All Chapters of From Jannat To Jahannum : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

12 Chapters

PROLOGUE

"Are you sleepy?" I hear him say on the phone. I roll my eyes and almost forget that Ayaan can't see me through the phone. I could stay up the whole night talking to him but of course I am not going to admit that and boost his ego up. Ayaan is probably the reason I've been having these cute little Gucci bags underneath my eyes. All those nights of spending talking with him because he is an owl and he has nothing better to do like sleeping, he sits and uses all his time in making me lose my sleep. But I love every moment spent listening to his frog-croaking- kidding, he actually has a beautiful voice. Of course, I ain't telling him that because I have said it so many times in the past already, he might not need to hear that for a few years more. Since I'm

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Humari Adhoori Kahani

"They're going to break up." I say with a smug grin, trying my best to focus on Sameeksha's frustrated face. Frustration looks so good on her face, really. About time she's paying back for making fun of my past relationships. I don't want to be someone who enjoys someone else's sadness but I love revenge, it's just as tasty as the Samosas I am eating right now.Sitara grins at Mitra. "Fifty for each of us if they break up, I bet that they would.""They're just fighting, Anti-Cupids and I bet that they won't."Mitra scoffs, wiping her cheeks that are stained with ketchup. For a nineteen year old, she eats like a kid. I shake my head, placing my chin on my hands as I watch the lover's quarrel. It's going to be talk of the canteen once they leave. I roll my eyes when Rishi Singh tries his best to convince his girlfriend that she has nothing to fear about. I highly doubt that, if anything Ritika Sri

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Pehla pyaar

"Didi!" I almost fall down the couch, startled. Who dares to interrupt my cartoon marathon? No one should, they know but a younger creature called Sameer always does, a little devil who is my neighbour's son.I groan and look at him. He is here with his college bag hanging, he is holding the straps as he looked up at me with a smile. He is adorable, too adorable for a teenager. Samia, his younger sister is the total opposite. She's a rowdy, I tell you!"Didi, did you forget that today is still Friday?" He asks, tugging at my hands.I did, I groan mentally but shook my head. "How would I? I have to teach a few little devils five days a week!""But you love me, don't you?" He asks while grabbing my hand. He dragged me all the way to the terrace and I say nothing because I don't have the energy to get there. Stairs come in our way and I finally drag myself up to the t

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Hum saath saath hain

"And then she was like, 'No, Ayaan, you can't be serious about this! I love you! Please don't reject my heart!' And I felt really bad to reject her but I clearly wasn't interested in her- did I do something wrong?" Ayaan asks me after narrating about this little confession a girl from his class made.I didn't know what to reply because I'd never felt bad about rejecting guys. I reject them straight out with no mercy but then again they know that was my answer. Everyone in my college pretty much knows it. I hate leading on people because one side love hurts, apparently. I don't know how it feels to love- especially one sided but I heard that it hurts more than anything- more than a breakup. And most of the guys who confessed to me are flirts so I don't really regret rejecting them."Send me that girl's picture or Instagram, I'll tell you." I told him, opening Instagram in my phone. He was on Skype call with me and he is pouting like a ki

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Preet, Prem, Piya

My tears blur my vision. I wipe them rashly with the sleeves of my kurti. I never really cry over something.Except if that something is an onion. Desi girls would know what it's like to cut onions. Desi mothers think that once the girl is thirteen, she is fit for cutting onions and other vegetables because why not? Crying over vegetables while watching saas bahu serials is way better than crying over a boy whose home wouldn't be your sasural.I almost snort at how ridiculously true that is. And I cut my hand in that moment of lost focus. The next thing I know that I scream as I see blood oozing out of my left index finger. My good-for-nothing brother laughs at my clumsiness before reaching out for my hand. The cut isn't deep but well, I am dramatic and these cuts actually hurt more than a breakup."You're so clumsy, Radha! You can't even cut onions without hurting yourself!" Atharv's

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Aisi girl, desi girl

"Aaradhya, do you want to go out?" I stop packing my bag and look at the owner of the voice in front of me. A scowl replaced the neutral expression on my face as I took in the form of Syed Adnan smiling softly at me. This boy again. Didn't I politely reject him a week or two ago?"I already said you no-"He cuts me off with a grin. "Let's go eat Panipuri at Gokul Chat!"I almost instantly gave in at the mention of my pyaar, Panipuri. Panipuri is not a snack to desi girls, it's an emotion. We could be dying and we'd still eat Panipuri one last time and ask that bhai to make it more spicy. It's just not my case, it's the case of every girl in India. Indian girls may reject you if you offer a five-star hotel but if you say the holy name of Panipuri, she might reconsider rejecting that offer till she is completed with eating for that day. That anyway, isn't a guara

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Tera hasna, teri gaali

Satan calling..."Are you going to ignore him forever?" Sitara asks me as she removes her makeup, being done for the day.I shrug, "He needs a little ignoring from my side.""And, what about Mayur? He was saying that he was sorry since I came here this evening!" She turns to me, used cotton balls in her hand.I roll my eyes at his mention. He is someone who should be sorry. How could I just let it slide after today's events? I could forgive him for last night's drunken words but he was fully sober- morever, he betrayed me by invading my privacy!My phone stops ringing and Sitara's phone starts ringing. Her ringtone, Baby shark, makes me roll my eyes when I see the caller ID. Now that devil is blowing up her phone. "If you answer it, make sure you say that I'm busy videocalling someone!" I say as I grab my laptop."Who exactly would you be videoc

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T* pyaar hai kisi aur ka

Monday came rolling in and I thanked heavens for letting the weekend vanish into air. I am back into college hours and that means, less Mayur to face. Mitra and I are eating chilli paneer in front of Sitara's new dieting plan to tempt her into giving up."It's not going to work," She gritted her teeth, probably asking the God to cut down today's time in lunch hours. I grin, "Pay back for leaving me alone yesterday!"She scoffs and tries not to look at us as we eat making weird sounds. Sitara loves Paneer, almost as much as she loves Panipuri but she decided to diet to put down some weight even though she's thinner than me. Leave it to Sitara to call me chubby in every language possible.I offer her a bite but then glared at me before stomping her way out of the canteen. I snicker as Mitra tries not to laugh like a hyena. Mitra is one of those people whose laugh is funnier than the

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Tere bin ek din jaise sau saal hai

Exams became excuses to avoid Mayur, Anvesha, Ayaan, Adnan, Sameer, Atharv. Almost everyone. Sitara and Mitra are the only ones who I spend time with anymore. It is a late Thursday evening, I could hear the chirps of the burds returning home as the sun set decorated the sky with orange. I sat in a chair in the terrace trying to concentrate on my textbooks instead of thinking too much. Sitara sipped on her chai as Mitra's eating the biscuits. My chai went cold and the layer of malay was more than distracting. I didn't like malai at all, it spoils the mood to drink tea for me. I haven't seen anyone who actually liked that in their tea. Sighing, I turned to look at the sky which was turning darker as each minute passed by. Usually friends, sunsets and tea make the perfect evenings. But today, I am not in the mood even though Mitra who rarely came to my house is sitting beside me.

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Aashiq surrender hua

Summer's sun is shining in the morning but left burns by afternoon. And shopping in this weather isn't something I'd do but Mayur's engagement is to be done as soon as possible. Sitara didn't seem to get tired at all while I am sweating like a pig.There's so much yet to buy and my legs are barely holding me straight. I couldn't count the amount of shops we visited in a single day because Atharv wanted everything perfect for Mayur. He seemed more excited than Mayur, who's trying his best to keep up with his best friend and mine.Sitara and Atharv are similar when it came to shopping, they never get tired. On the other hand, Mayur and I aren't the same. We both sit around and let them do the shopping as they want. Mayur isn't as picky as Atharv so he just approved whatever Atharv threw on his face to try.I sat there looking around the shop. It's men's section so there isn't much that's exciting for me. It only it's accesso

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