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Arshi FF : Without You

without you: chapter 37

ami chitrangada, ami rajendranandini nohi devi, nohi samanya nari pujakori more rakhibe urddhe shey nohi, nohi hela kori more rakhibe piche, shey nohi nohi jadi parshe rakho more, sankate sampade sammati dao jadi kothin brate sahay hote, pabe tumi chinite more i’m chitrangada, the daughter of the king not a godess, nor an ordinary woman… that you should worship me and hold me above i’m not she, not she that you’ll demean me and keep me behind, i am not…

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Arshi FF : Without You

without you: chapter 36

“let’s frighten the dragons,” i said to pooh. “that’s right,” said pooh to me. “i’m not afraid,” i said to pooh, and i held his paw and i shouted “shoo! silly old dragons!” … and off they flew. “i wasn’t afraid,” said pooh, said he, “i’m never afraid with you.” ~~~ a a milne ~~~ his profile looked set, chiseled. yet something moved and glittered in the dim light. the faint rays of the early morning sun, still struggling to…

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Arshi FF : Without You

without you: chapter 35

ipk ff without you

her wrist felt tiny in his grip. and for a fraction of a moment he had the overpowering urge to stop right there, turn around and pull her into his arms. to hold her against him and feel her yield, adhere. to bury his face in her hair, to softly stroke her skin, to tuck back that always errant curl on her forehead, to brush his lips tenderly on her forehead and say, “shh… shh… don’t worry, i am here.…

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Arshi FF : Without You

without you: chapter 34

i am bewildered by the magnificence of your beauty and wish to see you with a hundred eyes my heart has burned with passion and has searched forever for this wondrous beauty that I now behold ~~~ rumi, looking for your face ~~~   why did the oil look so dazzling? khushi frowned slightly. then the tear dropped from her eye and her vision cleared. “no, it is not dazzling, it was just my tear,” khushi thought blankly and held…

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Arshi FF : Without You

without you: chapter 33

tyger! tyger! burning bright in the forests of the night, what immortal hand or eye dare frame thy fearful symmetry? ~~~ william blake ~~~ the room was dark when khushi woke up suddenly. she was thirsty she realised, but the darkness all around made her a little dizzy. it frightened her. where was she? why were there no lights? had amma switched off the little lamp she left on every night in the corner of the room? khushi’s breathing started…

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Arshi FF : Without You

without you: chapter 32

love is a place & through this place of love move (with brightness of peace) all places yes is a world & in this world of yes live (skilfully curled) all worlds ~~~ ee cummings ~~~ he stood at the doorway watching her. her eyes were dreamy yet they sparkled with merriment, or was it mischief, every now and then. but then back they went to another world where likely fairies and fauns lived and also rajkumars and their princesses.…

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Arshi FF : Without You

without you: chapter 31

there will always be people who say it does not exist because they cannot have it. but i tell you it is true and that you have it and that you are lucky even if you die tomorrow. ~~~ ernest hemingway, for whom the bell tolls ~~~ the wind was chilly and had a bite in it. it blew across his face, glancing off the planes and ridges of his lean visage as he ran. he was wearing a pair…

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Arshi FF : Without You

without you: chapter 30

“there will be today, there will be tomorrow, there will be always, and there was yesterday, and there was the day before…” ~~~ leo tolstoy, war and peace ~~~ lips pursed, concentrating, he frowned at the laptop screen as the stewardess came silently and placed another cup of black coffee on the arm rest. a quick sharp gaze at her acknowledging her gesture and asr went back to work. “sir, can i get you something to eat,” shalini ali asked,…

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Arshi FF : Without You

without you: chapter 28

’twas like a maelstrom, with a notch, that nearer, every day, kept narrowing its boiling wheel until the agony toyed coolly with the final inch of your delirious hem and you dropt, lost, when something broke and let you from a dream ~~~ emily dickinson ~~~   pain wracked the air. it stretched, it pulled, it mauled and scratched. it wanted to gouge out something. two people lay helpless in its violent rout of all things beautiful and sacred, of…

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