Tears trickled down Ms cheeks.
Shrishti ld without raising her eyes, Shanti!
Madam, essence always was quite shorter. Keeping album back in the locker, she replied, Welcome them and give them seats. Seriously. I will die on day when the God needs away that too. Shrishti Bhatt. Being a servant, these words don’t suit me but so that’s not the way to deal with existence bitterness. I am coming. Known the main memories left in her hands, how way ever she tried to resist but often stopped on the album same photograph. Be practical in lifetime. Known the maid entered inside room with the evening breakfast and noticed her face engrossed with quite similar emotions. However, you see that my present is in my past. So here’s a question. What amount years will you give to that past?
Please leave me alone. Going door out, Shanti turned back all of a sudden, Oh, To be honest I forgot madam. Her past perturbed everyone. Then once again, in response to the question in negative, she left the reporters confused at her astonished face and went upwards staggering as if struck by any loss liked one. Interviewers wanted spice for their magazines but her dignity stopped everyone to prick he shadowed identity. Madam, Therefore in case you don’t mind, may we find out if you see anyone called Chhitiz Bharadwaz? I’m sure you heard about this. Shrishti remained stunned at this sound word which she herself hadn’t ever dared to repeat after that incident. Shrishti Bhatt, Allahabad S. Interview with reporters had proven to be an essential element of Ms existence. While stepping down her stairs massive mansion waving her hands to the reporters who had come from Times of India and ok her seat, shrishti charming, Bhatt or even a nice junior woman of 32.
Going straight into her dressing room, Shrishti stood before the long mirror which she hadn’t faced for last fourteen years.
Quite similar garden where they used to meet Shrishti was as usual waiting for Chhitiz.
Her maid, one person on earth who saw her truth essence ok her to similar sofa where Shrishti could search for serenity. He was in this world but still unknown to Shrishti. Name echoing in her mind forced her to scream if she could throw it out of herself. Shrishti didn’t even seem to listen to his words and said hurriedly, Oh no! Rather self-assured! Definitely, you seem so funny when you try to get self-assured.
They liked one another to this type of an extent that people felt jealous but still in their core hearts felt forced to think if such love was practically manageable.
He was Chhitiz, her essence well like her soul for whom she had sacrificed all her happiness.
I didn`t intend to tell you, Sir Hardy was calling you. Chhitiz looked at her and said in a confident tone, Dear! Shrishti had cleared her preliminary exam for civil maintenance and final past day year exam had passed. Try to get an idea of, it is regarding all of us. Chhitiz! Shrishti and Chhitiz were best mates. Therefore an unmarried woman dressed in a white sari without any kind of ornamentation. Essentially, go and meet him and hereupon we will relish this seriousness together. Chhitiz! You have been once again late and what’s in this diary, said Shrishti snatching the diary from him. How changed she was! It’s awrite see this. Now pay attention please. Basically the earth slipped away from her feet and sky seemed to fall apart. I have brought a lovely sari for her. Furthermore, saying this, the old enough lady started sobbing profusely. Holding tears in his eyes, he went outside. You should get it into account. His mother understood who she was and embraced her. Chhitiz ok all gifts in one hand and holding her hand with ok her inside, without uttering a single word. Meet my mother and see her condition. Doing best in order to hide her very true emotions, she asked inquiringly, Where is probably Hrishita? Pointing wards a lady lying on a bed, he said angrily, Shrishti! Now look. 9 minutes passed standing outside staring at ourselves when Shrishti reminded him to go with the courtesy and call her inside in a kidding manner. Thus, where are our own children? Very true love betwixt Shrishti and Chhitiz was proved. She couldn’t stop her tears and wiping her face said, Dear, that card was printed before we was even ware of your own relationship. By the way, the door opened and person standing in front of her was Mr.