#achanak kaise

[chappellrroan]

this. reminder. did you have your khaana paani?

summy you're asking sabse about their khaana paani but wbu?

#hmmmm #achanak kaise #summy jaan

[siriuslynephilim]

I FAINTED BECAUSE OF LOW BLOOD PRESSURE?????? LMAO

#ok so i joined this new dance/aerobics exercise type of class cause aise hi physical activity chahiye #and aaj cardio karva rahe the #AND ACHANAK SE FELT LIKE VOMITING BLACK SPOTS IN MY VISION #and kuch samajh nahi aa raha tha wtf it was so embarrassing the didi unhone meko dheere se neeche sulaya #and pani dala muh pe tab jake vision clear hui #BHT WTFFFFF #kya crazy experience tha lmao #kaise movie style hua main soch rahi thi ki kaisi maam hai ye bohot hi intense karva diya beginner ke hisab se karana chahiye nahi #and suddenly sab dikhna band ho gaya unki awaz bohot dheere dheere aa rahi thi woh uthke latene ke liye keh rahe the #and main haat uthane ki koshish kar rahi thi but mere haath maan hi nahi rahe the😭😭😭 #and main soch rahi thi bhai ye kya ho raha hai girl can u chill itna bhi kuch nhi kiya hai kya kar rahi hai 😭😭 #but the funniest part is jab woh didi aur ek aur didi saath mein fuss kar rahe the mere upar i was thinking distinctly #ki wow aaj ke din mejn pehli baar kisi ne itne pyar se baat kari hai princess treatment diya hai attention diya hai #kyunki office mein bohot weird day tha meri friend ki dusri friend leave se wapis aa gayi and they were stuck together like bhul hi gaye ki #main bhi hoon?? #and that guy jo thoda thoda accha lagta hai funny hai usne bhi baat nahi kari even tho kal humne itni saari baat kari thi😭 #aur main ye class mein almost rote rote lehrein sunte hue aa rahi thi sochke ki fuck it mujhe kya i don't need anyone bas padho degree lo #aur niklo yahan iss sheher se fir bhi koi ni mila toh maar do khudko no biggie #and woh didi ne kaha you're very dehydrated and bohot thaki hui ho and suffocation ho raha hai na #and mujhe toh udhar hi aankh mein pani aa gaya like haina main hu na bohot thaki hui😭😭😭😭😭 #anyway. crazy first experience lmao #ab theek hu didi ne chocolate khila di

[friedmomosposts]

Ye macharo ka breeding season hai kya?! Itne machar achanak se kaise bhencho

[oh-munda-kukkad-kamaal-da]

Idk kaise par mujhe achanak wo bachpan ke phone se dhoom machale wali audio sunai di dimaag mai, ekdam usi awaaz mai. Dance krne ka mann krne laga yaar

[ritesh-writes]

Tuesday, May 7th ❤️

Aksar Hairat hota hai mujhe,

Achanak itna beghairat kaise hua main tere liye?

Kisi teesre ki saajish hogi shayad,

Tu toh mujhe pasand kia karta tha. 🍁🍂

[kpriye]

Kya zindagi vaqai gulzar hai? Kya zindagi me ane vali choti badi mushkile hi isse gulzar banati hai? Kya isi belief ke sath hame aage badhna hota hai ? Jab mushkile choti hoti hai toh isse accept karna , isse jujhna shyd thoda asaan hota hai.....par badi pareshaaniya?...Kitna kuch sochne par majboor Kar deti hai na. Ek insaan ko andhvishwas me vishwas hone lgta hai , kaise maan'ne lagte hai hum buri nazar aur negativity me. Baki ki duniya khush or akele hum dukhi nazar ate hai. Jaise sunehri dhoop ho aur achanak gehhreee kaale badal chaa jaye . Aur firr barsaat...bin mausam hi....

Lekin bharosa ...iss baat ka ki sab thik ho jayega,

..ki bhagvan bus pariksha le rhe hai...

#life #my thougts #sad thoughts #unkaheebatein

[adhurikitaab]

And I mean it! I might just kick them off from my life….

Kyu?

Kya hua?

Kya jawab du iska.. jab man se darrrr lage.. jab nind se uth kar ghabrahat me chauk jao k ye kya hua? Sapna to nahi tha!!! Haan! Sapna hi tha!

Aaj jab achanak se nind khuli aur pura sharir pasine se lat-pat tha tab ehsaas hua.. thand lagti raat me.. kuch aisa Sapna dekha k nind me b hosh ud gaye…

Sapno me b dhokha khaya.. bas dhokha.. iss baar iss dhokhe ko sehne ki ratti bhar bhi shakti nahi bachi thi mujhme.. maine sapne me kuch aisa kiya jo maine kabhi sapno me b na socha ho ! Kyu hai na confusing?

Aaj khud k dil me dabi hui tees bahar nikali.. maine use kisi se shadi karte dekha.. fir ek jhut pakda.. fir wahi kahani suni k uske sath kya kya galat ho raha hai.. use iss topic pe baat nahi karni.. usne pehle hi bata diya hai na.. mai sirf ek dost hu.. ab to wo b nahi.. mai bas ek aisa insaan.. jab jab use apne mann ki bate batani thi ye kaan khule the.. hamesha samay tha.. aur jab chahiye tab jitana chahiye utana pyar bhi available tha.. lekin ye sab dosti ka tha!

Aur sab kuch hone k bawajud.. mai kabhi sufficient nahi hu aur nahi koi sacchai mujhe batane layak bachi.. sab to chut gaya hai…rishta hi kya raha hai?

Dosti b nahi na hi dard ka rishta.. dosti b nahi na hi dard ka rishta.. kitane saalo se kiya hai maine nasha ye sasta 😂😂 kitane saalo se kiya hai maine nasha ye sasta… dil kehta hai ab- chod de iss bala ko samajhdaari hai isme.. chod de iss bala ko samajhdaari hai isme.. saste nashe se kya kisine apni jindagi sudhari hai ✌🏽✌🏽

Line pe aate hai..

Jab maine sari chije dekhi… aakhir me pata chala ki wo khush khabar dene wali hai.. aur ab wo hua jo maine sapno me na socha.. kitani nafrat nikali andar se k maine apne aapko uspar aise halat me hath pair aur na jane kya kya uthate dekha! Tab achanak se pasine me lat-pat sharir me thar- thar kapte gale se jor jor se nind me hi aawaj nikali.. NAHI.. NAHIN… NAHI.. AISA KAISE KAR DIYA MAINE… aur agale hi pal aas paas k log jaag uthe.. puchne lage kya kiya? Kya hua? Koi bura sapna to nahi dekha.. ?

Nahi.. bura sapna nahi.. sach ka aaina dekha hai maine.. kab apne aap me itani nafrat badh gayi iss baat se ki sab kuch hote huye.. sab kuch karte huye koi mujhe kaise chod sakta hai.. kaise mera use kar sakta hai.. kaise mujhe itana bewakoof bana sakta hai k maine ye sari chije dekhna hi nahi chaha.. aur khudko itana hurt kar diya k maine ye kaise socha (sapno me bhi) k maine uspe jab wo itane bade news k sath mujhe wahi sari uske khushi ka aur mujhe diye huye dhoke ka bakhan de rahi thi.. maine uspe haath uthaya.. use maara.. gala ghotna chaha..maine apni insaniyat chod di.. maine apne aap ko sharminda kiya khud par ka control chod k..

Bhale hi ye sab sapne me hua ho.. par andar ki taklif bahar aayi.. aur aaj sacchai ko maine kabul kiya.. k haan! Hai mujhe taklif.. itane k har baar palke jhapku to chehra dikhta hai aur aakhe kholu to mujhse ki hui bewafai..

Koi ijjat nahi hai mere man me uski jo yunhi hamesha bartav kare k jo sari pareshaniya hui hai wo sirf uske sath aur baki ko to samajh b nahi aayega! Toh wo sunn le aaj.. auro ki b bahot pareshani hoti hai.. wo sambhal lete hai, has lete hai.. bewajah aapke har phone ka jawab dete hai.. hamesha aapke liye available hai, aapke har ek chij me aapka sath dete hai.. iska matlab ye nahi hai k wo koi taklif ya pareshani se nahi gujar rahe hai! Wo aapse pyar karte hai bas isliye ye sab kar rahe hai.. warna aane na pehle unka sath nibhaye na unko pucha k unpe kya biti.. aur na aaj! bas apni side rakh k chal diye… na aaj sath ho na sath aane ka koi andesha hai.. aaj b side khali hai…shayad ab hamesha rahe

To wo pehle b deal kar rahe the aur aage b kar lenge… sirf maut unko rokegi apni jindagi ki pareshaniyo se deal karne se.. warna hausale itane majbut hai k koi adchan na kabhi mujhe rok paayi hai.. na kisi k sath ne aasmaan dilaya hai…

Aaj liya hai bas wo kadam apne hausale se k kal tune mujse rishta toda tha.. aur aaj maine.. uss rishte ko hi tod diya iss sine se..

[vellhighbandi]

Achanak se sab slick pe kaise aagye...

And why are people talking about on there. Koi bina kaam ke baat tak nhi karta IRL aur yahan itna famous ho gye hum. Kuch to garbad hai Daya

Main question install karu ya nahi?

#haye poll ka idea mil gya #desiblr #desi girl

[easycomeeasyflow]

Tera milna tha jaise sookhe baramde ke farsh pe baarish ki pehli boond

Tapakti hui paton se aa giri meri god mein

Kampan hui, samah palat gaya

Dekhte hi dekhte poora baramda bheeg gaya

Har boond ki chhap mein tu, har kan mein tu

Har khilti kali mein tu hi tu

Jahan dekhun, jo chhooun

Bas tu hi tu hi tu

Fir achanak laga ek aandhi si aayi hai

Ek pal ke liye hawaaon ne dara diya

Thiturte huye ek doosre ke paas aa baithe

Bheega farsh, bheege hum

Par ab fir dheere dheere aandhi kam hoti si lagti hai

Hawaein ab bhi behti hai par sehlati hui

Mausam fir badla sa lagta hai

Aasmaan aur bhi neela lagta hai

Baadal lagte hai jaise rui ho har jagah faili si

Halke se, naram se

Dhoop nikalti hai baadalon ke peeche se fir

Aakar baithti hai tere hothon par

Aakhein chamakti hui, gaalon pe halki garmahat

Tere mere takraane se shayad mausam badalte hai

Bauchaar aati hai

Sookhein paton ko nehla, sadkon pe phool bikhra jaati hai

Laazim hai kabhi kabhi toofan bhi ayenge

Baadalon ka aana jaana toh laga rehta hai

Kehte hai, duniya ka yahi usool hai

Par dhoop na aaye, ye mumkin nahi

Baarish ki chheeton se nikalti hui sunehri kirne

Dekho le rahi hai hazaron rang

Ye hum hai, ye humne hi banayein hai

Tere mere takraane se shayad, haan, mausam badalte hai

Par kaise main tere saath har rang na dekhun

Humaara aasmaan ek hai

30.10.2022

[robert-deniro]

I personally think all filmmakers should go the sanjay gupta route and slap on a piss yellow filter whener they show any city,be it Mumbai or london

no i'm tired of seeing it slapped on bombay i want to see it slapped on nyc and other western cities only henceforth

#sorry mister de niro but it has to happen #anyway #what prompted this lmao achanak meri yaad kaise aayi #answered #tanya tag #spiderrpcrker

[tellywoodtrash]

immj2 20.11.20

new title card! everyone looking hottttttttttttttttt af!

no for real though, this chick needs to fucking insure her feet or something. itne disaster-prone pair maine zindagi mein nahi dekhe.

this idiot. honestly, he needs to know to pick his battles. he used to be soooooooo smart and shaatir. now he’s just dumb as fuckkkkkkk, the way he’s playing the game. i really don’t understand. i just don’t.

“riddhima tumhe pata hai tumhari problem kya hai? tum khud aage badhke apne bure waqt ki ghadi set karti ho.” lmaooooooo that’s a brilliant line and exactly what she does!

standard DON’T YOU DARE LOOK AT MY FAMILY WRONG blah blah from riddhima.

trollolololololololololol i honestly just put up with this character just to see vishal play himmmmmmm

blah blah tell dadi that i should get the business, then the property, then the family, and then this room of his....... ew, gross implication of that room thing aside, bro slow your rolllllllllllll. also why are you tellling her all this??? why the fuckkkkk would you give her a heads-up?!?!!?!?

sweetheart bhi bola. ugh. i hate when any man calls any woman that. it sounds patronizing and condescending as fuckkkk. also i just don’t get why he wants to be like vansh so muchhhhhhhhh when HIS PERSONALITY IS OBJECTIVELY BETTER THAN VANSH’S WAS?!!?!?!!?

ok i’m bored with this scene now and fwding.

pls sis, don’t say wohiiiiiiiii shakal and all. new shakal is >>>>>>>>>>>>>>> old shakal. like, i have no words to describe the improvement.

here aryan be making some stupid shady deals and he’s like mwahahahahaha now that vansh is gone, there’s no one to stop me!!!!!! dude, he literally used to do that to prevent you from going to fucking jail, lmao. you are so fuckingggggggg dumb istg.

“sivaaye mere!” snort. this i’m gonna enjoyyyyyyyyyyy.

aryan like TU KAUN MAIN KHAMAAKHAAAAN?!!!?!? and quite rightly so.

this is their new thing in the show. they show this angle of kabir jab uski kuch zyaaaada hi khisakkkkk jaati hai. 

AKLSJALKFJSLKDJFLSDKJFLKDSJLFKJDSLKFJDSLKJFLSKJD OMFG HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA

“seedhe mooh baat kii thi. tameez se jawaab dena chahiye tha.”

lmaooooooooooooooo i can’tttttttttt with this fuckerrrrrrr. why is he so fuckingggggg hilarious?????

meanwhile bhaabiji is back at mandir place asking around about vihaan. she’s describing him as “bodybuilder type” which, lol......... ok.

chaiwaala is i know who he is and can give you deets.

she’s like yehiiii haina???? and he’s like yeah kinda, but hotter. way hotter. ok he didn’t say it. i’m saying it. BUT IT’S THE TRUTH, COME ON!!!!!!!!!!!

holy shit she just had to give him 2x my wholeass monthly rentttttttt to get the deets. what the fuckkkkkkkkkkkkk????? ALSO MY GOD WHO JUST CARRIES AROUND THIS MUCH CASH IN THEIR LIL DINKY GOING-TO-THE-MANDIR PURSE???????????

bhaiyyaji very very happy with his loot of the day butttttttttttt.........

lmao this one like I WORKED REALLY HARD AS AN ACCOUNTANT TO EARN THAT WAD OF CASH THAT SHE JUST HANDED TO YOU OK??????? YOU THINK SHE MAKES THIS MUCH AS NO-NAME PHYSIOTHERAPIST WITH A GRAND TOTAL OF ONE CLIENT????? AND NOW I’VE HAD TO SWITCH CAREERS. IN THE MIDDLE OF A PANDEMIC. I HAD TO LEARN A WHOLEEEEEEEE NEW SKILLSET. YOU KNOW HOW MANY HOURS I SPENT ON COURSERA AND UDEMY AND GITHUB RIGHT AFTER FALLING OFF A CLIFF?????????? DO YA???????????

sorry shaktimaan.

“virus hoon main. ek baar laga gaya na toh zindagi ka file corrupt kar doonga.” lmaoooooooooo lord the dumbass tech related metaphorsssss.

ok that’s a bit much but mmmmmm baby i love to watch you work. esp. this outfit, unf. it’s really getting me so damn hot for you.

khud ki hi biwi ka phone number score karke itnaaaaaa khush kisi ko hote hue pehli baar dekha hai.

lmaooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

aryan, who is literally tied to a chair is growling at kabir about how this won’t end well for him and kabir’s like..............

snorttttttttt i love this psychopathhhhhh.

kabir is like just use your ickle brain cell lil one. i’m a cop. i have alllll the details of every single shady thing you’ve done. first i’ll show it to the family, then to the authorities. and then there miiiiiiiiiiight be an encounter later.......... lmao yessssssssss, i love it.

“woh kya haina, samajhdaar ko ishaara kaafi hota hai. lekin tum itne samajhdaar nahi ho na, iss liye itne detail mein samjhaana pada!” i really cannot stop laughing at this scene. truly the evil bros dynamic i have been craving for from this show.

aaaaaaaaaaaaaand that is enough for aryan to maarofy palti.

but ooooooooooops. he called him kabir. which we know is this one’s sore spot these days.

“kabir.................... sir?” lmfaooooooooooooo

hahahahahahahahahahahahahhaha

bitch wht you callllllll vansh?????

“kabir...... bhai.”

OMFG THE STRAIGHT UP ORGASM FACE HE MADE AT THAT?!?!!??!?! JESUS KABIR I THINK YOU NEED THERAPY FOR THIS. EVEN FREUD DIDN’T COME UP WITH A THEORY FOR WHATEVER FREAKY “BHAIYYA ISSUES” YOU HAVE GROWN ALL OF A SUDDEN OUTTA NOWHERE.

aryan is literally like...............................

“ab BHAIYYA ki do baat dhyaaaaan sunna, ok????”

ok deal done. do shady fuckers have allied. kaisi ram milaaye usa-uk type jodi hai paapiyon ki.

aryan like but everything belongs to dadi now, and dadi is forsho gonna hand it all over to her laadli riddhima, who hates your guts.

“tum jitna smart mujhe samajhte ho, usse kahinnnnnn zyaada smart hoon main.”

aryan like ok but fr how exactly are you gonna achieve this??????/

“bhagwaan ne pehle hi tumhe dimaag kam diya hai. issi umar mein sab use karloge toh aage kya karoge??? jitna bola gaya hai, utna karo.” LMAO PLS MAN CAN WHOEVER IS WRITING KABIR’S LINES WRITE THEM FOR VIHAAN TOOOOOOOO. COZ THESE ARE GENUINELY SO FUNNY AND HIS ARE SOOOOOOO FUCKING LAME.

riddhima walks in to aryan having already gotten dadi’s ear and having kabir involved in the business. he’s already signing papers and shit! idhar mereko debit card use karte waqt 4 baar sign karna hota hai to prove i’m the actual owner and didn’t just steal it from somewhere, and this guy just got signing authority to a wholeass empire in half an hour.

aryan talking soooooooooooo nicely about kabir and riddhima is like OK FOR SURE THIS FUCKER HAS BEEN THREATENED AND/OR BRIBED.

lmaooooooooo aryan again referred to him as “kabir” and K just cleared his throat all ominously. and promptlyyyyyyy aryan’s like “KABIR BHAI!!!! KABIR BHAI!!!!!!!!!”

uska jhattttt jawaaab bhi mil gaya universe se, hahahahahaha.

kaunsa bhai, kahaan ka bhai, haaaaan??????

oh boy. this angle again.

“isse vansh bhai ki jagah dena, business mein involve karna; kya deal hui hai tumhari, kitne mein becha hai tumne apne aap ko; bolo?!?!?!? ki tumhe yeh achanak se apna bhai lagne laga hai????” DAMN. I LOVE ISHANI. SHE’S SHARP AS A TACK. WHY THE FUCK WON’T DADI JUST GIVE HER THE EMPIRE?????????

dadi talking blah blah anupriya ka beta hai, yeh bhi tumhare bhai haina. god shut upppppppppp dadi.

“jeete-jee toh nahi, dadi. mere liye bhai ka sirf ek matlab tha, vansh bhai.” aw mannnnnnnnnnnn. i really hope we get more ishani/vansh-vihaan when he enters the house. i really wanna see more of their bond. he always was so soft for siya, but it’s so obvious that ishani loves him beyond belief. what a shame to not show us more of that.

“respect earn kii jaati hai, zabardasti lee nahi jaati.” DAMN RIGHT SIS. YOU TELL EMMMMMMMMMMMMM.

ab iss angle mein atke issko yeh kaun samjhaaye???

you know that realllllllllly dumbass cringeworthy song called psycho saiyyaan? they should remake it for this show and call it “aaya mora BHAIYYA psycho!!!”

so apt!

dadi apologizing some more for ishani and giving kabir khulaaaaaaaa rein to handle business. riddhima not happy about this and decides kuchhhhh toh karna hogaaaaaa.

she finally remembers of angre’s existence and that he is the only one who’ll really help her.

ISS GHAR KE SAARE MARD EK SE BADHKAR EK PAAGAL HAIN.

riddhima saying the saaaaaaame thing.

angre se bro ka judaai sahaa nahi jaa raha. brotp ho toh aisa.not that vansh articularly deserves this much love and loyalty, seeing the way he treated angre, but angre’s saying he was my boss, bhai, dost, everythingggggg to meeeee. awwww.

BUT ALSO THIS FUCKER FULLLLLY DOING THIS DRAMA HAVING HELPED VANSH SURVIVE AND CHANGE IDENTITIES, LIKH KE LELO MERE SE.

ishani coming in and is like at least he’s grieving bhai’s death. you toh let some other fucker into the house on bhai’s terhvi itself.

“sab apni life mein aage badh gaye hain. aise behave karr rahe hain jaise kuch hua hi nahi hai! kisi ko koi parvaah hi nahi hai ki vansh bhai humaare beech nahi hain.” aw mannn, i honestly love her the mosttttttttttttttt.

she’s like angre’s trying to take his pain out, usse toh chain paane do.

riddhima got a message from chaiwaala (no, not the one at 7, race course road) and bounces.

meanwhile angre is telling ishani to give the belt back and stop pretending she gives a fuck about him. she’s like i don’t, but i know you loved bhai as much as i do. so i won’t let you do this to yourself.

she’s like if you really want to honour him and give him peace, then we need to make a plan so that the fucker who’s ghusofied into his house can’t take his place. OMG YOU GUYS THEY’RE TEAMING UPPPPPPP?!?!?!??!!?  A GENTLE BREAKTHROUGH!!!!!!!! HONESTLY, VANSH’S DEATH HAS BROUGHT NOTHING BUT GOOD THINGS TO THIS SHOW.

cutiepie is waiting for wifey to show up. has some stupidass tech dialogue to maarofy about it but the less said about that, the better.

“message padha bhi nahi??? kaise pata karoon????” lmao itna bada hacker hai, and he’s at the mercy of whatsapp ka blue tick feature like the rest of us. 

not to worry boo. she’s on her waaaaaay.

WHY THE FUCK DOES HE STILLLLLLLL HAVE ALL THE PICS OF THE FAM LYING OUT IF HE KNOWS SHE’S GONNA SHOW UP?!?!!?!?!?!

“intezaar bhi tab tak cute lagta hai jab tak frustrate na kar de; miss..... pretty raisinghania!” dude, whether he’s vansh or not, he’s simping so hard for her. i fucking love it.

oh shit she walks in as he’s heartttttteyeing over her piccccccc.

oh nope. he’s the flash flying jatt. already disappeared behind his desk.

yeah girl. i know. I KNOW!!!!!!!

#ishq mein marjawan 2 #immj2 #immj2 lbs #episode liveblogs

[oh-munda-kukkad-kamaal-da]

Today was a good day. Talked to Prachi after 2 days. Talked to Heba after so many days. Talked to Shivi after a month and two more of my old friends. Idk sab achanak same day kaise text krdiye

[amliyatduniya]

Sabse pahle hum apko jinn ke bare me jaankari denge, ki jinn kya hote hai? Yeh dikhne me kaise hote hai? Kyoki bahut saare logo hume jinn ke bare me puchte hai. Jinn ko pane ki tamana har kisi vaykti ki hoti hai. Jinn ka amal karne ke liye dil bahut majboot hona chahiye. Kamzor dil wale jinn ka amal na kare to hi behtar hai. Kyoki jab aap jinn ka amal ek din ka karege tab jinn achanak se apke samane aayega.

सबसे पहले हम आपको जीन के बारे में जानकारी देंगे, की जीन क्या होते है? यह दिखने में कैसे होते है? क्योंकि बहुत सारे लोगो हुमे जीन के बारे में पूछते है. जीन को पाने की तमना हर किसी व्यक्ति की होती है. जीन का अमल करने के लिए दिल बहुत मजबूत होना चाहिए. कमज़ोर दिल वाले जीन का अमल न करे तो ही बेहतर है. क्योंकि जब आप जीन का अमल एक दिन का करेगे तब जीन अचानक से आपके सामने आएगा.

#Jinn Ka Amal Ek Din Ka #jinn ka amal #jinnat ka amal #जीन का अमल एक दिन का #jinn ka amal ek din wala #ek din wala jinn ka amal #Jinnat ka amal ek din ka

[abr-e-bahaar]

aise kaise achanak se koi ajnabi ban jata hai, aur pyaar nafrat mein badal jata hai?

#desiblr

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FEAR Part 01 She grumbled under her breath, cursing the moment in which she had proposed the idea of a honeymoon trip for her newly-wedded sister. Had she known she would be forced to hop on the bandwagon, she would have never opened her mouth. But here she was, in a fancy car with her husband, driving to their honeymoon destination. And the worst part was that her husband was least interested in spending time with her, and instead had scheduled a business meeting there. The silence in the car was overbearing for her. She could hardly keep herself from yelling out at the awkwardness enveloping the atmosphere. Knowing that he would chew her out if she even attempted to turn on the radio, she leaned forward and questioned, “Aap please kuch bolenge Rakshit sir?” “Kyun, tumse khamoshi bardaasht nahi hoti?”, he threw back at her, his eyes unwavering from the road ahead. Grimacing at his remark, she turned her head away and stared out of the window, gazing intently at the passing trees. Drishti had realized long ago that arguing with him will lead her nowhere, it never did, so she chose to remain quiet. Hearing no response from her, Rakshit glanced at her in wonder. “Kya hua? Meri baat ka jawaab nahi dogi Mrs. Shergill?” Yet again, he was answered with silence, something that almost never happened. And so he decided to try again, “Tum kuch bologi bhi? Main tumse baat kar raha hoon.” “Kyun, ab aapse khamoshi bardaasht nahi ho rahi?”, she retorted instantly. Now he was tongue-tied, unable to answer her with a witty comment. He had to admit, she got him good with that one. It was hard to make him speechless, but she seemed to do it effortlessly. However, being the egoistic man he was, he pretended that he didn’t hear her taunt and concentrated on reaching the resort safely. Drishti - 1 || Rakshit - 0 The destination being around 3 hours away and Drishti being bored to death, she reminisced the reason why she landed up in this situation. She had realized that Divya and Shikhar needed time and space to accept each other, and therefore, she had suggested they go on a honeymoon trip. After the initial hesitation, the couple had agreed to the plans. After all, it gave them a good opportunity to get to know one another. But the matters worsened when Lavanya insisted that even she would love to go on her honeymoon, with Sunny or Rakshit, she wasn’t sure. And if that was not all, Ojaswini, the chatterbox chachi, had volunteered the eldest Shergill couple and her own denials were drowned out by the shouts of approval of the excited Shergill family. Her only two hopes, Rakshit and Mahima whom she was sure would object, had suddenly turned the tables and Mrs. Drishti Rakshit Shergill’s opinion was overruled unanimously. These were the times that made her question if even a four-leaved clover could fix her constant bad luck. However, that was not the end of her plight. The decided vacation spot for the eldest Shergill couple was Maldives, a place she has been wanting to explore since she was a child. Just when she thought that maybe the idea wasn’t as bad as she originally assumed it to be, she was proven wrong yet again. According to the family, they were currently in the designated location but the truth was far from it. Rakshit had lied to his family, keeping them under the superstition that they were enjoying their holidays, while they were heading to Ooty for a business deal. Sometimes she thinks that she had given him a suitable name; be-dil Shergill. The jerking of the car broke her chain of thoughts. She looked up, startled, and realized that the car was parked in front of the resort building and he was standing by her door, waiting for her to get out. Gathering her composure, she unbuckled her seatbelt, walked out of the vehicle, and together the Shergill couple went to the reception. Suddenly, Rakshit’s phone rang and he excused himself, ordering her to get the keys for their suite. All she could do was gawk at his retreating back. Mentally cursing him and his business associates, Drishti did as instructed and approached the lanky old man seated behind the desk. Although hesitant, she could feel the exhaustion from the long ride. “Hi. Humne yahan ek room book kiya tha, Mr. and Mrs. Shergill ke-”, she couldn’t even complete her sentence before the old man interrupted very rudely. “Tumhe yahan nahi aana chahiye tha.”, his croaky voice sent a shiver down her spine. His statement perplexed her. She could almost hear an underlying warning in his words. “Kya matlab?”, she questioned him in genuine curiosity. He laughed a high-pitched cackle, creeping her out even more. His eyes glinted in satisfaction as he continued, “Ab wo tumhe nahi chhodegi. Aaj uska shikaar tum aur tumhara pati banega. Galti kardi tumne yahan aake. Chandni tum dono ko maar daalegi.” She had to know more, thanks to her nosy nature. And this old man certainly knew how to leave cliffhangers in the middle of a threat. Unsure of whether to be amused or scared, she leaned on the desk, “Kaun Chandni? Aap saaf-saaf bolenge ki aap kehna kya chahte hain?” “Sunna chahti ho?”, seeing her nod her head in impatience, he continued, “Toh suno. Kayi saal pehle iss jagah pe ek gaav hota tha; Chandnagar. Bohot hasta khelta, khushali se susajit tha Chandnagar. Sab ek parivaar ki tarah rehte the. Kaha jaata tha ki iss gaav pe Shiv ka aashirwaad hai, isiliye koi bhi samasya iss tak pohonch nahi sakti thi. Ussi gaav mein ek ladki thi, Chandni. Apne maa-baap, apne ghar, apne gaav se bohot pyaar karti thi. Sab kuch achha chal raha tha. Lekin…” “Lekin kya?”, she had to refrain herself from yelling. Does he think leaving cliffhangers is funny? Because I’m not finding this amusing, she thought. He turned his back to her, his eyes trained on the portrait of a beautiful woman who didn’t look a day older than 20 years. “Lekin ek din kuch be-imaan iraadon ki nazar Chandnagar par padh gayi. Ameer ghar ke bigde hue shehzaade keh sakte hain unhe. Gaav ki jagah ek mehel banana chahte the. Par gaav waale kaise apni duniya ko chhodte? Unn raees ladkon ke bohot dhamkaane par aur kuch masoom zindagiyon ko chheen ne ke baad, gaav waale sehem gaye the. Aur unhone gaav chhodne ka faisla kar liya. Sab gaav chhodke chale gaye. Bachi toh sirf Chandni. Use apne gaav ko chhod ke jaana gawara nahi tha. Unn raees ladkon ne Chandni ko dhamkaya, daraya lekin wo nahi maani. Achanak ek din gaav mein lag gayi aur poora gaav jalkar raakh ho gaya. Par Chandni uss aag se ek raat pehle hi gayab ho gayi thi. Kisi ko pata nahi chala ki Chandni kahan gayi aur uske saath kya hua. Aur uss jale gaav ki jagah yeh resort ban gaya.”, the old man finished. Drishti, who was listening to the story with rapt attention, couldn’t stop herself from believing every word of his. The mystery of Chandni’s disappearance intrigued her. And she seemed to have momentarily forgotten the old man’s initial warning to her. However, her joy was short-lived because the man began speaking once again, his voice adopting the usual creepy tone. “Kaha jaata hai ki Chandni ki aatma aaj bhi iss resort mein ghoomti hai. Kayi logon ne use dekha hai aur jitne bhi log iss resort mein ruke, unn sab Chandni ka shikaar ban gaye. Lekin kabhi yeh baat bahar nahi aayi. Kyunki unn sab ki maut iss resort se jaane ke 1 week ke andar ho gayi thi. Aur ab baari tumhari hai. Chandni ka 300th shikaar.”, and he began laughing maniacally. If the story was terrifying enough, his croaky laugh most certainly was. She snatched the keys dangling from his lanky fingers and turned her back to him. Unable to decide whether he is crazy or not, she almost didn’t notice the sound of his cackle stop abruptly, almost. Stunned with the sudden change, she spun on her heels and realized that the old man was no longer standing behind the desk. In fact, he was nowhere to be found. The environment conveniently set the horror mood. The chandelier dangled from the ceiling, staring mockingly at her. From the dark shadows of trees against the window to the flickering lights, from the howling wind to the creaking of the doors, from the eerie silence to the terrifying tone of his voice, everything worked in the favour of the story. And for the first time, Drishti believed that ghosts existed. Beads of sweat marred her forehead as several scenarios of the unearthly entity draining her dry flashed in her mind. She was completely engrossed in her thoughts that she didn’t even realize someone walk up to her. A hand touched her shoulder, scaring her out of her wits, and she screamed. Whipping around to face what she expected to be the ghost, her petrified eyes met Rakshit’s puzzled ones. “Tumne kya finally apna maansik santulan kho diya hai?”, he asked her in such a manner that she would have thought he was being genuine if she wasn’t aware of his true self. Unaware of her actions, Drishti tightly embraced Rakshit, her shivering hands desperately clutching on the warm body of her husband. The recent events seemed to have taken a toll on her and all she craved for was a little comfort, a tiny feeling of familiarity and him. Worried for her strange behaviour, he pushed her away gently and cupped her face between his large hands. It was then that he felt the sweat on her face and his concern escalated. “What’s wrong Mrs. Shergill?”, the gentle tone melted her heart. But then she remembered why she was shivering in the first place. “We shouldn’t have come here Mr. Shergill. Yeh jagah bhooton ka ghar hai.”, she stuttered out as her shaking intensified. He stared at her as if she had grown a second head. “What?!”, he yelled in disbelief. “Kya bakwaas kar rahi ho tum?” “I’m not lying Rakshit sir. Abhi abhi yahan ke receptionist ne mujhe bataya ki yahan ek bhoot hai jo iss resort ke guests ki jaan le leti hai. Aur ab wo hume bhi maar daalegi. I don’t want to die.”, she cried out in helplessness and narrated the entire story to him. He listened to the useless story with a bored expression on his face. It was a little shocking for him to see that she was a believer of such stupid ghost stories, but then again, she was supposed to be unpredictable. She’s scared of spirits but in my presence she turns into Jhansi ki rani. Am I not intimidating enough for her? Great!, he thought almost angrily. Having something else affect her more than him, irritated the life out of him. “Aisi bachkani kahaaniyon se bacche darte hain Mrs. Shergill. Don’t you think you’re a little too old for that?”, he mocked her blatantly. And it was safe to say that she was tongue-tied. Drishti - 1 || Rakshit - 1 In that instant, all other rational thoughts flew out of her head and she turned her hot glaring eyes in his direction. If looks could kill, Rakshit would have been turned into ash. She momentarily forgot about the reason for her fear, the warnings that were previously circulating in her mind. Her lips pulled into a smirk and she asked, “Toh aapko kisi cheez se darr nahi lagta Mr. Shergill?” “No Mrs. Shergill. I have no room of fear in my life.”, he commented arrogantly. She raised an eyebrow as if saying ‘are-you-kidding’ through her looks. He grinned, bending his head closer to hers and whispered in a challenging tone, “Chaho toh aazmalo!” They stared at each other, a mischievous glint in his eyes and a stupid smile on her lips. Her hands wound around his neck and she pulled him closer. He knew he was playing with fire, but that merely excited him. Lips inches away and breaths mingling, she simply responded with three words. “Oh, it’s on!” Aquabutterfly Part 02 The couple grabbed their luggage and moved to their room, exhausted from the long journey. The entire resort was beautifully decorated, flower petals gracing the path and chandeliers adorning the ceiling as they walked through the hall. Drishti was entranced by the enchanting scene her eyes were witnessing that she didn’t realize when her feet ceased in front of the double doors. The door creaked open, and light filled the massive room. To say she was awed by the interior would be an understatement. Hailing from a middle-class family, the fanciest place she has visited was a holiday home. And this resort appeared to be heaven for her. Well, this resort is nothing less than Maldives, she praised the place mentally. Rakshit, noticing the change in her expressions, smiled ever-so-slightly before shaking his head at her immaturity. He wondered why he was still surprised by her fascination of smallest things. But then he remembered that he was meant to be the rude boss turned husband and wiped his face clean of all emotions. She was meant to be unpredictable, but it didn’t mean he was supposed to be not. “If you want to sleep in the doorway, I have no problem. Lekin kya mujhe bhi hall mein sulane ka iraada hai?”, his voice was laced with mirth, betraying the emotionless mask he was wearing. Her eyes snapped to his and narrowed. She could easily detect the mock behind his words and it flared her temper. He was making fun of her, something she didn’t appreciate in the slightest. She had never backed down from an argument and she certainly wasn’t going to now. Gliding gracefully to the center of the room, she turned to look at him with mischievous eyes. “Idea bura nahi hai Mr. Shergill. Waise bhi iss kamre mein ek hi bed hai aur main apne ghar mein couch pe sote-sote thak gayi hoon. It’s time for you to try the new cushions.”, she winked at him and settled in the middle of the bed. She refused to let him win this one. Amused by her reply, he didn’t bother answering her verbally. Instead, he slowly advanced towards the bed, eyes unwavering from her still figure. He resembled a lion, preparing to attack his prey, who happened to be his wife. The intensity of his gaze sent a shiver down her spine, waiting with bated breath for his next move. She could almost read his intention, almost. And he certainly didn’t disappoint her as his arms wound around her back, gently lifting her before placing her body on the other side of the mattress . She could only manage to stare at him in shock while he grabbed a comfortable position beside her. “Yeh a-aap kya k-kar rahe hain Rakshit sir? Aap yahan nahi so sakte.”, she ended up stuttering out. He merely spared a glance in her direction before smiling. “Kyun nahi so sakta? Yeh bed bahut bada hai and you, Mrs. Shergill, are tiny and incapable of covering the entire area. Maine decide kar liya hai ki main toh yahin sounga. Lekin tumhara couch tumhari rah dekh raha hai. You’re more than welcome to embrace them.”, he said tauntingly. His words...those words...reminded her of the night they had first shared the closed quarters after their marriage. He had told her something similar and like a naive woman, she heeded to his command and made the couch her permanent sleeping spot. But, she was no longer the same obedient wife she once was. If he thinks he can kick me out of these warm sheets, he’s got another thing coming at him, she mused in her mind. So, she did what she was naturally best at; argue. “Nahi Mr. Shergill. Main kyun bed se uthkar wahan jaaun? I’m going to sleep here. Good night!”, saying so she quickly turned her back to him and closed her eyes. She was too exhausted to hear his reply and wanted nothing more than to rest. The last thing she heard was his muffled laugh as she drifted off into a dreamless sleep. She paced the length of the grand hall, cursing her husband for confining her to the fancy resort until he returned from his meeting. She had expected him to desert her once they had reached their destination, but she hadn’t thought he would follow through with it religiously. If only she could have kept her mouth shut when her brain had spewed this stupid idea. Sometimes she wondered why she obeyed his commands. But then her heart would produce a million reasons, disappointing her further. Suddenly, a thought struck her and her lips curved up. He said I can’t step out of the resort. But he never said anything about not exploring the area, she chuckled and began her journey. However, she failed to realize that his order will prove to have been more suitable for her. As she took several turns and passed various corridors, her feet ceased in front of mahogany double-doors. In her trance of successfully beating Rakshit in his own game of wordplay, she didn’t notice that she was walking deeper into the maze and had completely lost her old tracks. She couldn’t even trace back her steps. In short, she was lost in the haunted resort; it was not the best of situations, she admitted. The encompassing darkness felt as if it was closing in, suffocating her. The old doors had no locks or chain. Curiosity enveloped her and her hands involuntarily twisted and pushed the doorknob. The doors creaked open, paving way for an abyss of oblivion. The phrase ‘curiosity killed the cat’ had evaded her mind and she, hypnotically, floated towards the giant portrait of Chandni. Despite the lack of any light source, she could see the facial features of the painting. Chandni was indeed a beautiful woman and the mystery surrounding the woman intrigued her. Lifting her hand, she brushed it against the frame. Almost instantly, her third-eye appeared and flashes of the past crossed her mind. A girl was screaming, crying, scuffling with a group of men. “Chhodiye hume.”, she was pleading. Deep laughter rung out through the empty hut and the sound of a slap followed. A man’s voice sounded, “Baandh do ise. Aaj yeh khel khatam karne ka samay aa gaya hai.” The entire village was in flames and the charred body of a woman was lying limp under a burning block of wood. The group of men was standing at the far end of the forest, simply watching the scenario and guffawing menacingly. One of them was grasping a torch while another was holding a container. “Tum sab ko apne kiye ki saza zaroor milegi. Hum tum mein se kisi ko nahi chhodenge.” Drishti’s eyes flew open and she gasped breathlessly. Her mind was hazy. The horrendous crime had shaken her to the core. She couldn’t forget the helpless scream of the woman, nor could she unsee the horrifying condition of the body. Bewildered, she wondered what in the hell she had just foreseen. No, this was not a premonition. It was an event that had occurred in the past. But who was the girl?, she pondered in confusion. However, what surprised her more was the fact that her powers had initiated her to witness a brutal tragedy that had already taken place. One thing was crystal clear. She saw someone’s goddam past! Wasn’t she only supposed to foresee the future in order to alter it? It was a question she had no answer to, but a question that she wanted to solve. She glanced at the portrait, hoping that it would give her more hints about the same. “Chandni ne aakhir apni nazar tumhare upar daal hi di.”, a familiar croaky voice called from behind her. Startled, she shrieked in fear and spun on her heels. Her brown eyes met a pair of reds that belonged to the old man from the reception. Dread crawled in her heart when the man twisted into a sinister smirk. She opened her mouth but words refused to form on her lips. Suddenly, she felt long, bony fingers holding her feet and she screamed, sound dying in her throat yet again. Petrified, she bent her head but emptiness answered her. Sighing in relief, she shifted her focus back to the old man, who had vanished into thin air. Eyes widened in horror, she scanned the room but couldn’t identify a single trace of the man. Now, she was terrified. Something was amiss about the entire building, something grave had happened here, and she regretted her decision of leaving the four walls of her assigned room. Cold air fanned her earlobe as a voice whispered emotionlessly in her ear, “Hum tumhe nahi chhodenge.” Drishti didn’t possess the courage to turn so she chose the most logical option. Without another thought, she fled from the room, the only thing on her mind was reaching the secure embrace of her husband. Just as she turned the corner, she could have sworn she heard a soft laughter as the doors of the room slammed shut. The empty bedroom indicated that Rakshit has still not returned from his business meeting, but he probably was due in a couple of minutes. It gave her enough time to compose her emotions before he showered her with taunts. She hid behind the door, not having forgotten about the bet they had just the day before. It served the purpose of a good distraction from the recent events. The doors opened and she jumped out from her hiding position, yelling, “Boo!” Expecting a hilarious reaction from him, she waited in anticipation to hear him scream bloody murder. But nothing as such happened. He was staring at her with a bored expression, eyes twinkling in humour at her desperate attempts of proving that he too felt fear. He wanted to laugh, and laugh he did. "Tumhara screw finally dheela ho gaya hai kya? Kids use these tricks to scare each other, Mrs. Shergill. And trust me, we are not kids.", he joked and left towards the washroom. He paused, "Try harder next time, will you?", before opening the door and disappearing. Drishti - 1 || Rakshit - 2 She eyed his back in wonder, annoyed by the lack of surprise on his face. He wasn't an easy nut to crack, she'll admit. But she wasn't going to accept defeat just yet. Scaring him was a matter of pride for her. A plan formulated in her mind and she grinned. Oh you're so going down Mr. Shergill, she mentally chuckled, patting her own back in appreciation. The night fell and the couple decided to retire for the day. The chiming of the clock and the whistling of the wind created an eerie atmosphere as the time passed. He was lying on his back, eyes closed and breaths even as sleep welcomed him with open arms. However, a shrill scream of terror broke through his semi-conscious state. He sat up in the bed, wondering if the sound was just a fragment of his imagination, a product of the stories his wife has been feeding him. But as he turned to face his wife, who should have been sleeping beside him, his eyes widened in horror when he found her missing. "Mrs. Shergill?", he called hoping she would respond back, erasing his irrational thoughts. But only silence answered. The drumming of his heart echoed in his ears and he quickly got off the bed, desperately trying to find the whereabouts of Drishti but to no avail. His clammy hands rubbed against each other as the seconds rolled by. Another scream sounded, this time from just outside the closed doors of the room. His heart stopped beating for a second and he yelled, "Drishti!"

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