fresh air, the cloudy sky. Oh, how I love the color of the sky here. It feels like magic. When the cold w
You are on top and the next thing you witness cold droplets on your shoulders, and what you will do? You will feel nature, its greenery and the surroundings around you. Because it’s a lifetime movement that will stay forever in your heart. But I was occupied with dealing with his tantrums. That's what I thought until I saw him closing his eyes, looking upward at the sky and smiling as he never smiled before. Is he a nature lover? When I was busy drooling over him, he taunted me again, “what are you waiting for? Come on I have to catch the sunrise and get done with the magazine photoshoot,” I started following him again even in the heavy rain. The trekking areas started to become difficult and more slippery. The wide area around me was open and gave a serenic view. I was quite busy admiring the view. That's when it hit me that I was quite alone ony journey and he was nowhere to be seen. “Mr. Kapoor? Where are you? “ I screamed. Yes, I screamed because we were in the middle of now
-----There are a lot of fallacies and I do not want to fall in between any of them. I was still doing what I was doing yesterday. Yes! Serving the elite class employees what they were asking and fulfilling everyone's request; only the legal ones.And somewhere in my heart I knew, i didn't join here to do all this but I have to learn so I kept doing evrything with a little smile on my face. But that too wasn't handled by him so sent me another task.He is going for a magazine shoot and he has ordered me to travel with this team and do what I am doing here.I don't know where the interview will going to happen but I received the orders from the upper authority to get ready and do exactly what I was supposed to do here. This means serving other employees while he was busy with the shoot because that's my job. I wanted to yell at Mr. Abhiman Kapoor, but I didn’t want to give him another chance to shatter me in front of my whole family. I learned that the shoot would take place in Dha
------Madness is not something that craves the heart, it is the decline, and I am the one who is on the verge of falling to the ocean from the sky. "Ms Jessica, are you fine?" Tania's cult voice made me come back into reality."This is reception area, and you have to attend everyone by putting a smile on your face," "What do you mean?" "I mean what I said! In this way, Mr Kapoor will know if you are capable enough to interact with others or not!" "But... I...? " "There's no but... Just do as you are directed."By giving me instructions she just left. What the hell is going on? How am I going to do this? Standing all day, greeting and making a small person without knowing them? Especially when I have always lived in a nutshell?However, as far as I can see from here.. I can imagine the smirk on Abhimaan's face, if I failed to do the first task."No you can't lose," "Welcome to the SiTech Groups, HAHAHA," "Is something wrong with her? Why she was laughing to herself?" "Did you
In the chaos, she finds herself --------------------------------++-+-------------++Sometimes, it is hard to even think that what is on screen is not believable. everything looks so suspicious here, but that's what it is about. I also saw Mom and Dad arrive when Tamanna tried hard to fit in. Maybe she is trying not to be here, but I thought of fresh air. Was I still working for him here? I do not know. I came to know when he was a substitute that he was looking at me to collect the items for them as I was their servant. a man came to order me that his boss asked me. I ran inside, following the direction of that man in his 40s. Abhimaan, " What were you doing outside? I want you to take care of our belongings till we greet our other guests," my dear sister clung to her arm. "Yes, sir. As you say, Mr Kapoor," I said, closing my eyes. I then carried the huge box he had given to Tamanna. I was on their trail, walking as their lost puppy. When the moment became silent, my cell phone be
Mean girls are not born. They are made, and I am not here to play a game like everyone else. I may have a mission in my mind, but firecrackers are going on. When I look at my image in the mirror, I find nothing but confusion. The crisis is going on, and soon, there will only be a departure.On my way back to home, I took the route from India Gate. I really love this place. With too much going on, life can never stop in Delhi.They breathed the fresh air and took a glimpse of the war memorial, too. Only God knows how many people have died so that people like me can breathe in fresh air. But maybe they never knew chains are not physical only. I wish I could go back in time and learn something from them. How did they fight? With all the resources, they have done so much, and I can't even do a single thing with everything I have. What is the matter? Why have I lost track of time?You know, Tragedy is that the definition of freedom varies at different times. When it was needed the most, w
-------------------------------The circles of life have come together once again. What once was here will not be anymore, and nobody can do anything about it. That's how life works, right?I am in bed and trying to sleep, and the obnoxious thought of my sister and Mr Abhimaan Kpoor kissing is coming into my head.It's gross!Why the hell am I thinking about it? It's good for them that they found each other the great Tamanna, as Abhimaan will be together now, and I do not have to worry about anything.The good news is that Mom and Dad won't pay too much attention to me when I go about my business. I will focus on doing what I love, focusing on my novel, when Mr Abhimaan Kapoor spends more time with my so-called sister, who returned from the US.Well, I think my sister is hiding something from all of us. Sometimes, she made me suspicious about her presence now, how she came suddenly and why she was floating with him.The only thing I can say is that the mysteries of the night are not
Since human existence on this earth, the weather changed.Before, it was the sunset crease waiting for its dawn, and now it's nothing all black. My heart was not normal. It was hammering like a maniac in my chest. All I could think was what Abhimaan was going to say. Whose name is he going to take? But then I saw him with Tamanna Di. Good, let her enjoy his company while I try to put my focus more on the moonlight that was trying to break the wooden grating.How can my life take such surprising turns of events? I do not like her, but I have always respected her in some sense that no matter what she did to me, she will always be my big sister to protect me from society's unwillingness. I wonder what the girl back in the fifth grade used to think.I remember coming home only to hear I was the daughter my parents never wanted because I failed a maths test. And my Tamanna Di was there. She didn't say anything; not even a flinch of mere words came out from his mouthI left the home to
Be the real you.-+-+-+-+-(-++-+--+(+-++--++--++--++---Dear Diary,Today was a very significant day in my life. The day for which I was procrastinating since I was born, the day which dared to change everything for me. The day brought me utter contentment and brutal discomfort. The day when I was weeping and cacklingThe day which gave me wings to fly and a stab in my backThe day which makes me regret it all the time."Jessica,"I closed the diary and ran downstairs, my mother was yelling at me for too long. I was trying to be indifferent to her voice, but I cannot bear it for too long.The house was garnished with flowers and lights, everywhere I could hear whispers of everyone.My sister is getting married and today is her engagement. She must be getting ready now.I glanced at the ceiling to the well-furnished wall, the walls which were empty before are filled with passion now."Jessica? What are you doing? Come here!"Her voice never changed, at least not to me. There was no
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