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A very very HAPPY NEW YEAR to everyone!!!

Before this year ends me reserving this post for my update!! He he!!!




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Hi friends!!!
Me know that you all are ready to fry me and hurl all jootas and chap pals for not updating my FFs since ages but me really helpless friends�. Firstly am hanging between my professional life, studies and personal problems�.. We recently had a family emergency and are now trying to bring everything to normal�. Though it will take some months and me seriously not getting enough time nor peace of my mind to sit and update… Though me trying to write a few lines now and then to conjure up an update… One of the updates is almost ready since ages but I need to brush it up before updating!! Hoping you guys would support me and wait… Am really very sorry to keep you waiting!!!!Cry

My shona aka Mel420 aka ~angelkishona~ is not well�.( me angry she didn’t even tell me�.sob sob!!!) So only for her me posting this SS me wrote a few months back�.. A little on the funny side but hoping you all will love it�.

Now enough of my bakwaas�.. LOLHere it goes�.

When the HELLS fall on HEAVEN!!!



Life had been extremely harsh on Maan. The poor guy had gone on an office trip for a week and had just received the news that his lovely fiance died in an accident. He was completely devastated and felt crestfallen. He loved her with all his life and couldn’t bear the harsh reality. He gave up on the temptation to join his lover and slit his wrist with the knife lying nearby in the fruit basket, missing the phone call of his fiance who was calling up to tell him that she was alright, by minutes.


Beautiful rainbow amidst lush greenery and breathtaking landscaping greeted his view after a few hours and he at once knew that he had reached his destination. He was escorted by some men, who looked like bouncers, to Mr. Chitragupta who used to assign heaven or hell to a person based on his or her deeds.


“Mr. Maan Singh Khurana.” One of the secretaries of Mr. Chitragupta called out aloud.


“Yes, that’s me.” Maan announced proudly and came in front.


He was escorted to a cute looking man with a heavy Santa Claus style beard balancing a large notebook on his protruding tummy and barely managing the glasses that kept on falling off his nose.


“So, Mr. Maan, before I calculate your sins and good deeds, let me ask your opinion, what would you prefer heaven or hell? Though I know the obvious answer but I still give fair chance to everyone.” Mr. Chitragupta spoke up loudly, for a man with his physique; he certainly had a loud voice.


“Sir, I don’t care whether its heaven or hell but I would be grateful to you if you could put me in the place where my love, my Geet is.”


Everyone present there was surprised with Maan’s answer.


“Oh! So you have committed suicide to join your lover? Interesting. But I am really sorry to inform you that your sacrifice has gone waste as your love, your fiance, Miss Geet, is very much alive and breathing on earth!!” Mr. Chitragupta informed him.


“WHAT? It’s not possible, there must be some mistake, please check your records once again.” Maan pleaded dreading what will he do if this piece of information turns out to be true.


“Its true Mr. Maan. Now we would be shifting you to” Mr. Chitragupta tried to announce but was interrupted by the man whom he pitied mentally.


“NO. NO. NO. If my Geet is down there, send me back too. RIGHT NOW!” Maan spoke up angrily.


“Well I guess nothing much can be done in this matter so if you could please co-operate we�”


Once again Mr. Chitragupta was disturbed but this time by one of his announcers, who came running to him, panting heavily.


“Sir. Sir. I am sorry to interrupt like this but we have another person here and she demands to see you immediately. When we requested her to wait, she shouted so loudly that all the glasses of the waiting house have shattered. As if that was not enough, she pulled out the receptionist’s hair so badly that she has got bald patches so I had to bring her here before she did any more damage.”


“What??? Which girl has this audacity???? Bring her here immediately” Mr. Chitragupta ordered!!!


Maan too was getting confused but then he felt the familiar gust of wind, those violins playing in background… The sweet smell of roses…But how is that possible???? Geet was… And when he looked in that direction, he was rendered shocked!!!


There stood a very livid… None other than his Sherni… GEET!!!!


�.To be continued!!!


So buddies!! How was it????

Me hoping you all liked it!!!Embarrassed

Mel, Shona!! Hoping now you are happy that me started writing once again!!!Embarrassed Pweez get well soon!!!

Will try to update this one super soon!! EmbarrassedThough am sure my intelligent friends already know what is going to happen now!! He he!!!LOL

Please do leave your comments and let me know how it was!!!Embarrassed

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Aaiynaa New Part

Hi friends!

First of all am sorry for not updating since ages!! Trying to come back to the flow!! Secondly one clarification- Maan, Dev, Armaan and Ved are siblings…. Real or cousin that you have to wait and watch!!! 😉

I would be updating this post with the new part in late evening!! Its almost ready!! Hopefully by 10 PM IST it would be completely ready!! Update would be only here and not on India Forum as the site is giving me some problems!!

Love you all!!! And Sorry once again!!!


EDIT~ On 22 August 2013

Guys am sorry, couldn’t type the update further due to some family emergency, am trying to brush it up… Hopefully the update will be up super soon!!

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The recent Delhi Gang rape case has left a deep impact on my mind! As a girl, it’s something that I can’t overlook; something that has really shook me! Though I know I cant even feel an iota of the pain the girl and her family must be going through but this is something what are my feelings as that girl! I only pray to almighty that the girl gets strength to overcome this and it’s high time the authorities take a concrete step! God bless that girl and hundreds of other girls who too have been subjected to this misery but couldn’t voice it out due to the fear of humiliation!


Black! The only colour that now defines my life! I can still feel the pitch darkness that is slowly but steadily enveloping my whole life. The day that marked my doom now seems a distant memory to everyone but what everyone tends to forget is that every injury leaves a scar as a reminder and some scars are so deep that they can neither be healed nor they allow you to forget those memories attached to it!

A life???

Seems now like a joke to me…

The only thing I now wish…

Is from these clutches to break free…


Get away from this chaos…

And stop mourning for my loss….

This darkness is enveloping me…

Just no longer I care about my Victory…


Can your so-called justice…

Bring back my life’s bliss???

Can you ever erase the pain?

For me happiness in now a bane!!!


Life can never ever be the same…

I never ever wanted such a fame…

Which made my life a mockery…

Please God, now set me free…


Everyone’s treating my life as a game…

Those dogs’ people wish to tame…

But now the only thing I wish for…

Is an end to this brutal war!!!


It’s my heartfelt request…

Please everyone stop their bequest…

One thing I wish you to see…

Is just make sure there is no next ME!!!

Memories! This one word would actually carry so much importance in my life some day, I didn’t know! For me since the last 23 years of my existence the only things I associated with this one word was glimpses of my childhood, the day my friend saved me from getting scolded by the teacher, the day I graduated, my first bicycle ride… In short there were only sweet and fond memories etched in my heart with a few exceptions being when I got scared by a curtain thinking it to be a ghost, when I failed in a test and so on… to me these petty things meant bad memories!!!

Yes, now these memories are petty because now I have something so horrifying to remember that a mere ghost or even death can’t scare me! The memory of when I lived a phase of my life, thousand times more torturous and scary than death!!! A memory that was more like a nightmare but now unfortunately part of my life…  A painful, horrifying memory, etched for life…

I can’t change the truth because when everyday I face the mirror, I can’t see myself as an old me! I see someone so strange; so alien looking back at me… No! It’s not about outside looks but its something else as if something missing! Then as I sit and think about it, I realize that a part of my soul is now missing! It had died that very day, I lived that nightmare! People say that I will get justice as those demons that brutally snatched my happiness, my normal life are behind the bars! But my question is will that so called justice bring back my soul???

People die, sometimes get murdered, their loved ones mourn their loss. Their culprits are hanged or given life sentence. But the harm is already done; someone who is gone can’t come back! But after a while, it’s human tendency to move on in life! Their loved ones too forget after a point of time, though in some corner of their heart they do remember the person they lost but still they learn to live with the memories! My question is how does one move on when it’s your own soul that has died??? How can one forget that now she will never be able to lead a normal life ever??? That she is now no longer what is known as PURE in terms of mythology; when each day you can’t help but mourn your own existence on this earth….

For me, I was termed as a strong girl, someone who fought against injustice, against death and WON justice… But the truth is I lost… I lost my soul, my happiness, everything! Today I crave that very normal life that I used to term as boring and monotonous a few days back! I wish that those days return and I wake up and find that all this was just a terrible nightmare! But… Alas! Some wishes don’t come true! Now the only thing I wish for is that no one should ever face this humiliation, this slow painful death! I would never wish such a fate for even my enemies!

And as for the so called people on whom our country spends billions and trillions in the name of providing us protection, if this is what you term as PROTECTION, then instead please start using that money for educating people and maybe training them in self defense! Maybe that would reduce the crime rate because as of now, what you are doing is really not helping the case! Unfortunately or fortunately, I happen to be a living example of it! Please people instead of coming up on roads in the name of supporting me; instead pressurize the authorities to take a concrete step. Maybe by giving such a scary punishment that it will ensure that there would be no next time! So that tomorrow another ME is not standing in front of you!!!

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Hi sweeties…

Welcome to Ruchi’s den dears….

Life is like a desert without water even if one has all the treasures and comforts but no friends’…
But when the gift of true friendship is bestowed upon, a pauper also becomes rich with the happiness it lends…

That’s what I believe in so here I am to share my joy of writing with you all!!!!

Mostly my work comprises of Fan Fictions but since am an economics student, I also write on it… Hope my work keeps entertaining you!!!

Hope to get the same love in return…

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