PERSONALITY OF JAMMU,INDIA 


NAME:  Sahaj Sabharwal


 He loves writing poems and thoughts. He lives in Jammu city, Jammu and Kashmir, India. He is 17 years old now a young poet  . He has been awarded many awards in poem writing at State level, National and international level. 


He was also selected to be invited for the INTERNATIONAL WRITERS MEETING IN TARIJA and HUNGARY,EUROPE. He was awarded with the INTERNATIONAL DIPLOMA IN WRITING and INTERNATIONAL MERIT CERTIFICATE IN WRITING and was PUBLISHED BY THE YOUNG WRITERS ASSOCIATION IN UK and RECIEVED  "CERTIFICATE OF PUBLICATION FROM UK".

Now to prove he loves me I will recalled some words my Weller once wrote me.
It goes like this:
Love is but a virtue and a powerful entity within the garden of life. It is like a flower that blooms beautifully threw tender nourishment and happy memories. 
 
But even with that it can wither when built upon lies, decite and betrayal. So to keep it going it must be planted in the fresh grounds of Trust, honesty and loyalty. When it blooms it is has powerful and bright has the sun but delicate as glass, once broken it cannot be mended. 
 
When it withers it grows powerful thorns like that on a rose bush. So to keep these thorns harmless, the love must be shared by two. 
These are just words taken from a poem written to me.
But a common saying is that at the end you think of the beginning. You know how it all started. With this... it is the best years of my life. Literally. 
--------------------------------------So here we go-------------------------------------------------------------
Fine chapter, Happy Days, for the first stage of my life.
To understand my life and how I we got here we have to start at the beginning of my life; because it all started then. That means 50 years back. 
In September 1989 my parents, Donovan James and Melina Samuels, met at the Oxford University. According to my mom it was a rainy day and he bumped into her. After coffee it led straight to sex. 
As all her papers dropped my father quickly took off his glasses and said, "I am sorry! It is my fault."
"Oh it is nothing. It is only my Thesis on Baldwin Mates!" Replied Melina as she got the wet papers from the ground.
"Wait! You are a law student?" Donovan quickly asked her and she smiled.
She then said, 'Of all the pickup lines I heard. That is the corniest."
She then went away leaving him. And Donovan chuckled as he admired her ass as she walked away.
Later that day
Melina laid in her bed in a blue boy shorts and blue sports bra. As she lay there, she was blow drying the paper. 
'How am I going to get back 4 weeks of research and another interview thanks to him? But, in other news he was cute' Melina taught and smiled.
Boom! Boom! {a knock on the door}
She wondered who it was. She opened the door and it was Donovan standing in his white suit.    
He was holding two cups of Mushroom Cafe coffee and a, to go bag in his left hand. In addition he had a large black folder in his right hand
"You?" she quickly told him.
"Donovan, Donovan James. I didn't introduce myself," replied Donovan to her.
She smiled and asked, "Why are you here? And how did you know where I live?"
"Well I felt bad about destroying your thesis so I redid all, 4000 pages. And I got Baldwin Mates to send another copy of your research so it is in it.
I brought you some of Mushroom Cafe coffee special. And I found where you live because I am the president of the Student Government," replied Donovan as her as he gave her everything.
Melinda took it and asked, "How did you get another interview?"
"Easy! He is my stepfather. And I did your research last year. I hope this makes up for everything I did to you,' he quickly told her.
She blushed and bit her lips. 
As she played with her hair she said, "No you didn't, but there is a way to make up for it."
He took a minute to get what she was saying. Then he went in and they kissed closing the door behind them.
They were in their final year of Law school. With this they stayed in touch. My father became a civil/defense lawyer working for Blackwell Legal Partners Limited. 
Meanwhile she became a cooperate lawyer for News Corp. UK. On September 22, 1998 they got married. While on Honeymoon they conceptualized the idea of having their own firm.
On November 9, 1998 James Samuels & Associates Law was born. It was started with: 5 Lawyers, 7 secretaries/Paralegals and only 4 Clients. In the Law world this was rock bottom, but they had each other. 
A month later
They both sat and the doctor said, "Congratulations MR & Mrs. James you're pregnant. And it is twins, two girls to be exact." 
With this they brought a manor in Yorkshire, England.
On June 27, 1999 my sister and I was born at the Princess Diana Memorial Hospital. My sister was 5 pound 3 ounces and I was 7 pounds 7 ounces. 
She was diagnosed with a deficiency disease. My mother named us Melinda James and Malinda James. My twin sister live seven days and then she passed. My mother abandoned my father and relocated to New York. 
This after she wanted to sue the hospital for not saving my sisters life my father disagreed, she divorce him and took off to America.

The last poem Kiki wrote before she disappeared. Yuzuko kept it in her pocket ever since she disappeared. Kiki wasn't her aunt by blood, but since her grandparents called Kiki their baby girl, it made her an aunt in Yuzuko's eyes. Evenings were empty without Kiki's energetic welcome home songs.
There was only one person who could be behind Aunt Kiki's disappearance: her grandfather's enemy, Sia Bucks. Hate was a strong word, but Yuzuko's blood would boil at the mere thought of her name. "That horrible woman needs to leave my grandfather alone."
Sia had accomplished many things, but all she wanted to do was to make her grandfather's life a misery. How dare she! Her grandfather was Professor Takeshi Denki: the greatest scientist alive, king of the robots and a table tennis champion.
Robots and humans living as one: that was her grandfather's dream. Kyoto was a utopia that she was proud to call home. Her only wish was to make her family proud with top grades, a doll-faced beauty, and burning all her leftover energy working for her grandfather's IT firm. Her greatest task of all was to be a loving mother to her infant son, who would only know his father through a tombstone.
Higushiotani Cemetery was the perfect resting place for her husband, Hiro-ki Shikumi with perfect views of the rising sun. Yuzuko meditated by Hiroki's grave every morning at six.
"I'm not the angel they think I am, Hiroki." She spoke as if he were still living. She could imagine his deep laugh and whack on the back. If he was alive, he would have told her to stop acting foolish.
He told her every day that she was the most beautiful girl in the world. His tender whispers and sweet words behind closed doors still lingered after three years.
Her classmates and colleagues envied her wavy black hair that she wished was straight. Nobody loved playing with her hair more than her girlfriend, Sa-kura Kanagawa.
Hiroki was the first and only man she ever loved. Despite the blossoming relationship between technology and nature, Yuzuko's country was still behind on LGBT+ issues. A classmate was expelled for coming out as transgender last week. And in many countries in the Middle East and America, a robot had more rights than a woman.
Patting the tombstone, Yuzuko pressed her lips against Hiroki's name. "There are three things that will make the world a better place. Firstly, Sia Bucks should go to jail for her crimes against humanity. Secondly, every city should be beautiful like Kyoto. Thirdly, I've longed for the day when I can hold Sakura's hand on the street and carry our boy Koichi as we walk on by. It's time for me to go to work. I hope Kiki's okay. Farewell, Hiroki..."
On her way to work, she tried calling Kiki's number. All she could hear down the phone was thunderous stomping and heavy rainfall. "Kiki! If you can hear me, please give me a sign that you are okay."
The phone went quiet for a few seconds until jazz music began to play ran-domly. Then a sickly-sweet voice boomed in her earhole. "Congratulations, you and Sakura have won an exclusive tour around the UK!"
"Sia Bucks!" Yuzuko gasped. If it wasn't for Sia's sickly voice, she knew the phone would have never slipped from her hands. "A tour? I don't want a tour. I want Aunt Kiki back."
"Yes, my dear and your lovely girlfriend have won the trip of a lifetime. Your Aunt Kiki has been helping us prepare the award for you."
"Wait, slow down!" Yuzuko gritted her teeth. "How could I have won when I haven't entered? I don't understand. Where is Kiki? Please bring her back!"
"A taxi will be coming for you in ten minutes. Oh, isn't this exciting!"
"That doesn't answer my question!" The line went dead and at the bottom of the road was a black limousine with Sakura inside. She knew it was Sakura, she always wore that yellow dress with the blossoms stitched on.
She approached the car. It was certain to be a scam, but it meant Kiki and Sakura's lives were on the line, then so be it. She wondered what the hell she doing.
"Sakura!" Yuzuko swung the car door open and removed the tape constrict-ing Sakura's thighs and wrists.
"Yuzuko!" Sakura sobbed, clutching onto her chest. "Thank God! You're here."
A head popped out of the passenger's seat. "Girls."
Yuzuko trashed against the backseat at the familiar face. "Mother!"
"What are you doing?" Yuzuko screamed at the driver. She jumped out of the car, opened the driver's door and punched his stomach. jumping out of the car punching him. "Let Sakura and Kiki go!"
"Please calm down." Yuzuko's mother said with a smile. "We have to do this. Or else Sia will kill him."
"Isolation is no good!" Yuzuko snapped.
Sakura leaned her head over. "Don't snap at your mother."
"Under the circumstances, I have every right to." Yuzuko clutched onto Sa-kura's hand. "Let's get out of here. Warn everybody." The car doors locked automatically, and the driver zoomed away. The two girls tried crying for help on either side of the window.
"LISTEN TO ME!" Yuzuko's mother screamed at the top of her voice. The two girls stopped, cowering together. "You want to stop Sia Bucks destroying everything our family has worked for, we have to overthrow her."
"What are you talking about?" Yuzuko asked.
"You both have to play Sia's game."
Yuzuko was unable to speak. She had never felt so pale and clammy in all her life.
"The Game of Mass Destruction?" Sakura squealed. "Why would you do this to us. We can't destroy the robots. We love them."
"You don't have to destroy the robots," Yuzuko's mother said with a smile stretching to the corner of her left cheek. "Just have lots of sex with every-body - it's the easiest way to earn points."
"You want me to cheat on Sakura?" Yuzuko asked. She could believe that the woman in the passenger seat was her mother.
"Go ahead. I'd love more grandchildren."
Yuzuko's mother was a kind and caring person. When Yuzuko had any prob-lems, her mother would be there to wipe the tears away. Harumi Denki had turned into a different person overnight.

Yuzuko's perfect world is disturbed when she is forced to take part in the 30th season of Game of Mass Destruction, a reality tv show where twenty contestants have to fight robots and each other for a chance to become a billionaire. Each robot they destroy gives points, but extra points are rewarded for acts of sex and murder. 
    
    Whilst Yuzuko is united with online friends, she discovers dark secrets about her family as she confronts the gameshow's owner the notorious Sia Bucks. Will she survive and become victorious or will it be a comedy of errors with violence and chaos?

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    "Hunger Games on steroids!" - thoughtfulsushi
    
    "Battle Royale meets Hunger Games with gallows humor, flesh-eating robots, and deep quotes in the "Game of Mass Destruction". If you like dystopian Sci-Fi, take a look at this book" - dawnashes



The last poem Kiki wrote before she disappeared. Yuzuko kept it in her pocket ever since she disappeared. Kiki wasn't her aunt by blood, but since her grandparents called Kiki their baby girl, it made her an aunt in Yuzuko's eyes. Evenings were empty without Kiki's energetic welcome home songs. 

There was only one person who could be behind Aunt Kiki's disappearance: her grandfather's enemy, Sia Bucks. Hate was a strong word, but Yuzuko's blood would boil at the mere thought of her name. "That horrible woman needs to leave my grandfather alone." 

Sia had accomplished many things, but all she wanted to do was to make her grandfather's life a misery. How dare she! Her grandfather was Professor Takeshi Denki: the greatest scientist alive, king of the robots and a table tennis champion. 

Robots and humans living as one: that was her grandfather's dream. Kyoto was a utopia that she was proud to call home. Her only wish was to make her family proud with top grades, a doll-faced beauty, and burning all her leftover energy working for her grandfather's IT firm. Her greatest task of all was to be a loving mother to her infant son, who would only know his father through a tombstone. 

Higushiotani Cemetery was the perfect resting place for her husband, Hiro-ki Shikumi with perfect views of the rising sun. Yuzuko meditated by Hiroki's grave every morning at six. 

"I'm not the angel they think I am, Hiroki." She spoke as if he were still living. She could imagine his deep laugh and whack on the back. If he was alive, he would have told her to stop acting foolish. 

He told her every day that she was the most beautiful girl in the world. His tender whispers and sweet words behind closed doors still lingered after three years. 

Her classmates and colleagues envied her wavy black hair that she wished was straight. Nobody loved playing with her hair more than her girlfriend, Sa-kura Kanagawa. 

Hiroki was the first and only man she ever loved. Despite the blossoming relationship between technology and nature, Yuzuko's country was still behind on LGBT+ issues. A classmate was expelled for coming out as transgender last week. And in many countries in the Middle East and America, a robot had more rights than a woman. 

Patting the tombstone, Yuzuko pressed her lips against Hiroki's name. "There are three things that will make the world a better place. Firstly, Sia Bucks should go to jail for her crimes against humanity. Secondly, every city should be beautiful like Kyoto. Thirdly, I've longed for the day when I can hold Sakura's hand on the street and carry our boy Koichi as we walk on by. It's time for me to go to work. I hope Kiki's okay. Farewell, Hiroki..." 

On her way to work, she tried calling Kiki's number. All she could hear down the phone was thunderous stomping and heavy rainfall. "Kiki! If you can hear me, please give me a sign that you are okay." 

The phone went quiet for a few seconds until jazz music began to play ran-domly. Then a sickly-sweet voice boomed in her earhole. "Congratulations, you and Sakura have won an exclusive tour around the UK!" 

"Sia Bucks!" Yuzuko gasped. If it wasn't for Sia's sickly voice, she knew the phone would have never slipped from her hands. "A tour? I don't want a tour. I want Aunt Kiki back." 

"Yes, my dear and your lovely girlfriend have won the trip of a lifetime. Your Aunt Kiki has been helping us prepare the award for you." 

"Wait, slow down!" Yuzuko gritted her teeth. "How could I have won when I haven't entered? I don't understand. Where is Kiki? Please bring her back!" 

"A taxi will be coming for you in ten minutes. Oh, isn't this exciting!" 

"That doesn't answer my question!" The line went dead and at the bottom of the road was a black limousine with Sakura inside. She knew it was Sakura, she always wore that yellow dress with the blossoms stitched on. 

She approached the car. It was certain to be a scam, but it meant Kiki and Sakura's lives were on the line, then so be it. She wondered what the hell she doing. 

"Sakura!" Yuzuko swung the car door open and removed the tape constrict-ing Sakura's thighs and wrists. 

"Yuzuko!" Sakura sobbed, clutching onto her chest. "Thank God! You're here." 

A head popped out of the passenger's seat. "Girls." 

Yuzuko trashed against the backseat at the familiar face. "Mother!" 

"What are you doing?" Yuzuko screamed at the driver. She jumped out of the car, opened the driver’s door and punched his stomach. jumping out of the car punching him. "Let Sakura and Kiki go!" 

"Please calm down." Yuzuko's mother said with a smile. "We have to do this. Or else Sia will kill him." 

"Isolation is no good!" Yuzuko snapped. 

Sakura leaned her head over. "Don't snap at your mother." 

"Under the circumstances, I have every right to." Yuzuko clutched onto Sa-kura's hand. "Let's get out of here. Warn everybody." The car doors locked automatically, and the driver zoomed away. The two girls tried crying for help on either side of the window. 

"LISTEN TO ME!" Yuzuko's mother screamed at the top of her voice. The two girls stopped, cowering together. "You want to stop Sia Bucks destroying everything our family has worked for, we have to overthrow her." 

"What are you talking about?" Yuzuko asked. 

"You both have to play Sia's game." 

Yuzuko was unable to speak. She had never felt so pale and clammy in all her life. 

"The Game of Mass Destruction?" Sakura squealed. "Why would you do this to us. We can't destroy the robots. We love them." 

"You don't have to destroy the robots," Yuzuko's mother said with a smile stretching to the corner of her left cheek. "Just have lots of sex with every-body - it's the easiest way to earn points." 

"You want me to cheat on Sakura?" Yuzuko asked. She could believe that the woman in the passenger seat was her mother. 

"Go ahead. I'd love more grandchildren." 

Yuzuko's mother was a kind and caring person. When Yuzuko had any prob-lems, her mother would be there to wipe the tears away. Harumi Denki had turned into a different person overnight.

Yuzuko's perfect world is disturbed when she is forced to take part in the 30th season of Game of Mass Destruction, a reality tv show where twenty contestants have to fight robots and each other for a chance to become a billionaire. Each robot they destroy gives points, but extra points are rewarded for acts of sex and murder. 
    
    Whilst Yuzuko is united with online friends, she discovers dark secrets about her family as she confronts the gameshow's owner the notorious Sia Bucks. Will she survive and become victorious or will it be a comedy of errors with violence and chaos?
    
    "Hunger Games on steroids!" - thoughtfulsushi from Wattpad
    
    "Battle Royale meets Hunger Games with gallows humor, flesh-eating robots, and deep quotes in the "Game of Mass Destruction". If you like dystopian Sci-Fi, take a look at this book" - dawnashes from Wattpad

Gu YuChen has always been aware that Su Ning's feelings for him were purely platonic but upon confirming it again during the phone call with Lin Miao, his chest inexplicably began to feel incredibly stuffy. 'Was it the urgency caused by the knowledge that Su Ning will begin to date in uni?' Gu YuChen wondered. Su Ning would be graduating M Academy in the next year and he needed to have her Engineering Scholarship ready by then.  
Undergraduate tuition in the UK which is capped at £9,250 a year is definitely more affordable for British residents while the cost for foreign students is almost triple. Of course this sum is pennies to the Gu Family but Su Ning is from a working class family so she will need the scholarship to study in the same uni as him.
Early on in his freshman year, Gu YuChen had already reached out to the university directors and administrators regarding the matter of funding a new scholarship opportunity for incoming foreign students. As the sponsors, Gu YuChen and Old Madam Gu opted to remain anonymous and only contended that they have an input on the candidate selection process. The agreement for this funding is for a period of 5 years whereby 3 applicants would be provided with a full scholarship (which includes tuition, room & board and sundry allowance) contingent on maintaining a certain GPA in each academic term.  
The paperwork is currently being finalized for the sponsorship and in a few weeks Gu YuChen intended to casually bring up the topic to Su Ning during one of their video calls. Perhaps to  outsiders, his methods in keeping Su Ning close may seem too excessive. However, he didn't think so at all, for Gu YuChen the effort he took was already at a bare minimum. He wasn't even concerned about complaints of nepotism should others find out that he orchestrated the entire thing. In his mind, they should be thankful to Su Ning instead, because of her, others will be given the chance to attend such a prestigious university.  
However, it appears he underestimated the degree to which he will miss her during their two years separation. His longing for Su Ning grows more and more each day.  Truthfully, the past year has been quite difficult for Gu YuChen personally. Though she seems unaware of it, Su Ning has been a pillar of emotional support for Gu YuChen in the last 7 years. Now that they were apart, he was still able to function as usual in public; however, in private he often felt lonely and despondent.  
Author's Note: Gu YuChen is two years older than Su Ning and would already be in his junior year when Su Ning attends uni as a freshman.
Su Ning had mentioned several times how she worried that his reclusive and reticent nature would hinder him from making friends and enjoying the 'ultimate university experience.' So, he purposely became acquainted with his classmates irrespective of their future business potential. Gu YuChen did so knowing Su Ning dislikes people who befriend others with ulterior motives. Admittedly, Gu YuChen has changed, the young master of the past wouldn't spare a second glance to anyone who wouldn't benefit his purpose. Truthfully, it's rather enjoyable to have these candid interactions with his contemporaries. Casually hanging out after a group project, going out for a bite, watching movies together and participating in a friendly football or cricket match, these were all firsts for him.  
However, despite being constantly surrounded by many, Gu YuChen still felt there's a hole in his heart. He wished that he was able to experience these firsts with Su Ning. It saddens him to be reminded that for Su Ning, he is only a temporary existence in her life. She has planned her future without him. 'Su Ning has always been that way. She can live perfectly fine without me. But the same isn't the case for me.' he thought wistfully. For Gu YuChen, Su Ning is the sun. 'After experiencing the warmth and the light of that sun, how can I bear to live without it?' Gu YuChen mused as he recalled a text that describes his feelings exactly.
Had I not seen the Sun
I could have borne the shade
But Light a newer Wilderness
My Wilderness has made—
Author's note: This short poem is titled 'Had I Not Seen the Sun' written by Emily Dickinson.
After Gu YuChen had finished the group project for his Criminal Law class, he had bid goodbye to his friends and declined their offer to grab dinner together. Instead, at 6pm on a Friday night, he was watching a recording of his favorite girl's musical, "The Little Mermaid." Under his orders, Xiao Yi had acquired a copy of the 4K recording from M Academy and promptly sent it to Gu YuChen as soon as it had been professionally edited to include footage shot at different angles. The quality is almost as good as some official music videos owing as well to the spectacular backgrounds and costumes worn by the cast.  
"My little NingNing is really beautiful." Gu YuChen whispered with a smile, his gaze fixed on the screen.
It was around 8pm by the time he had finished watching the musical. Seeing Lin JinYan's public display of affection during the final curtain call irked Gu YuChen tremendously. He had nearly crushed the water glass with his bare hands at the sight. 'This b*stard dares to take liberties while I am away. Tsk.'  
Still he did not forget to send his favorite girl texts of congratulations.  
[YuChen_Fox]: NingNing, I just finished watching your musical.
[YuChen_Fox]: You are wonderful as Princess Ariel.
[YuChen_Fox]: You know...this gege really likes your voice best.
[YuChen_Fox]: (≧ω≦)ゞ
[YuChen_Fox]: Also, remember to wash your cheeks well.  
[YuChen_Fox]: Lin JinYan's lips are dirty
[YuChen_Fox]: (ಠ ∩ಠ)
[YuChen_Fox]: Worried you may catch something. (¬､¬)
To Lin JinYan he sent the following text as warning.
[Rose_JinYan]: Lin JinYan…you little prick.
[Rose_JinYan]: What is going on in that head of yours?
[Rose_JinYan]: How can you think it's okay to take liberties with Su Ning?


Su Ning is a 29 year old lonely overworked accountant who have spent the better part her life supporting her unemployed alcoholic father. After several consecutive 16 hour work days, she suddenly dies of a heart attack on her way home from work. 

However instead of the afterlife, she inexplicably finds herself reborn in the body of 12 year old Su Ning, the beautiful and beloved daughter of Su Kun and Qin Lan. Faced with a second chance in life, Su Ning aims to live happily and comfortably with her loved ones.  However along the way of searching for her dreams, she meets and befriends Gu YuChen and Lin JinYan. Though Su Ning was initially reluctant to get close to them, they soon become the two most important men in her life. 

The heir to the Gu Corporation Ltd., Gu YuChen has lived with constant threats to his life at a young age.  Cold and aloof to everyone, he feels tenderness for the first time upon befriending Su Ning.  

Admired as a musical prodigy, the gentle prince Lin JinYan actually grew up detested by his siblings and blamed for the death of their mother. Suffering from trauma, he was comforted by Su Ning and discovers he is able to freely touch her despite having mysophobia.

The villain and the male lead who was saved by Su Ning's warmth and kindness quickly realize their feelings have turned to love. Faced with adversity, will they be able to protect Su Ning? Who will she choose? 

Get ready for a slice of life story of a transmigrated soul who lets go of the past regrets and unexpectedly finds true love and happiness.

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◇◇◇♡♡♡◇◇◇ THE LAUGHING HIPPOPOTAMUS cont.

He crawled out of the mud where he was wallowing and tramped away through the bushes, and the last his mother heard as she lay half in and half out of the water was his musical "guk-uk-uk-uk!" dying away in the distance. 

Keo was in such a happy mood that he scarcely noticed where he stepped, so he was much surprised when, in the middle of a laugh, the ground gave way beneath him, and he fell to the bottom of Gouie's deep pit. 

He was not badly hurt, but had bumped his nose severely as he went down; so he stopped laughing and began to think how he should get out again. 

Then he found the walls were higher than his head, and that he was a prisoner. So he laughed a little at his own misfortune, and the laughter soothed him to sleep, so that he snored all through the night until daylight came. 

When Gouie peered over the edge of the pit next morning he exclaimed: "Why, 'tis Ippi—the Jolly One!" 

Keo recognized the scent of a black man and tried to raise his head high enough to bite him. Seeing which Gouie spoke in the hippopotamus language, which he had learned from his grandfather, the sorcerer.
"Have peace, little one; you are my captive." 

"Yes; I will have a piece of your leg, if I can reach it," retorted Keo; and then he laughed at his own joke: "Guk-uk-uk-uk!" 

But Gouie, being a thoughtful black man, went away without further talk, and did not return until the following morning. 

When he again leaned over the pit Keo was so weak from hunger that he could hardly laugh at all. "Do you give up?" asked Gouie, "or do you still wish to fight?" 

"What will happen if I give up?" inquired Keo. 

The black man scratched his woolly head in perplexity. "It is hard to say, Ippi. You are too young to work, and if I kill you for food I shall lose your tusks, which are not yet grown. Why, O Jolly One, did you fall into my hole? I wanted to catch your mother or one of your uncles." 

"Guk-uk-uk-uk!" laughed Keo. "You must let me go, after all, black man; for I am of no use to you!" 

"That I will not do," declared Gouie; "unless," he added, as an afterthought, "you will make a bargain with me." 

"Let me hear about the bargain, black one, for I am hungry," said Keo. 

"I will let your go if you swear by the tusks of your grandfather that you will return to me in a year and a day and become my prisoner again." 

The youthful hippopotamus paused to think, for he knew it was a solemn thing to swear by the tusks of his grandfather; but he was exceedingly hungry, and a year and a day seemed a long time off; so he said, with another careless laugh: "Very well; if you will now let me go I swear by the tusks of my grandfather to return to you in a year and a day and become your prisoner." 

Gouie was much pleased, for he knew that in a year and a day Keo would be almost full grown. So he began digging away one end of the pit and filling it up with the earth until he had made an incline which would allow the hippopotamus to climb out. 

Keo was so pleased when he found himself upon the surface of the earth again that he indulged in a merry fit of laughter, after which he said: "Good-by, Gouie; in a year and a day you will see me again." 

Then he waddled away toward the river to see his mother and get his breakfast, and Gouie returned to his village. 

During the months that followed, as the black man lay in his hut or hunted in the forest, he heard at times the faraway "Guk-uk-uk-uk!" of the laughing hippopotamus. But he only smiled to himself and thought: "A year and a day will soon pass away!" 

Now when Keo returned to his mother safe and well every member of his tribe was filled with joy, for the Jolly One was a general favorite. But when he told them that in a year and a day he must again become the slave of the black man, they began to wail and weep, and so many were their tears that the river rose several inches. 

Of course Keo only laughed at their sorrow; but a great meeting of the tribe was called and the matter discussed seriously. "Having sworn by the tusks of his grandfather," said Uncle Nikki, "he must keep his promise. But it is our duty to try in some way to rescue him from death or a life of slavery." 

To this all agreed, but no one could think of any method of saving Keo from his fate. So months passed away, during which all the royal hippopotamuses were sad and gloomy except the Jolly One himself. 

Finally but a week of freedom remained to Keo, and his mother, the queen, became so nervous and worried that another meeting of the tribe was called. 

By this time the laughing hippopotamus had grown to enormous size, and measured nearly fifteen feet long and six feet high, while his sharp tusks were whiter and harder than those of an elephant. 

"Unless something is done to save my child," said the mother, "I shall die of grief." 

Then some of her relations began to make foolish suggestions; but presently Uncle Nep, a wise and very big hippopotamus, said: "We must go to Glinkomok and implore his aid." 

Then all were silent, for it was a bold thing to face the mighty Glinkomok. But the mother's love was equal to any heroism. 

"I will myself go to him, if Uncle Nep will accompany me," she said, quickly. 

Uncle Nep thoughtfully patted the soft mud with his fore foot and wagged his short tail leisurely from side to side. "We have always been obedient to Glinkomok, and shown him great respect," said he. 

"Therefore I fear no danger in facing him. I will go with you." All the others snorted approval, being very glad they were not called upon to go themselves. 

So the queen and Uncle Nep, with Keo swimming between them, set out upon their journey. They swam up the river all that day and all the next, until they came at sundown to a high, rocky wall, beneath which was the cave where the might Glinkomok dwelt. 

This fearful creature was part beast, part man, part fowl and part fish. It had lived since the world began. 

Through years of wisdom it had become part sorcerer, part wizard, part magician and part fairy. Mankind knew it not, but the ancient beasts knew and feared it. 

The three hippopotamuses paused before the cave, with their front feet upon the bank and their bodies in the water, and called in chorus a greeting to Glinkomok. 

Instantly thereafter the mouth of the cave darkened and the creature glided silently toward them.

There once was a powerful Prince who ruled the business world with no heart.

Everything he wanted he took.

One day a cleaning girl getting his home ready for a party caught his eye.

Could someone so simple thaw his hear and turn the beast into a man?

He quickly turned. He picked up a vase and threw it.

He stormed down stairs. "Who is in charge?" he roared.

Bella stood up, "I am sir, my name is Bella Beauté, what can I help you with?" She held out her hand.

He stared at it but could not take in, "It is improper to sit out in front of my home and have a picnic. There is a park down the road eat there."

"I do apologize sir. We will do that from now on. Is there anything else?" Bella tried to keep calm.

With out a word he stormed back into his home. There was still 40 minutes for lunch so they packed up their lunch and headed to the park.

From the window he watched the little girl drive away. 'Bella Beauté... Beauté is french for beauty and she was a beauty.'

[The book is also full of fairytales Bella loves to read]

Little Yu's brows unwittingly knitted tightly into a frown. It was most likely someone's randomly written poem trying to use her to boost popularity.
Nevertheless, within a brief moment, the number of people tagging her grew, all pointing at the same poem.
'What poem is this? How did it get so much attention?'
Fueled by her curiosity, she finally decided to check it out.
[Crab is peeling my shell.
The notebook is writing on me.
The sky filled with me lands on the maple leaf and snowflakes.
Yet you're thinking of me.]
'Such a simple poem!'
That was Little Yu's initial impression. Additionally, the writing style came off peculiar. It was childish, and the sentences seemed to be in reverse. Under normal circumstances, it would not be appropriate.
However, weirdly enough, she felt that the poem carried a hidden meaning. Crab, notebook, maple leaf, snowflakes. They all described one emotion—sorrow.
With that sorrowful feeling in mind, she read the poem again. This time, as she read through the verses, the sorrowful feeling deepened. Suddenly, her eyes narrowed, and tears seemed to pour out from her heart, instantly flooding her eyes.
'Reverse!'
'It was in reverse!'
'This is a revolutionary poem!'
She wiped the tears at the corners of her eyes, and read it for the third and fourth time. The emotions grew stronger, and finally, she took a deep breath and started to voice out her views on Weibo.
[The beauty of language lies in its versatility. I firmly believe poetry to be the canvas for this beauty to be fully expressed. Language can use the simplest words to express the deepest of emotions! This poem is definitely well written. It is different from all other poems. It was written in reverse! It shook me to the core!]
She started by uploading that message onto Weibo. Like a rock that caused a thousand ripples, it instantly attracted the attention of all the viewers.
[It can't be. Even Little Yu is praising that poem?]
[FML. This is my first time seeing Little Yu giving such high praises to a poem. A new writing method? What does this mean?]
[I'll await for the explanation with you guys. Let's appreciate this together!]
[Could it be a circle jerk? Y Cosmetic is an online trend store after all.]
[It's too fake. Just a couple of words and it's getting such great assessment? I just can't see what's so good about it.]
…
Very quickly, the comments under Little Yu's post grew. More and more people started following the thread, all of them trying to figure out the meaning behind this poem.
Little Yu paid them no heed but instead continued to type out her insights.
[I believe everyone here have read the poem. Actually, from the beginning to the end, this poem is in reverse. That is to say, the author is writing about a world turned upside down. You can try to read the poem in reverse.]
'Reading in reverse?'
They once more shifted their focus on the poem.
[I'm peeling the shell of the crab.
I'm writing in a notebook.
The sky full of maple leaf and snowflakes landed on me,
Yet I'm missing you!]
Boom!
Just as they finished reading the last line, all their minds were blown. At that moment, they finally understood what the poem was about.
It was a poem about longing, trying to convey the message of 'I miss you'!
[I believe that everyone has given it a try. After reading it in reverse, those verses make sense now right? The author didn't only express his longing, but it also carried a deeper meaning: You'll only think of me if the world is upside down! This is a sad one-sided love.]
Little Yu's words once more stunned the crowd. In the next moment, they all felt a warmth within them that moved their hearts.
[You'll only think of me if the world is upside down. Hehe, what a sad tale…]
[Ahhh, reading this poem again made me cry. How shameful that I didn't understand it on my first try.]
[This poem is written in a really special way. However, I really can't relate to the sadness it portrays. It can't be that exaggerated right?]
[Previous post, you've never loved someone before right? When you experience a one-sided love, you'll truly understand this poem.]
[That's right. You'll only think of me if the world is upside down. Meanwhile, longing for you has become a part of my life, just like a normal notebook. Sob sob sob…]
[Genius! Only when you understand you'll realize how magnificent this poem is!]
…
In an instant, the poem's explanation spread like wildfire over the internet. On that special occasion, the poem naturally became the most welcomed poem on Singles' Day.
Nothing was more suitable for Singles' Day than a one-sided love.
Furthermore, along with the poem gaining traction, Y Cosmetics rose in popularity too. A lot of people expressed that it was too difficult to court the pretty boss lady of Y Cosmetics. Composing a poem that surpassed theirs? How was that even possible?!
That poem immediately turned into Y Cosmetics' symbol, gaining countless praises.
Ye Lingchen was instead sitting in the back. As he watched his popularity points went from 500 over thousand to 558,978, a faint smile appeared on his face as he remained hidden.
The next day, Ye Lingchen got out of bed early in the morning. After his morning exercise, he calmly waited for Xu Nan to pick him up.
Early in the morning, all the big media platforms were covering the news on autonomous vehicle technology. Aside from the entertainment news channel, some central news broadcasts had also brought up topics on autonomous vehicle technology. It was the arrival of a new era. The significance of this issue resulted in foreign media reporting on it as well.
It would appear that the whole world was focused on that day, a day the people of China took pride in.
At 9am sharp, Xu Nan's car parked outside the gates of Hill Spring Residences.
"Master!"
Seeing Ye Lingchen, Xu Nan immediately came forward to greet him with a smile.
Ye Lingchen returned a nod and got into the car.
The car drove on, and shortly arrived at the exhibit venue.
Looking around, the area was filled with cars. Countless people were coming and going with excitement displayed on their faces as they conversed.
Ye Lingchen saw quite a number of foreigners, ranging from fair to dark skin tones. All of them had an excited smile on their faces.
"Student Ye Lingchen, you're here." Xu Wanqing appeared before Ye Lingchen.
"Teacher Xu."
"I'm sorry about the previous incident. We didn't manage to safeguard your note and had to trouble you again," Xu Wanqing apologized.
Ye Lingchen returned a smile without words.
It would be a lie to say that he was not angry. As he grew steadily, he slowly developed the ego as a prodigy. At first, he did not plan to take further actions, but with Xu Nan as his disciple and Xu Wanqing as a teacher he was close to, it was difficult for him to say no when requested by both of them. Furthermore, autonomous vehicle technology was an important matter. One could even say it directly impacted the technological standing and advancement of China. For those reasons, Ye Lingchen would still try his best to contribute.
"Master, please calm down. You can point out the flaws later and give her a good round of face slapping! Let Abbess Miejue admit her mistakes. I guarantee that she'll offer her sincerest apology!" Xu Nan said coquettishly while tugging at Ye Lingchen's arm...


Ye Lingchen was a regular high schooler who struggled with exams and expectations from his parents.
All that changed after he woke up from a strange dream and discovered that he had been granted the 'Prodigy System'. His life changed from this point on. Reading a book allowed him to learn its content immediately. Listening to lectures granted instant understanding of the lesson. Observation of a technique imprinted knowledge of the technique used.
Learning had never been so easy, and as the saying goes, knowledge is power. In this case, he now had access to a ton of unbridled power. 
What does it feel like to become a 'prodigy' overnight? Follow Ye Lingchen on this journey to discover the limitless possibilities...

Youngho met Sanderson, the Chief of the British Secret Intelligence Service, last time he visited London. Although they could talk on the phone, Sanderson wanted to meet Youngho, so he visited London after his work was finished in Sweden.
The reason that he wanted to see Youngho was to provide a special loan for the autonomous state and to make it a strong ally of the British Intelligence Service. It was called a special loan, but it was basically free money that the state could use. Youngho politely declined the offer because he did not want to lean on the UK too much.
The purpose of the loan was to buy intelligence equipment for the autonomous state's intelligence department because the costs of related equipment exceeded a year's expense of the whole state. The loan was offered to relieve the state's burden. On top of that, Sanderson promised that he would provide British military satellite services and various electronic equipment with a high-performance level of a supercomputer.
It was tempting, but Youngho had to give it up since the British Intelligence Service would naturally start interfering with the autonomous state's work if he took the offer.
Sanderson, who was not happy about Youngho's rejection, visited the Arirang Autonomous State today.


"Mr. Sanderson, you must've gone through the trouble to travel this far. How was your trip?"
 
"I had a comfortable trip because you sent me a luxury jet to Baku, Duke. Thank you."
 
"Excuse me for not coming to Baku to meet you. I would have, but I had to finalize some work here. So, I made you come."

"Oh, that's not a problem at all. If you came to Baku, I wouldn't have had a chance to see the autonomous state."

"This is not a fancy place. We've only formed a small city."

"The Grand Palace is quite magnificent. I've seen it from satellite pictures. I like how peaceful the autonomous state is. London is extremely complex and tiring compared to your city."
 
"I heard that there was a terrorist attack there today."

"Yes, terrorists are still active now. Speaking of which, you've sacrificed yourself for our people. I haven't been able to thank you for your bravery. Your performance saved many lives."

"What do you mean…?"

"We've confirmed that you and your friend were the ones who saved people's lives from a bombed building through security cameras and satellite images. Even though you did a heroic performance, you remained anonymous. Even Her Majesty the Queen was impressed by that."


Youngho did not expect anyone to find out about the terrorist attack incident in London that day, but it seemed that the British Intelligence Service had found out about him and Jong-il. He only jumped in because all he could think about was to save people. He had already forgotten about that incident.
 
"Well, anyone would have done the same in that situation. I'm not a hero or anything."

"How on earth did you attain such supernatural strength?"

"Well, when in an emergency, people can exert superhuman strength. This is often on TV news. Have you heard of the story about a mom who lifted up a car when her child was run over by a car? I was very surprised by what happened that day. I came back to the state and tried to lift up a stone that had a similar weight, but I couldn't do it anymore."

"Hahaha... I see you think you suddenly had Herculean strength."

"Yes, the human body can do amazing things. I just thought the heavens gave me a sudden power at that moment so that I can save people."

Sanderson did not doubt Youngho's lie. It seemed that he was only thinking that Youngho was a gentleman who saved lives and did not brag about it.
 

"Her Majesty wants to thank both of you. Could you visit Buckingham Palace some time?"

"Oh, I don't want to be rewarded over nothing."

"You are indeed a gentleman. Even the Foreign Secretary was praised by Her Majesty because of that. A Danish royal family must be happy to have someone like you as their family-in-law."

"Oh, please stop trying to flatter me. I think I'm getting dizzy."

"I'm also personally honored to know someone like you, Duke."

"That's too much praise. I'm only a clumsy person who still makes a lot of mistakes."

"You saved dozens of lives. It's something only a gentleman can do. So the British government has decided to provide free intelligence equipment instead of a loan. It's a way to express the gratitude of our government. Please do not refuse this time."

"Oh, I don't want to get anything in return for my deed."

"It's just a favor from the government."

"Well, if you insist, I'll give you an answer after I consult with the head director of our Intelligence Department."

Youngho knew that this could not be just a simple favor. It was to tie down the autonomous state, but it was still such a tempting offer.

***

"What did you say? He said he would give those valuable equipment? Even the CIA doesn't give us that much support. Indeed, the British are a gentlemen's country."

Jong-il got excited as he heard the news. It was great news for him since he was annoyed by the lack of equipment for intelligence agents.

"Don't get excited too fast. Sanderson didn't tell me what he wants in exchange yet."

"Stop being a chicken. Even the Queen is inviting us. Why don't we take the equipment first? If they change their word, we'll just give them back those devices."

"You're diminishing the UK. You're talking about the country that used to be on top of the world."

"Don't think too much. With those kinds of high tech devices, we'll be able to count even the number of cockroaches crawling in the Presidential Palace in Astana."

"Are you trying to watch the Presidential Palace too?"
 
"It's to protect the President. He must've made so many enemies while trying to maintain his power."

"Oh, how great is your loyalty."

"Of course. He's the one who entrusted the future of Kazakhstan to the autonomous state. We'll have to protect him."

Jong-il was saying that he would surveillance even the president's bedroom. Saying that he would be able to watch the President's kinsmen's activities, he was getting excited.


"So far, our agents found that the Deputy Prime Minister meets other politicians quite often. If she doesn't have ambitions, there's no reason for her to meet them so frequently."

"I see. Something must be going on between them."
 
"The deputy prime minister is now considered to be the heavyweight in the political world of Kazakhstan. People think that the President is rooting for her. But when they find out that the President is pushing you, they'd be upset. You know they must've used a lot of money for her until now."

"What are they going to do?"

"She and her supporters might even cause a coup ."

"What? Against her father? Oh, you've gone too far now."

"Who knows what hunger for power can do to people?"
 
"So, you're saying that this is why we should accept the equipment from the United Kingdom's Intelligence Service?"
 
"She's not someone that should be underestimated. We really need all the help we can get. You have two options. Give up the autonomous state or get her."

"Phew, it's a hard decision."

***

Sanderson the Chief of the British Secret Intelligence Service spent another day in the state before returning to London.
Youngho decided to take the bait that the UK Intelligence Service had cast out.
It was because he had a huge enemy, the Deputy Prime Minister of Kazakhstan, Dariga. In order to collect data about her, cutting-edge intelligence equipment was essential.
Sanderson returned home happily saying that he would send different types of equipment as well as personnel to install and operate them immediately. Since the UK was not a neighboring nation, the friendship between the autonomous state and the UK would not be broken so easily. Neighboring countries could only be tied to their interests, so often times their alliance was easily broken. That was why a nation had to grow its force to maintain the balance of power with the neighboring countries, or it would be overtaken by others.
Anyway, with the equipment provided by the UK, the autonomous state would be building a trusty relationship with the UK by gathering and sharing information of Central Asian countries. By establishing this relationship, the UK would be gaining a bridgehead in Central Asia through the autonomous state. For now, the autonomous state would have to maintain good relations with the UK which may be a quite substantial friendly force.


"Hey, Chief Sanderson surely promised us to provide military satellite data?"

"Yes. How many times do I have to tell you?"

"I can't believe it. This is too good. With that technology, we'd be able to see everything around the world from our state."

"They will probably give us only the data from Central Asia."

"And we should be thankful for that!"

"Don't you ever think that the UK is tying us down with their support?"

"It's a faraway country. What are you afraid of? Let's think that we have a good partner to exchange information with. Who knows? The UK may become a true ally of Kazakhstan in the future."

"I don't know why I've become so skeptical these days. Everyone looks like a thief to me."

"What's sadder is not being worthy to be even used. Just be glad that the UK finds us useful and is offering us with their intelligence support."

A nation without power would have to beg for peace, and Youngho was sad that the autonomous state is at the same state. Although Jong-il tried to console him by saying that the state was useful, Youngho was still feeling bitter. He comforted himself with the phrase, 'your beginnings will seem humble, so prosperous will your future be.'
 

"I will refrain from visiting Astana for a while."

"You're not going to meet the President and find out his intention?"

"I will talk to him on the phone as long as possible. If I don't show up at the Presidential Palace, I won't be targeted as a political opponent by his daughter." 

"What's the point? She must be keeping her eye on you already."

"She would think that the President and I grew apart if I keep my distance from him so suddenly. It's a simple trick but it works."

"As soon as the devices are here, I'll start watching that woman."

"Yeah, you should. From now on, keep a tight watch on her. I'm saying that we should check even a puppy in her house."

"It's pathetic that I have to focus all of my energy on that woman."

"This is an important matter! All of the people of the autonomous state are at stake."

"So, I'm saying. We should arm ourselves to the extreme. Hire more researchers for the weapons lab. We should make missiles, too!"

"Aren't you tired of saying that?"

"Dude, you always treat me like I'm crazy, but there will be a day that you'll thank me for this."

"Jeez, it's like you're begging for war."

Empire of the Ring is a Korean modern fantasy epic adventure novel that sets in the nations of the Caucasus mountain range which separates Europe and Asia. The nations of Caucasus are regions of many conflicts over territories, ethnicities, and religions. The story begins as Lee Youngho, a warm-hearted Korean merchandiser, takes a business trip to a disputed territory of the Caucasus nations to sell Korean unmanned security systems only to get misconstrued as a spy and caught by Armenian militia. Youngho eventually gets involved with the militia and CIA to help out people of the regions from conflicts and works toward a birth of a new empire in Caucasus.

This is an ongoing novel from Korea with more than 750 chapters as of today. The pace can feel a little bit slow in the beginning but as the story unfolds, you will be drawn into the world of Caucasus. If you are a modern fantasy/adventure lover, you will enjoy learning about different regions and cultures in Eurasia and Eastern Europe as Youngho travels around the places. Happy reading! 

*Disclaimer: The following contains depictions of religion and ethnic disputes. We do not support the author's views, we are only translating and editing the novel. This fictional novel is inspired by real-world people, places, and events — the author has taken these people, places, and events and embellished them as characters with conversations and backgrounds as done in fiction.

After one more night at the castle, Jing Yichen took Shangguan Ning to try the wedding gown the following morning.
Although the wedding gown was not fully done till now, yet it already looked extremely exquisite. It was tailor-made according to Shangguan Ning's measurements.
The moment the drapery of the trying room was pulled open, Jing Yichen caught sight of his wife in the white wedding gown.
He looked amazed. He walked forward to take hold of Shangguan Ning's hands and whispered, "Very beautiful. Never saw you wearing any strapless dress before. Make the rest of the dresses strapless as well."
Shangguan Ning's shoulders were white and slender, and her collarbone was dainty, making her look gorgeous. 
Shangguan Ning had also noticed that she seemed to look pretty in strapless dresses, so she nodded with a smile. "I had the same thought. I like this style as well."
The designer had designed it so well that it fitted amazingly.
They discussed it for a bit more and then took some more measurements of Shangguan Ning, in case her figure changed slightly by that time of the wedding.
After the trial, Shangguan Ning and Jing Yichen held hands and strolled along the streets of London.
Jing Yichen and Shangguan Ning hadn't roamed much in France, because both of them were very familiar with the country. But Shangguan Ning wasn't as familiar with the UK, so Jing Yichen, who had lived in the UK for a long time, acted as a guide for his wife.
After walking for a while, Jing Yichen took Shangguan Ning to the double decker bus and for  sightseeing.
They went to the Parliament Square, the Big Ben, Palace of Westminster, the London Eye etc…
They also went into The Collegiate Church of St Peter at Westminster for a visit…
After they got tired, they visited a British afternoon tea at The Tower Hotel and had a wonderful time.
By the time it was evening, the couple took the car back to the villa. Shangguan Ning was surprised to find out that a beautiful and romantic candle light dinner was waiting for her at home.
She turned to the man next to her. "You prepared this?"
Jing Yichen looked up pleased and said with a smile, "Of course. Romance is in the air. We are not risking our lives this time, we are going to have a good time. Please, my wife!"
Shangguan Ning smiled and sat down in the chair which he pulled out. Seeing him opening the wine bottle and pouring the wine for her, she, who had been a bit tired from all that walking, was soon infected by the romantic and cozy atmosphere.
It was a lovely night. The following day, they went to see the other side of London before heading towards Ireland on the third day. 
They stayed in the UK for one week, tried the wedding gown once again and then headed back home.
During the flight back to the country, Shangguan Ning tried flying the plane once again. Thanks to Jing Yichen's instruction, she had no problem flying it by herself. For Shangguan Ning, it was a very huge accomplishment. 
Driving a car was simple, but flying a plane… was simply so cool!
After they got back to A City, Shangguan Ning sorted the presents which she had brought back from France and the UK well and started to deliver them to Uncle and their friends.
They had missed the weekly meal at Uncle's house when they were in the UK, so they went to make up to him this week.
The couple stayed at home for one day before going back to work the following day.
Shangguan Ning gave the wine bottle and a small present to Lu Qing and then gave one to Mi Xiaoxiao as well.
Mi Xiaoxiao couldn't wait to tear open the gift, the moment she saw it. When she saw the wrap cape of Scottish style, she shook her head and said exaggeratingly, "Honestly, Deputy President Shangguan, can't you be a bit generous to give me a Hermès bag? This wrap cape… well doesn't fit your identity so well!"
Shangguan Ning grabbed the wrap cape and glared at her, "Forget it if you don't want it. This wrap cape cost me more than 10,000 yuan and you still detest it. My salary is not enough for even half of a Hermès bag. You can fly to the UK to get one yourself."
Mi Xiaoxiao was just talking. She liked the wrap cape very much.
She grabbed the wrap cape back and then smiled. "I want it! Give it to me!"
Shangguan Ning smiled as well. They chit chatted for a moment when Mi Xiaoxiao said in a mysteriously low voice, "Our enterprise is going through a turbulent time recently. They all say that Jingsheng will split into half now, one with the President, the other with Second Master for a new group. I am not sure if it is true. Do you have any internal information to leak to me, since you are Mrs. President and the Deputy President both? I need to get ready ahead of time, in case Second Master gets the Department of Public Relations. If that really happens, I will quit immediately. He is such a monster, and I don't want to irritate him…"
Shangguan Ning got so startled by her words that she was speechless for a moment.
What was going on?
How could there be a rumor like this!
It was impossible that Jingsheng would be split into half.
Jing Zhongxiu did mention that Jing Yiran would give half of the inheritance to Jing Yiran, but he had never mentioned that Jingsheng would be split.
Pale, Shangguan Ning grabbed hold of Mi Xiaoxiao and asked with a low voice, "Who said this to you?"
Mi Xiaoxiao was surprised. "Didn't you know? The entire enterprise knows about it already. Even TV-Stations were here for the interview but the Director drove them off. Although TV-Stations didn't get anything, yet it is the headlines in the newspapers already. Oh, yes, it just happened. You were in the UK at that time."
Shangguan Ning couldn't hold it any more. She said, "I am off" to Mi Xiaoxiao and hurried off from the tea room all the way up to the 76th floor.
In the President's office on the 76th floor, Jing Yichen was reading through the plan of a proposed project of the Enterprise. Without knocking at the door, Shangguan Ning barged in.
She forgot to address him as "President" in the hurry. Instead, she called him "Yichen" and asked him anxiously, "Did you hear about the splitting of the Enterprise? What is it going on? Could it have been Jing Yiran's work again?"
Jing Yichen looked up and smiled confidently at Shangguan Ning. "It's just a rumor. Don't worry, Jingsheng won't be split, it will only be mine."
Shangguan Ning let out a slight relief hearing what he said. But she still asked, "The rumor is everywhere in the company. Won't it cause uneasiness amongst the staff?"


Although born in a wealthy, powerful family, Shangguan Ning is motherless and loveless. Throughout her growing years, people use her for their own interests.

Surrounded by people who are a part of her world—her indifferent, ambitious father who uses her in a way no different from a bargaining chip; her vicious stepmother and self-centered stepsister who hate her, bully her, hurt her, not once but all the time; her fiancé, whom she pulls back from the jaws of death, dumps her the minute he recovers.

Is she destined to stay unhappy always? 

Enter Jing Yichen, the heir of the most powerful and influential family in the entire city. Blessed with mesmerizing, charming looks, he is as cold and lethal as an iceberg.

Love doesn’t feature anywhere in his dictionary until he meets Shangguan Ning. There are no sparks or love at first sight, but a slow hot flame starts burning, eventually turning into a roaring fire. Before they know it, they get married. This is a tale of heartbreaks, deception, revenge, and finally finding the one true love!!! 
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By the time, Aarush standing behind the cabin's door tries to hear his mom's voice for satisfaction and also he misses her now, but will never treat her as his mom because he still thinks she ditched his father and went to UK with another man.

(At the beginning of the third month)

The paper work was ready and Aarush send them to doctor via email and said to forward it to Mrs. Niharika. Doctor sends them immediately to his mom and said to let the process done there. Also, she mailed the list of medicines we required here, some are costly and some can be issued legally. Mrs. Niharika said that she'll handle them over there. After mailing, doctor called Aarush to her cabin to talk about his mom. 

Just five to ten minutes, Aarush enters. He was told to sit in the couch and doctor followed him. Dr. Avantika said, "The process in the UK will be handled by your mom, she said she'll doing with care." and he replied in short rude tone, "She's not my mom, maybe your best friend" and she was shocked about best friend topic. "Yes, and sorry doctor, I heard you and she talking in a video call" he continued looking at her face. Dr. Avantika said, "But, why are you so angry with her? What does happen in your past? What does she did...?" and he interrupted with another rude voice, "She did very badly to my dad .... She cheated him.... she ditched him... She left him....." and they continued in this topic.

"How could you say that to her...? How do you know about it??"
"C'mon, now why we are wasting our time here?"
"Because looking at her, I haven't found such things.... also if this is the case, why would she even try to help us or you .... Tell me?"
"May be just to gain sympathy...!"
"Maybe you are thinking wrong my dear Aarush... you haven't known your mom more than I do"
"This is enough for me to know her now...!" 
"Okay tell me when did she left for UK.... month, year or date or any incident...?"

"I was young at that time, what I remember is she told my dad that she is going to meet friend in UK who is ill and doctor said that he will die soon.... so she went there to meet him for 1 month ... dad used to say me this...."
"Whaaattt.... are you serious..... Is this what your dad told to you?" 
"Yeah it's exactly the same ...how could I forget that...."
"Then, how come you end her story being cheating ..?"
"After two months or more, we found that her phone was switched off and later my dad saw his friends social media page ....where she was hanging out with guys and partying everyday.... later when he asked to his friend... he said that ... that lady means my mom ... is single and not married yet... how could she even thought of it ....!!! And since then dad used to get sick often  ..."
"Oh Aarush, I never knew that this story will turned out to be like this ever, so at that age we were just enjoying and the story is not true if you heard this .... I know her and I too went to UK at those days with them, I know the truth part of all this..... Oh god!! Why don't you even tell me that Mrs. Niharika is your mom and then I would have sort out this much before the things seem to be now...."
"What are you saying doctor, it seems too complicated in my mind ... I really want to know what the truth .....Is!!!?? Please doctor speaks up...!"

"Actually, Aarush, the thing is your mom told your dad truth about a friend in his last stage... his name is Swastik who died on those days so he called all his school buddies for one last club party and one last time to play a game truth and dare...  I was also invited and I landed lately, we were not that close friends but because of Niharika we become good friends.... we all joined in the hospital to meet him up.... and then we come to know that he hardly had two months since the day we were together, so we re-planned his birthday party which went just few days back so as to make him happy..... Swastik was kind and very funny man.... he was still the same at that time. ... on that day we all meet a doctor, two three engineers, one philosopher, few of them were lecturers and rest worked in IT or Government companies ... your mom was a best philosopher and counselor, she treats us the same she used to do with us on back school days .... She was very happy about her being married to your father.... she too told me about you.... Yes you were young at that time.... first one month, we just chilled every day and night in the hospital and used to party with every patient there and later even doctors and nurses joined too. Everything was like a happy dream world for him, and then doctors personally said that, he had 20 to 25 days left from today.... and then slowly his organs will not support him, on that day he said, "I wanna live this life as we used to like when we had our school farewell party everywhere in every places of the city ..." so we listed every clubs nearby and we used visit every night. But at last, we went to the famous and rushed club of the city, but there was one condition that, we should not be married but couples were invited. And, among group only Niharika was married so she was left out there, this was the same condition when we went a club back those days, that only couples should enter, and your mom was single so she used to wait for a guy to come single and she would trap her to get entry. She does this many times, so for a prove she used to click lots of random pictures and then post it on social media sites so that she can show it in the entrance... and on that night too she does the same... she waited a lot and then found a college friend of hers then she started clicking those pictures and got an entry. Clever, isn't!!! But, don't then she became friends with all those boys in her partner's group also they posted on social sites too and one hour after 1 at night, Swastik fainted. We all rushed to hospital and doctor told that he is critical now and doesn't have much time. We used to stay besides him every second. And, on the second day, he died.... (paused and emotional) .... and we had a funeral after two days because his relatives were about to come..."

"Then why doesn't mom told this to dad? Why she hasn't called him after that?" he breaks his silence.

"We all were upset and Swastik was close to your mom .... so she was the most upsetting at that moment....so might be she forgot to call... and then many of us were leaving the place and were ready to accept the world they come from. At last only she and I were staying for few more weeks. On the end of the third month she told me to give a phone to her husband as her is dead and can't be repaired anymore as her phone was outdated. She asked me if I had her husband's new number in case, but I wasn't. So she remembered her landline number and she used to dialed every day and night, but no one responded her call don't know why. She used to stay upset. And then, she decided to mail your father about what happened and why she is late. But, after two-three days, we received a reply from your father and then she became unhappy. It was late enough; your dad was already assumed everything which was not even happening this way. His misunderstanding and that posts on social sites gave more glance to what he thought.... When Niharika return to India, she found that, her husband is no more he died because of heart attack, and found hatred in her son's face. We haven't met on the funeral; otherwise this would have clarified on that day itself. She told me on the one year of Swastik's death. When we all met on his condolence in UK, where found that her husband is dead and she decided to stay in abroad. And that's it ....this is what the situation is ... I never knew that she is your mom ....otherwise I would have told you about it... also we haven't talked much after that meet. She is innocent Aarush... you hatred her for her kindness and love for you and your father. Your parents had love marriage how could she even think of cheating your dad, she was loyal and trustworthy dear ... and now, till this date, she lives alone in UK, haven't married again or date someone else."

Aarush ended up with tears. He left without saying to sit with me.

Aarush, a rich family boy, fall in love with the dream girl, Rooh, who loves to travel the world because of which she gives different excuses to walk out of her house so as to see the beauty in a different city. How gonna they meet? Would they gonna travel the city together... But two doctors will have an unexpected ending in the story of their life... What's that?

poem of the day uk novel

ONE RELIGION ,ONE GOD It's human vision, Which created division, Behind which there's no reason, Even God is divided , it's Religion. - Sahaj Sabharwal Jammu and Kashmir, India.

Love's Power

Game of Mass Destruction (online edition)

Game of Mass Destruction

Loved by the Villain and the Male Lead

Beauty and the Beast [A modern day tale]

I Am A Prodigy

Empire of the Ring

My Secretary is a Little Sweet

Two Steps With You

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