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Naya Safar✨

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𝕾𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖈𝖑𝖆𝖘𝖍, 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖓𝖊𝖈𝖙, 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖍 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖘 𝖎𝖙𝖘 𝖜𝖆𝖞𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊. ''Excuse me !! , Is this the way to talk to someone , don't you have any manners ?'' He yelled at her with frustration and disappointment "Excuse me Mr. Aap hote kon h mujhe manners ka Gyan Dene Wale , And by the way here you are also at fault, So don't try to be oversmart with me ,'' She firmly told him and left from there while murmuring..... Aaye bade mujhe fizool ka Gyan Dene Wale gyaani baba !! **************************************** ''Hey bhagwan aaj pta chal hi Gaya duniya gol h yeh kaha se hmare training commander nikle ab kya hoga agr unhe kuch yaad aagya toh ...... Tu toh gayi shivi beta," She exclaimed while thinking about her fate . *************************************** She is lost in her thinking while continuously glaring at him ''Papa ko bhi Puri duniya m yahi namuna Mila tha shadi k rishte k liye,''she said this in her thinking Naa baba na yeh anarth nhi hone dungi m , chaahe sir Kalam kyo na jaye mera , meri kurbaani yaad rkhi jaayegi itihaas k panno m heh hehe ...... **************************************** But No one knows what's written in their fate ..... Except your Ikaa yr obviously 💁♀️ ( If you also want to know then continue the story guys , what are you waiting for ...)
𝑲𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒋𝒐𝒉 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒂𝒚𝒆 𝒌𝒂𝒎 𝑲𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒋𝒐𝒉 𝒂𝒂𝒌𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒏𝒂𝒎 𝑲𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒐𝒉 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒋𝒐 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒌𝒂𝒉 𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝑯𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆-𝑯𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒓 𝒋𝒂𝒂𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒖𝒎 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬; 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬, 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬. "They don't trust easily," she murmured, watching both of them. He glanced at her briefly, his voice quiet. "Neither do I." It wasn't a moment, not really. Just a fleeting exchange between two people who understood silence better than words. But later, much later, she would realize-that was the first time she saw him. And the first time he saw her. Rithvik Mehta was once a brilliant veterinary doctor - until the weight of one irreversible mistake shattered his belief in himself. Haunted by a past he refuses to confront, he walked away from the profession he once loved, choosing isolation over the pain of facing his failures. Sanvi Verma carries her own wounds, tucked away beneath quiet smiles and unspoken words. The only constant in her life is the little dog that once belonged to the love she lost - a pet that,like her stopped trusting strangers , stopped chasing joy. When fate brings Sanvi and Rithvik together at an old animal shelter,neither of them is looking for love.
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