All Chapters of She: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Dark as his mind.Pure darkness.It's usual that night is dark. But unlike the other nights, there wasn't the moon, there wasn't the alluring stars. Atleast, there wasn't a single cloud.Infact, it was dark as his mind.Unlike ours, whose minds are smashed with unwanted thoughts and feelings tied together, and the knots twisting. The human mind amidst the forest and desert and dens and cages and rainfalls and dust of emotions- so hard to believe. So hard to process. But his, it just had one aim- to destroy her. Neither the forests or rainfalls, nor the deserts or dusts.In the Street 4 Navapur in Nandurbar district, Maharashtra, it was the same. Except the thin breeze that roamed about between yes and no, between light and dark, and between fear and courage. Just like her. Roaming around everywhere to find the answer of her question, the question of her life.

"It's she. It's Meher!" Sanam panicked."Duffer, aunties are far way better to tame than grandpas." Tausiq laughed, trying to know whether what she said was really the truth, or just like the pranks they made."Yeah, aunty. See." Sanam sarcastically raised her eyebrows and pointed to the long, clean and clear glass that replaced the wall in the front view, showing the insiders the main gate.There came in a white Mercedes Bens that stood in the main entrance. The driver came out and opened the back seat. The first thing Tausiq came to notice was the white high heel, and the long white fingers with a diamond ring , and then, a yound lady in white. "She's an intrepid. Like, she owns the globe." Sanam whispered. But Tausiq was busy in examining the posh lady. She was wearing a white off-shoulder crop top with white palazzo pants. The black handbag of hers remained hanging down. As the lady, Meher, walked past

Everything was so quite.It was so swift that Shekhar opened the door of her room... The trembling hands of hers covered her mouth to prevent the further whimpering. His lips again started whistling, and he inserted his hands in the pockets of his jeans. He examined the whole room of white shade. Her desire towards light, infact her hate towards dark was marking."Where are you hiding!" Shekhar Nair roared, and a hiccup fell from Meher's mouth.With a nasty smirk, Shekhar paced forward to the long wooden plywood cupboard. Suspeciously, he pulled open the almirah to check whether she hide inside."I know you are here. In this room."It was very swift that his eyes glued to the slightly moved cloth basket. Never leaving his eyes from it, Shekhar, pulled out the clothes to discover a human form inside, she. Meher's lips quivered, as his rough hands p

"Now, Mr. Muhammed Tausiq Ibn Abubacker Siddiqui, if you dare to leave me behind, I'll kill you!" Sanam continued repeating after every interval. "No. I'll leave you in between the crowd." He said, his eyes fixed in the traffic light, and his fingers drumming the steering. He was driving Volkswagen latest version, which belonged to Dawood. After driving his old Swift Dezire for years, driving someone's new car raised his adrenaline. "I know you won't." Sanam tried to laugh. "Whatever." Tausiq pressed the accelerator when the traffic light turned green. Sanam inhaled deeply and affixed her gaze outside the window. And Tausiq managed to give a glance to her every time. She was busy in admiring Mumbai city, and he was busy in admiring Sanam.He examined how her eyes brighten, her muscles contract, and her lips twitch. Her big eyes moved and looked at the rear view mirror. He found that her

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