Aside

Every Morning…

Every Morning,

When I am on my bed,

Laying,

Or Even Delaying my First step of the day,

I think about all those moments which i have had with you in my dreams, or say in the forced dreams,

The Whispering in Talks,

The Never Ending Eye contacts,

The cozy Hugs,

The Extended Lip Locks ,

The Fascinating Romance within the blanket,

The Enticing fragrance of your body,

sometimes its Jasmine,

Sometimes its like Rose to smell.

Just Love those Naughty Touches of yours Here And there,

Every Morning I think of these dreams ..

And Every Night , I try to watch the same dream with some Extension of Expression in Love…

Thank You

The Right Girl !

Just Not the Right Girl for you!

As I smoke & Drink sometimes , and you don’t,

Just not the Right Girl for you ,

As I Don’t Pray much,

Just not the Right Girl for you ,As I laugh Louder than any other girl,

Just Not the Right Girl , as I wear Some Clothes which are short and you don’t like such clothes,

Just Not the Right Girl , as I Care for others more than me, and you don’t ,

Just Not the Right Girl , as I Don’t share my problems and Pain , as you want it to be,

Just not the right Girl , as I Am a free Bird , and you want to have a puppet for you,

I can’t be that Girl with Limited Words as I speak a lot at times,

I can’t be your Miss Right all the time.

As I want to fly and you want someone without wings.

So Dude, You are free to have such Puppets more and more ,

I am not the Right choice for you.

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A Blurry Image

A Blurry Image ,

Not so visible , Not so Clear

A face which is so new,

New to Recognise

Hard to Ignore,

And to Avoid.

Yes A Person new to my eyes , came to my dream and sat infront of me with some illusionary Background.

With some Fog , with some lights like red blue and green .

She came and sat near me with a round neck piece and a covering of some shiny cloth not the shawl for sure on her bare body.

Her Hair were not too long but falling on her shoulders , with which she played sometimes and also adjusted.

She said nothing not even smiled at me just looked at me like a stranger by sitting next to me..

I felt the need to touch her and even ask her what is the purpose of her visit , but i was unsure whether she was human,

She was looking pretty and yes super sexy at the same time, may be the latter one more.

And i felt that watching her beauty from a distance itself is enough for life..

And in Between I realized that she was going somewhere i tried to stop her but she left the place without listening to me,

i wish the dream could have lasted a bit more…

Pick Me Out of Many….

Pick me out of many,

Place me in your favourites, Please me in the best of your times,

Pardon me if I don’t Repeat the same.

Pardon me if I don’t repeat the same…..

Not because I can’t do , But because I can’t Express…

I have my layers of Availability which is somehow practically not visible.

Not Visible because of my existence..

Existence to Feel and Express.

Yes I do Expect a lot from me,

but I know my expectations are not worthy Enough..

Worthy Enough to withstand with the demands..

My list is Ready for you.

Just Pick me out of many..

Place me in your favourites..

Please me in the Best of Your Times

And Pardon me if i Don’t Repeat the same.

Pardon Me If I Don’t Repeat the same..

Thank you

RPR

Love you even more…

Hey Girl ,

I love you even more,

and more,

When you are angry,

I just love that face,

That face with a Red tint all over,

Pointed nose, sharper then the normal

Still eyes, with questions more than a kid

Sometimes folded lips, (internally)

With the shrinks of eye brows, quite animated

Love you even more , When you are angry,

You look more cute to me, though I feel bad for making you angry ,

But love to watch that face again and again,

In love with that face of anger,

Love you even more , when you are angry…

Pure as Prayer.

Pure as prayer!!
Partying with prey,
Not crafted,
Not Decorated,
Just Left by the nature,
To Embrace The Beauty Everywhere,
To make you feel,
And to make me feel That We are not even near to the beautiful things created by god,
As we have a hustle to earn more,Burn More,
To fit in somewhere in the materialistic society,
Which is nowhere to the little tiny beautiful Flurries, with wings.
Very Enigmatic,
And Also Colorful,
called as Butterflies,
Yes they are Pure as Prayer.

Artistically Beautiful!!

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I saw a Dream,

Dream with my open eyes,
With many more layers of love,
Love,
for the one to whom I never met,
And never saw,
She was Artistically beautiful,
As I don’t think ,
could ever see a lady of such grace.
With Her Beautiful Eyes ,
More like the Moon after eclipse.
With a Little Sharp nose,
May have customized before her birth,
Lips , like Little Roses layered with Dew Drops,
Soft , Smooth and colorful.
She looked like a Beauty with a Mysterious smile,
But before I could solve it,
She Disappeared.

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Sensing You

Gloomy Eyes,

Dim, And Dull.

Dusky ,What I see Everywhere

Dozens Of Reasons Without so Reasonable,

Ticking Boxes Like Clicking Selfies.

Still Feeling Anxious , Impatient.

Abiding All Conditions & Terms,

Terms To Stay At A distance.

Distance As Much as I can

But You Are in the Every Blink of my eyes.

Why I Sense ,

Like Sensing You

Puffy Cheeks!

In Love With your Puffy Cheeks,

Yes You heard it right,
Round Pinkish Cheeks

Just So Soft And Smooth.

Yes I Like It more when You smile ,
And blush,
Even When You Wink And Smirks.
Feels like velvet Yet so slippery

Sometimes it even troubles as I Get distracted,
I just get stuck around , and tinged with love and lust.

Don’t Ask me to pinch Again and again , my love .

I may kiss someday
And even bite a bit without any PERMISSION and pain,

but with some impressions. 🙂

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Think About it.

If You don’t try it for the one last time, you may regret for lifetime,

I know you may have seen enough of heartbreaking moments, I know somewhere you deserved a better space in life in every prospect,

I know the failures are haunting you and you are dying in every moment.

This is very painful, this is very disheartening, this makes you feel that you are no more an individual who can live a life with all sort of satisfaction.

It hurts you even more when you become a loser with having every prospect of a winner within, but being the one who never tried hard to change the dynamics.

The people who loose with any strong opponent is always happy than the people who loose with none other than themselves and their own dreadful mindset.

They don’t try , they don’t fight they leave things for someone else or even for god to come and help,

They lack effort not the talent, they lack persistence And may be motivation,

Please find people who need a push to fight for themselves,

they do realize that they are slowly diminishing their dreams and life, but they don’t react at all.

It happens when you or anyone is going through dark psychic passage, or even with those who are not serious in life. Tell them , discuss with them regarding the same,

Help them, make them do it for one first time or last time so that they could never feel bad when they turn back and look how they lived.

Trying , fighting, Putting Your Best even you loose by the report card is far more satisfying than regretting for life for not even trying once though being gifted with enormous talent.

It is a crime, as you are putting everyone down, along with yourself, Try And Try again , it’s more satisfying than sitting and thinking that should have tried!

Think about it.

Good Night

Let Me Find.

In the search of satisfaction I think I lost my happiness,

and the essence of purity

committing more mistakes than corrections,

Losing a day Now,

And Lost a Day yesterday,

And Also lost many more days before yesterday.

These are preciously important Days of my life.

What’s Wrong?

Where I am?

What I am doing?

Why I am doing?

Don’t know

Don’t have any clue.

I am Lost,

I have more flaws now,

Yes Not Appropriate,

And also weirdly imperfect

But

How to stop ,

How to fightback

Tell me

I need your help

I really need your help.

To fix things back,

To Swipe out the dirt,

To Find the same space,

And Vibe

Let me find,

The same Person Again

Always smiling and always shinning.

Beautiful in & out

Beautiful You’re in general,

And Beautiful your smile is.

Beautiful you are with your words.

Beautiful you are to the one you love.

Beautiful to the people you care.

Beautiful to the one you feel good about.

Beautiful to the society standards.

But Are you Really Beautiful?

As the real beauty is in the heart,

It’s beyond the layering of cosmetics,

And wearing of quality clothes.

It’s beyond the buttering of words.

It does not require to be in the good books of everyone,

It just require a good heart.

Are you Beautiful both in and out?

At a coffee shop…

After a long day,

Me at a coffee shop with a coffee on my table.. and literally no one to accompany me.. Looking everyone with a story in mind about their conversations..

In between this, just swallowed the unbearable coffee sips..

And my vulnerable eyes started looking at everyone and everywhere..

Then I saw a table where three girls were sitting and gossiping about something with shouts, giggles and laughter..

I just changed my seat.. And sat next to their table so that I could listen what they were talking about..

Ok so now they were audible..

As I raised my listening skills by few more decibels..

So the coffee was quite entertaining now, and I asked one more to look engaged to the waiters.

These girls were clapping and doing high fives in between them.

The three girls were talking about their respected boyfriends, and how they have been pampered ..

actually they were saying that , they literally play as per their will with the boys.. Be it a movie going or some expensive purchasing.

They compared who is better among the three and how they are planning more expenditure from their boyfriends. As Diwali is on the cards now,

I was actually liking this, as it is something new to know..that everything is as per planning and plotting.

In between this they have realized that I am listening their talks..or observing them.. They may have thought that I am interested in one of them..

So they actually started looking at me with a smile..which was even more hilarious.

One of them has loosened her hair and started swinging her hair with a confident swag ..

And looked at me with even more nuances .. With fixing her messy Red t-shirt near her waist.

And looked at me for while trying to say Hey or Hello, with a smile filled with fakeness,

I just turned my eyes and shakedown my head.

She along with her friends left the place

Reasons better know to them.

But yes she had her flair.. 🙂

And I turned off the signals and shifted focus on the right hind side of the table,

Where I saw An lady around 85years was there with a kid may be her grand daughter..

She was in a state of confusion as she don’t know what to order and how,

Then a suspicious man with a very suspicious look came , could be her servant or a known fellow..

Even he was unsure about the things so , I helped them to make their order

He came and asked me to click a picture of him showing his Rudraksh and also asked my name,by saying I will be helpful to you sir, I am the one to whom you pray daily.

I said, look I am helping just for the sake of kid and the lady ,not for being asked for clicking your PIC.

He said ok sir, and obliged for the help in placing order,

He was a bit different from normal, like mentally instable and heavy in voice, his actions were strange, though they enjoyed their coffee.

but I still don’t why he asked me to click his picture though I deleted it.

Then i recived a call from my home,left the place.

Thank you

***P.S – I wrote this post by being at the coffee place.

Prince Charming!!

Oh the thick big glasses on my eyes don’t look good to the girls,

They say I look like an uncle..

Oh the dark skin tone of mine don’t attract to the girls ,

They say, they can’t even see me sometimes..

Oh the lean and thin body of mine , more like a Skelton , don’t get appreciated by girls..

They say , They want muscular guys..

They want Prince charming but with more the looks of the Prince ..

That’s it !!

Do I look like a Prince ? ,

Yes of course ..

But to me, and to my mother and sometimes in my mirror…

They all want someone with good physique, and handsome looks..

They treat me like a tree, as they don’t even notice when I stare at them.

They laugh at my walk, also at my talk.

They make fun of my clothes .

They are good in fact better than good..

But they should treat me at least a human..

Human with all the feelings, and flaws..

The Real Prince doesn’t require all the attributes , to get liked they get liked for being what they are.

Oh they don’t even know that Thin, Lean, Fat, Short, Tall,Dark,Ugly, or weird are not what we can demand but yes we can diminish these tiny things of appearance with our nature , character and humanity.

And The Real Prince is always about character, Humanity, Humbleness etc. Hope they learn before falling and failing in life..

#BeTheRealPrince

P.S : Just A Random Writeup.

Love to sleep over your Lap

Lap…

I love to sleep over your lap,

I feel so calm,

Also sleepy..

My worries don’t haunt me anymore..

And I am not the same insomniac ..

Also, I don’t have headaches..

I feel so good…

Chilled and relaxed..

I feel free to breathe,

All my tensions get vanished..

Yes your Lap,

similar to my mother’s lap,

the warm and soothing Lap..

Lap ,

just love to sleep over your lap.

Let me sleep over your lap.

I never loved you.

That day with some tears , she came to him and said, I feel sorry to you for being so helpless , I am sorry, I know you love me a lot and i really don’t need any evidence as I can feel it,

but I never loved you dear ,

yes this is what the truth is, I just wanted to be their with you till my parents search someone for me to get married,

yes I never loved you, I just acted to be in love with you, I loved your company and everything you did for me ,

yes I never thought About this day, but I should have thought about it,

I am very bad I know,

but this is what the truth is,

I just wanted to get along in a busy status of relationship till my marriage as my friends were teasing me for living a life without boyfriend,

so I did all that for which I am feeling sad.. I know I played with your emotions… But I am sorry..

As I know you have been serious for me and I was just doing it for fun and showoff. I am sorry ,it is really bad and embarrassing…

And the guy was listening without believing….

With some tears and confusion.

***Don’t Play with Emotions..

***How should the guy react to it ? And what would be your reaction if you find yourself at such situation?

I Find You Cute.

I find you cute, seriously cute.

When you smile in between the intense arguments,

I find you cute, when you try to sing sharp with a bad voice.

When you try and match your clothes with mine for every party,

I find you really very cute,

When you ask me to close the umbrella even if i don’t like rain, with a polite request.

I find you cute when you share all the boring stories of your friends,without my interest.

I find you cute, when I see you talking and crying at the same time.

I find you cute , when you play the music of my favorite composer, whenever I am in stress.

I find you cute , when you put your head on my shoulder and talk ,

And in between that you sleep on my shoulder, which is even more cute.

I find you cute when you ask me a kiss on your forehead,

I find you cute with me, this way and also that way ,

I find you cute every time.

As You are Really Cute.

Good Night

Both are important.

Well most of my friends are unhappy with me,

They find me Annoying,

They call me everything what they hate,

They say I am unavailable being available to them,

They say you can’t be like this to us,

I try to convince them,but they don’t listen,

They are Right in their ways, I have to be with them if I am with them,

But I am with my love interest,

If not being next to her always then through my phone,

I feel good for the fact that she feels good when I am connected to her either next to her with holding a hand or through calls or even chats,

My friends don’t like my life style and priority,

But I don’t want to see her sad, as she feels sad and bad when I don’t message or call her and don’t lift her call,

I lie her sometimes that yes you wished me the first birthday wish, though sometimes she is second as my mother wishes before than her may be a fraction of second earlier,

Even if its a lake or I am at some public place I text her, as she wants to feel the ambiance with me and my words. I like it, its not that I am not enjoying it.

But its a cheat with my friends.

She enjoys everything of my talks ,

Even my sick poor cheap jokes, at which no one can laugh.

And of course my way of care,

She just love talking to me,

She says ” I will be fine I don’t need a doctor, you are the doctor and the medicine is our conversation.” When she gets sick.

I Remember that ,

I talked to her through calls and texts for around 20hrs continuously with a charger plugged in, whenever needed.

She loved the gesture, and even felt good to be with her when she needed me.

I have to talk as she my love and I can’t see her sad,

After knowing that her sadness is my unavailability and lesser communication.

But what to do with my friends ,they are not wrong either.

They want me as their friend as I have been,

She asks me to pick one sometimes,

somehow I skip the question with an ice cream or some deep discussion about my career, but i am worried with the picking of one.

I may pick her over them by being a selfish lover but I wouldn’t be Happy with that, I know as my friends are also important .!

Love them and Love her also. Both have their importance but yes one priority is not happy when I am with the another priority.

***We can’t decide who comes first and who is second, of course it’s both which make us what we want to be, so its important to make them understand their importance in our life, one can’t be another and vice versa. Both are differently important in life. It’s harsh and unfair to pick and choose.

You Are Beautiful.

You like The Roses, Right !

I like the color called blue a lot,

yes all the shades of blue,

What about The Roses in Blue color !

Layer by layer,

The petals of Roses in Blue color.

With some drops of dew over it,

Which would add the glittering effect.

You like wearing shorts more,

As you love your legs,

Yes long sexy legs,

And I like short hair ,

Colored short hair more, As world is beyond monochrome,

What about you being in your favourite shorts,

With the sexy long legs,

And the colored short hair,

Around the shoulder height,

And the slightly soothing smooth breeze,

Adding the visual treat .

Visualizing the scene more and more

And Feeling good about it,

To see you in the colored hair with a Blue Rose,

Also wearing the shorts

And showing your sexy legs.

With a token in my hand to give you

With a note written

“You are Beautiful”

Loving Ghost

Yes he kissed her as she sleeps next to him every night,

And in the morning he takes his breakfast with her.

As she loves to cook for him and watch him eating,

He make few cups of coffee which they enjoy with a kiss .

She comes and goes,

she is not scary but yes she is the ghost who thinks and treats him as her boyfriend,

though he told her that I am not the one but she says let it be I like you as i used to like my boy friend,

Also he asked about her that why she is ghost now, and what went wrong with her,

she said she murdered her boyfriend and committed suicide as she caught him with another girl,

And she had been brutally betrayed by her boyfriend.

She likes him because he looks like him ,

but he is single and lives just next to the room where they lived.

And more ever he also failed in love with same kind of situation though he preferred to let her live with him,

So there is a connection of being cheated by their loved ones but both had different approach to it.

Anyways,

She just wears the normal clothes like jeans T – shirts, etc like any other young girl not like the ghosts of the movies,

yes her voice is dual and of course she has some amplitude at it.

And She could smile and cry at the same time,

She likes romantic movies. And prefer playing carom.

She has the most beautiful eyes and even more beautiful smile.

She is friendly to him but he don’t know how to tell her that she is a different spirit now,

he can’t love her like she wants,

Ghost and human can’t be the lovers,

she says one day when the god would be kind enough on her she would happily leave the world but by then he has to be her love interest,

He thinks he don’t have any other option as he can’t find a way to escape also he has generated some kind of sympathy for her.

May be because of her love failure And the betrayal.

That’s it.!!!

Virgin…

After 2 years of her marriage ,

Pia came back to India to stay with her family, so many of her friends came to meet her,

they asked her many random questions about her and husband,

like,

how is your marriage,?

You both are happy ?

How you have been these days etc.

she said yes I am happy as I look. And we are living with all possible happiness.

Her friend (Nisha) said , all good !that’s enough as you have been the most reserved girl from our group! And went to abroad all of a sudden .

Pia replied ‘ yes i have been very shy and reserved.,

Pia asked – What about you, are you still flirting with all?

Nisha replied- yes sometimes for fun and sometimes for seriously nothing.

But tell me about you how good is your life, you are looking different, he is nice to you right?

I mean why you came alone where is he?,

Pia replied ‘ of course he wanted to come but he had some commitments.

yes I can’t tell you about it in details but I feel so lucky to be his wife.

Her friend was not convinced as she can observe that her eyes were saying something else.

She again, asked her the same question in a different way,

” hey your husband is a rich guy , I saw his profile has some good money in the bank and also have a lot of property etc right?.”

She replied ‘ yes so.

Her friend puzzled pia ” are you not excited with that, like money ,property cars etc.

pia replied “yes if it excites you then I am also excited.”

Her friend could sense that pia is missing something, she asked her again and again by some promises and all.

Pia replied ” yes I am married I love him and he loves me, yes he is rich and talented that’s it,

but you know what I feel like i am still partially virgin,

Yes we travelled everywhere but not like a couple , he was there with some work and consignments.

And I was there to make him feel stress relieved whenever needed.

He has been there with me, but not there for me, more for status showoff. To show it to the world through social networking sites.

And you know how we love, it is more like robots following some of the mating commands.

Yes He is a proper straight man and i am also proper straight girl, nothing odd as it sounds.

but the fact is that, he only touched my body and not my soul, and never allowed me to get in his zone of privacy.

We are not connected to each other like we should have.

My body is not virgin my friend but yes my emotions are , my heart is not there when I am with him because he is not also there with me, its more like a task to him or an activity to loose stress for him, that’s it,

he is busy with his cigars and phone ,

he is there but he is not there with me actually ,

he loves his work more than himself. He love me but his style of love is not what I like may be he don’t even know how to love.

He has a time for everything like 10mins for breakfast , 5mins for getting ready etc,

he is a big time management insect.

It’s good professionally.

but not for the layers of love to get unfolded.

But I am happy as I can’t be sad.

***Love is beyond the materialistic happiness. Love them with everything you have,not just posting pictures and buying gifts.

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love her!

I want that Tight Hug from you..

Just a Gentle Push towards the wall,

And Hold me Hard,

Yes, Harder than an air lock,

I have been waiting for you with all my heavy breathes..

Yes I am sick , & Uncomfortable,

the doctor advised to sleep and sleep for at least a week,

Look I painted my nails with Red colour…

And coloured my hair as well,

Similar to your favorite Hollywood Girl,

Queen by heart…

She came with so many Dreams,

She explored all the Horizons,

She created magic everywhere she looked,

She is kind,

And also beautiful,

She is not a queen by birth,

Not even a magician with her tricks,

She is an ordinary girl with all the ingredients of Queen,

Who creates illusion with her charm,

Truly she is Queen By heart!

Sleep Again ! – An Erotic Poem

I want to sleep again, as you disturbed me in between,

yes you rang ,

you stupid alarm,

we were at the peak of our love, yes you rang , you stupid alarm.

let me tell you what the dream was,

I can remember that it was very dark and he hugged me tight,

we were tumbling this and that way of the bed,

Yes he kissed me with some lusty passion ,

sometimes at my lips & sometimes at my hips,

I really love that noisy smooches,

like I swallow my long sized noodles,

Love that chocolate coated over my lips, which he tasted with some bites.

yes I wanted it again and again ,

Of course I love that sheer passion, as i was about to die with pleasure and pain.

Yes I want to sleep again to watch the same dream again,

And this time I don’t want you to disturb,

As i want to finish the remainings.

***And then she switched off her alarm and slept again.

S H A D E S

It was around 2 am , he reached his home, which was at 4th floor of the famous apartment in that city.

He was extremely tired with the stress and strain of the day, as finding job is more tougher than doing the job,

some how he managed to change the formal wears with shorts and took his sleep.

he was an aspiring actor who was searching opportunities.

But yet to get a call for acting,It has been 3months of joblessness.

So he was frustrated in a way, but he was there to prove the people wrong who discarded him and his talent in the auditions he gave so far.

So, the next morning he woke up with the same fighting spirit and gone for many more offices for auditions,

And again no one even looked at his portfolio and rejected him,

Now , it was around 3pm, he was about to feel sad and hungry at the same time, he received a call from a reputed ad agency, he ran and reached the agency with some nervousness ,he was asked to sit, then he was about to face the owner,

But she lefts the place.

He was stated by the manager that he has to do AD of some detergent, he was ready with the incoming and accepted it,

Next Day, he reached the place and he saw the other side of acting world,

he saw that there are many guys and girls are being asked for audience for the same AD in which he was already part, he was confused that why this audition is going on,

before he could now he came to know that they are doing it as preventive method, as they may replace him if he does not do good

Some how he managed to impress and did a good job, now in the same set he met the owner,

she is beautiful with some temper issues he observed, she cleared his amount for the ad and asked him to meet again in the evening by sharing her card.

He agreed and left.

In the evening he called the no. Printed on the card,

She didn’t lift and dropped a message in which she shared her address of farm house .

He manages to go there. It is 7pm now

He again calls. This time her phone is in a silent mode. Some how he enter the house.

He could hardly find the purpose of calling him there.

Then he enters , he is still not sure what’s going on.

And suddenly he finds a weird thing of being locked from outside. He is scared now, who is there ? He shouts.

She smiles and says relax , and in between this she offers him some drink and it was not tea or coffee .

he says madam I am OK may I know what’s the reason to call me here. Is there any big project,

she says yeah. It is bigger than you thought,

As You have to impress me, or Should i say satisfy me! By sitting over a couch in a navy blue dress with some alcoholic eyes and unconditioned hair falling over her shoulder she says..

He is shocked now. And says excuse me! What?

She smiles again and asks him to come closer,

And says look, I am searching fun and you are searching success,

so should I say that you are the next star of the country. But for becoming the star you have to go with what I prefer for you.

Look I know that you are from a small town and these things are new , but you may have seen the amount of aspirants near my office and you may be in a confusion that how and why you have been selected. And I hope you are by now quite clear with your doubts.

And Pulls him towards her with showing some of her visible body parts,

I saw your photographs in the portfolio and I decided that you will be in the ad, now I want you to be in the next project but for that you have to impress me in every prospect.

I know you are good at work as you are very hardworking as told by the director ,

Let me check whether you are equally good at other works or not she whispered.

He replied I am good enough to earn money I think I don’t need to do this or that to become a star so thank you I am happy with it. I would like to go now, let the doors get open. He removes her hand over his neck.

She smiled and says ,

you know what the small town people are so poor they can’t take life smoothly, I am beautiful rich and also successful and u need opportunity which only I can provide but you are saying no to me. Do you know how fool you are ! Again she snatches few buttons of his shirt and pulls him towards her.

He says yes I am fool , and happy with it and I don’t want to become star as well.. You are beautiful and also i need opportunity but it does not mean that I would do something which is not good ,

I am not here for sale. Let me go! He slaps her and firmly looks her with anger,

He Breaks the door and left the place. But she was not happy with what happened. As she had other ideas for him, and felt like rejected.

Next Day,

He was saddened now with the side effects of his dream and decides to leave the city. But in between the rush he has been called from another production house , they were seeking some one who is new and talented and found him as the perfect choice through his previous audience.

Six Months Later,

He is the star by his own merit without any comprises.

And finds the same lady in every other business parties and looks her like he saw nothing.

And one bad day he came to know that the lady has been killed at her own farm house from one of her longtime victim.

Good Day!