Love, Unrequited T2 [Ch 93 - Pg 144] T3 link Ch 148 - Page 28

Originally posted by: cheers2all

Post the chapter(s) already, GN!!!

Tadap tadap ke iss dil se ab aah bhi nahi nikal rahi. Batao!

Aah choriye, usse asar hote-hote umr nikal jati hai

Aur phir kaun wait karta hai mere zulf sar hone tak...😆

Aap bas dua kijiye. Suna hai woh jaldi lagti hai 😉

Originally posted by: Ginnosuke_Nohar

Aah choriye, usse asar hote-hote umr nikal jati hai

Aur phir kaun wait karta hai mere zulf sar hone tak...😆

Aap bas dua kijiye. Suna hai woh jaldi lagti hai 😉

Coincidentally, the poem actually reflects the true state of affairs here.

The poet says, Kaun jeeta hai tere zulf sar hone tak

As in who will live long to see your hair properly arranged and wait for all the nuances (of your life to get resolved). This is exactly the problem I am facing.

I understand dear readers that I had promised to deliver a bunch of chapters. I have even typed them. I am not confused or suffering from creative block. The story is very clear in my mind. However, every time I look at the chapters, the paragraphs look half-baked to me. Weak and failing to deliver the required punch. Especially after I read a piece where the author says, with every piece of your writing, you should endeavor to make it better than the first. It does not matter what others think, one should be self-satisfied. This isn't a post to fish compliments as such. I just wanted to reveal my side of the story. I have no intention of leaving the story mid-way. Not Book Two at least that I have clearly drawn.

To add to that you know how demanding life can be. I keep getting busy with chores. I open the chapters every night with the intention of improving them and end up staring at them. This is just something I am facing. Please bear as I get through this lagging phase. Thanks.

Also, Love and Longing (II) is up!

So many memories embedded in the story of childhood and growing up. Channa, ice and how we would be busy with school and homework’s or projects. Nishit always liked her and Kirti has always missed those signals. How come Tejas went with sana back then and didn’t call Kirti anytime? Mayank and her friendship is another thing..he was there but not like he loved her but he cared enough.

Both Kirti and Nishit have been always longing for their presence in each other. Only if she realized when Mayank teased that he meant more.

She would have realised her love for Nishit.

From what we can see from the past snippets, she would have realised who her heart really wants... with time, only if Tejas had not created the circumstances to make her believe otherwise.

She might be oblivious but her heart knows and craves to meet him.

Memories of school time. They are the ones that stay with us forever. Sometimes I feel, as the years go by, I might have forgotten a few happening here and there, I might not remember my twenties as much as i remember the years spent in school, even when compared to the college life.

And you pen down all those details that actually stay with a person for long after those years are gone.

Splendid work

Kirti was worried about Nishit when he had the accident. She put a good bit of effort in convincing her dad to allow her to go see him.

Originally posted by: Ginnosuke_Nohar

Coincidentally, the poem actually reflects the true state of affairs here.

The poet says, Kaun jeeta hai tere zulf sar hone tak

As in who will live long to see your hair properly arranged and wait for all the nuances (of your life to get resolved). This is exactly the problem I am facing.

I understand dear readers that I had promised to deliver a bunch of chapters. I have even typed them. I am not confused or suffering from creative block. The story is very clear in my mind. However, every time I look at the chapters, the paragraphs look half-baked to me. Weak and failing to deliver the required punch. Especially after I read a piece where the author says, with every piece of your writing, you should endeavor to make it better than the first. It does not matter what others think, one should be self-satisfied. This isn't a post to fish compliments as such. I just wanted to reveal my side of the story. I have no intention of leaving the story mid-way. Not Book Two at least that I have clearly drawn.

To add to that you know how demanding life can be. I keep getting busy with chores. I open the chapters every night with the intention of improving them and end up staring at them. This is just something I am facing. Please bear as I get through this lagging phase. Thanks.

"hum ne maana ke taghaful na karoge lekin

khaak ho jaaenge hum tum ko khabar hote tak" :(

In Haidar Ali Khan's voice for all my IPK friends here ;)

Mrinalini was the classic elegant lady. So full of grace. She made Kirti and her dad feel welcome.

Mayank was a good friend in the old days. Things got strained with the marriage.

Nishit and Kirti always had a thing going. They just could not put a name to it.