"šŗššš ššššššš ššššš, šššš ššššššš, ššš šššš ššš šššš š ššš ššš šš ššš šššššš šššš." ''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 šāļø ( If you also want to know then continue the story guys , what are you waiting for ...)
Mischievous love
#2 šš ššš šššš šššššš šššš šššŖš š š¤ š š®š šØšš¢šššš©š š , šš©š£š šš ššš©š š š¾š¤š”š”ššš š¢ š£šš®š š£šš®š ššš®š šš š”ššš š š ........ He is smart. She is intelligent. He loves to scare people. She is the boldest. He tries to insult her. She knows how to talk back. "Aur yeh kaun si nayi drama queen hai?" "The girl you just spilled coffee all over."He blinked, finally noticing the giant coffee stain on her white kurti. Oops. He bit back a laugh. "Arre yaar, it's just coffee. Relax. I'm sure you've got a washing machine at home. "Haan, aur mere paas tumhe tapakane se rokne ka patience bhi hai. She said . "Careful, fresher. Tumhe shayad pata nahi main kaun hoon."He Warned her. She crossed her arms, her lips curling into a smirk. ******************* "Move." "Excuse me? Did you just-" "I said, *move*." "Oh, I'm sorry, *your highness*, but last I checked, yeh footpath tumhare naam pe nahi hai." "Footpath? Yeh mera shortcut hai. And you're standing right in the way." "Shortcut? Tumhare ego ka bhi shortcut hai kya, jo har baat pe itna inflated hai?" "Wow, full attitude, huh? Freshers aaj kal kaafi daring ho gaye hain." "Attitude nahi, confidence. Tumhare jaise logon ko samajh aane mein thoda waqt lagta hai." "Haan? Aur tumhe samajhne mein kitna time lagega ki main yahan ka-" "*King*? Oh please, get in line. Tumhare jaise 'kings' ko main roz handle karti hoon." "Handle? Tum mereko *handle* karogi?" "Haan, ek baar tu hatega, toh dekh lena kaise karte hain. But for now, you're blocking my way." "You really think you can just-" "I don't think. I *know*. Ab side ho, ya tumhari ego ke saath main tumhe bhi utha ke hata doon?" ".......Are you serious?" "Dead serious " "Tumhari akal agar thikane nhi lagayi na toh mera naam bhi................nhi š„
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