Tara's eyes narrowed as she spotted Rishi walking toward them, a few of his friends tagging along. His usual smugness was replaced with something more unreadable.
Saumya instinctively gripped the strap of her bag tighter, her fingers curling into a fist. Tara, however, didn't even blink.
Hlo everyone, Ikaa here I hope you like my stories and support me in this journey ๐
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๐พ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ''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 ๐โ๏ธ ( If you also want to know then continue the story guys , what are you waiting for ...)
๐ฒ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฒ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ฒ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐-๐ฏ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ง ๐ข๐ง ๐ ๐ซ๐๐ง๐ ๐ ๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐ฌ; ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฒ ๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ญ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ, ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐ฌ ๐๐๐ญ๐ฐ๐๐๐ง ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ฌ, ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐๐๐ก๐จ๐๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ซ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ซ๐ฌ. "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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