Telugu love story modalindhi ma clg sagara end ayyindhi na life long lo

Wang Yibo is the second son of rich industrialist Mr. Wang. Having pursued his education abroad and he is highly westernised. After his studies he came back to China and forced to get married to xiao Zhan who is a first year college student and son of xiao Jian min who is the owner of xiao enterprises and also the best friend of Mr.Wang.

But Wang Yibo agreed to marry Xiao Zhan only under a condition that the marriage will end after a year.

Will they able to continue their marriage or Wang Yibo will divorce Xiao Zhan after a year.????


This fan fiction is based on a Telugu movie Pavithra Bandham (Holy Bond)

Warning:This is an mpreg story



I can't stay silent for more than five minutes when we're drinking our drinks. I started talking with him again. 

I told him that, " You know at some point I feel like we have lots of similarities and also lots of differences in nature. Like I can't stay silent when I'm with someone. I love to talk and you're silent now. I think you love to be silent." 

He says " Everyone has different nature, still that's good that you find similarities between our nature. I love to hear more than to speak." 

I feel okay so he won't mind if I talk too much with him at least he will listen to me silently. 

We both are in the beginning of our friendship and still there are many things which we need to know about each other. 

I asked him " Tell me what you do in your free time. Other than listening to music and singing a song." 

He told me that, " I love to watch movies and webseries. Sometimes going out with my friends. Now you tell me what you do in your free time?" 

I replied to him that, " I read the Novels, watch movies, webseries, and sometimes go out with friends, roommates. Tell me which is your favorite movie?" 

He told me that, " In my favourite movie list it's more than two movies. Some movies I don't get bored no matter how many times I watch it. I love 'Arjun Reddy', 

'KGF' , All parts of Marvel, and this list will go long and long. Tell me about your favourite movie or movie list." 

I tell him that," My favourite movie is also not one it's list includes different languages movies like, 'Chello Divas' in Gujarati language, 'Geetha Govindam' in Telugu language, 'M.S. Dhoni' in Hindi, 'Twilight' and 'Harry Potter' movies all parts in English language. This is my favourite movie list." 

He smiles and says, " Oh great Don't you like Marvel's movies?" 

I smiled and said " Well, I have seen some Marvel movies but not all. My favourite characters are Doctor Strange, Iron Man and Thor." 

He says, " My favourite character is Iron Man in the avengers series." 

Our drinks get finished and I take my pocket out to give the money. 

As I told him that this time the treat is from my side and next time he will give me a treat at his favourite place to drink tea. 

So I pay the bill today for our evening tea and coffee. 

After paying the bill we both come out from the cafe. 

I look at the time on my phone it's 5:35p.m. in the evening. 

We both are walking towards the car where it's parked. 

After sitting in the car he told me " So it's 5:40 p.m. and there is still time to go to dinner. Where would you like to go?" 

I was already thinking that now what next where we will go because we still don't have that much time. I was about to ask him what his plan was for going to the next place and here he is asking me where I want to go. After thinking a little bit I told him that, " We should go to the place which is in the city and a little bit calm where we can spend the time for dinner and our dinner place is also near to that place." 

He smiles and says, " I understand what you are saying and I know one place where we can enjoy together.So can we start our journey now?" 

I smile and say to him, " Okay, let's go. Can you tell me where we are going." 

He starts the car and also starts the music tape. 

He has a place in his mind and he decides where we will go. He asked me should we start our journey. So I said yes to start our journey and asked him where we should go. 

He smirks and says, " You will get to know when we reach the destination." 

I feel a little irritated because he is keeping things and said, " You can tell me at least name of place but I think you're not in the mood to tell me. I think we both are equally stubborn." 

He looks at me and says, "Well you're saying the truth. So there's something similar between us. You started knowing me." 

I smiled and said, " Yes , I've started knowing you. We have similarities between us and also differences between." 

He says, "Well with the time we will discuss more similarities and differences between us let the right come." 

Our conversation continues and he drives the car while enjoying the music. 

After a twenty minutes ride we reached our destination.

"What kind of love do you want from me?" Aarav asked Aarya. 

 " I want you to love me Till You Can. I don't want you to say anything in pressure. I want you to realize your feelings for me from your heart. I only want your love from your heart."
Aarya told Aarav. 

Aarav is a guy who doesn't want to fall in love with his friend Aarya because he is afraid of falling in love and to accept his feelings towards her. Aarya wants that he realises his feelings without having any fear about love. 

Aarya is a medical student who was always focused on her studies and she fell in love for the first time with Aarav. Aarya is a girl loved by all the people around her. 

Aarav is an Engineer student who is interested in making his career in singing. For other people, he is a kind of guy who can express only one emotion that's anger. Only people who are close to him knew him properly.


Will Aarav understand what loves truly means?



To know more about them read the mesmerising journey of Aarya and Aarav.

It's my first fiction novel if you love to read it please share it, give your review and vote to my novel.

Oh MY GANAPATHY BAPA What happening in my life Ahh now I'm standing in middle of a forest in Assam with Stanger while wearing their traditional wedding dress and getting married to that Stanger against my will.

I didn't plan my marriage like this never. I have lots of dreams about my marriage. it's not my plan of wedding. I want my marriage like festival. I want to get married in five different ways like telugu traditional wedding, tamil traditional wedding, panjabi or Gujarati or marathi traditional wedding , Church wedding , muslim wedding. i want a destination weddings in goa or Andaman Island for minimum five days in five different types of wedding. Yah I know I have weirdest dream but it's is my life time dream and don't judge me guys I know I'm weird but that me.

Ahh where is my manners I forgot to introduce myself, well sorry guys I can't keep my mouth shut so that a reason I'm taking to myself in my thoughts.

Well first let me introduce myself I'm Aaranya Yah just Aaranya no family name or dad name. Has I so engrossed in my speaking I forgot now I'm getting married. well my thoughts intercept by that Stanger, has he placed pinch of sindhoor in my hair line and tie mangalsutra or thali in my neck.

well I think Im not just Aaranya any more and I don't know this Stanger name well now my stange husband's name.
so you guys call me Aaru. Im a traveler, you Tuber, blog writer, or you can simply say Aaru the explorer well it's like favourite cartoon show in childhood Dora the explorer well now too it's my favorite but I love Doraemon and shinchan more now. 
I'm 24 age old girl. I love to travel so I started my travel at 18 age. Five years I'm traveled lots of places like Agra, Kerala, karanataka, Tamilnadu, Mumbai, Andra, Telugunadu , I'm Graduated tourist and hotel management in India best open University. I work has Traveler writer, You Tuber, bloger, Volunteer, Take Stock Photographs, Work Remotely, Buy Local Products and Sell them Online, Work on a Yacht Crew, Work on Farms of other people ect.
I love to explore new things. What I'm saying? yah yah now I'm married and didn't know my so called husband name.
My dream got scattered.
Now what ?????

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Okay guys this is my third story. This is my story. I don't want any to copy this if anyone do you guys have to face worst of mine. 

i hope guys like Aaranya. but how our Aaru got married ?? well stay tuned in next chapter our Aaru will explain till then 
bye my sweethearts.

                               ~ Siri Yardhu ❤️






A day to remember , everyone has both a special day and worst day in their life, so here our heroine Aaranya or you can call her Aaru, the queen of ran away.
Her speciality is running, no she is not a Athlete or a sports player, she run away from her problems, everything. 
Till now she running away, what happen when she couldn't runaway could she able to face it ??

Her dream is to get married but she couldn't stay committed, well it's weird right, weird is her mid name. what is actually her dream?? what happened in the dream? let's see the story of weird girl and her day that turned her life upside down.

"No this won't work."

"Good, but not enough."

"Should I add this part? or will it become messed up?."

"Still not good enough."

"May be I should..."

....

...

It's been 2 days since that day. Aside of eating, sleeping and some daily routines, Arjun fully immersed in internet. He had been reading articles, stories, gossips, reviews, comments about Tollywood for 2 full days without taking a break.

Unlike most of the other countries, India in his previous world didn't had an official National Language. Although Hindi was considered as one, it was only popular in some states but not in all. There were 29 states in Previous India, with hundreds of different languages. But only 22 languages were official.

As for the India in this world, there weren't 29 states here but 10 regions apart from one independent capital city.

Similarly, the languages are also different.

Delhi City - Engish language is popular here

Kashmir Region : Kashmiri as it's official language, it's entertainment industry called Kashywood

Himalaya Region, Madhya Pradesh region: Ancient Sanskrit language, Himawood

Bihar Region, Uttar Pradesh region, Rajasthan Region : Hindi language, Bollywood

Tamil Nadu Region : Tamil language, Kollywood

Kerala Region : Malayam language, Mollywood

Telangana Region, Andhra Region : Telugu language, Tollywood.

This world's Indian regions were a lot randomized and simplified than Arjun's previous Earth's India. But the complexity, it still exist.

Except for the times when everyone unite to fight against foreign enemy, the innate rivalry among the regions is still there.

It was not just languages that are different, even traditions, food varieties, cultures, tastes are also different. One thing that is popular in one region might not be as popular in other regions.

The reason why Arjun was so hesitating is precisely because of this. 

For his first performance, should he re-create something that was World wide famous?

Or Nation wide famous?

Or Region wide famous?

As he was debating internally, Arjun suddenly a remember a story. A famous story called 'Gajendra Moksham' from the book 'Bhagavatham', one of the sacred books of Hinduism from his previous world.

( My translation ( it might not be that correct, just for reference anyway): Ganjendra Moksha - Liberation of Elephant King; Bhagavatham - The story of the Almighty one.)

Once upon a time, there was a king of Elephants, which was huge and very arrogant. Even when facing Lion, the king of forest, it never showed fear. It was always fearless and unbridled. 

One day, it rudely entered into a lake, which was originally a territory of a normal crocodile. It started bathing arrogantly, not at all caring about the small crocodile. Since it's size was only one tenth of Elephant's, the Elephant king completely disregarded it.

Being provoked it's dignity, the crocodile got angry. It bit the Elephant king's leg between it teeth and tightened it's grip, started dragging the Elephant king towards the depth of lake.

The arrogant Elephant king instantly became powerless. It had a strength which was multiple times higher than the small crocodile, but so what? It couldn't muster any of it in the water at all. For days and nights, it struggled desperately. Yet the Elephant king couldn't break free from Crocodile clutches at all.

That was until Great Vishnu, one of the 3 supreme Gods descended personally to save the Elephant king, who was his loyal worshipper. 

So no matter how powerful you are outside, you have bow your head to local dragons in their regions.


Arjun's eyes shined as he remembered the story. 

Indeed. No matter how famous, how great, how awesome an Oscar film might be, it could never be as popular as a local cinema in that place.

So in the end, Arjun decided to choose something that was very popular in Telangana state from his previous world. 

Thankfully, he confirmed that while this Telangana region is a lot randomized than his previous world Telangana State. The tastes of people, basic traditions and beliefs are still same. So Arjun doesn't need to worry if those from his previous world will work here are not.

After careful research and lot of internet surfing, Arjun finally a choose to perform a Comedy skit for the Fest.

There were multiple reasons for him to choose this.

First, his skill in talking is highest, at SR Grade. So he could make more impact on the crowd through Skit than through singing or dancing. 

Second, efficiency. Skits are a lot easier to practice. With only 1 week remaining for the Fest, Skits are far better option than others.

Infact, the first and seconds reason were just secondary, the most important reason is Arjun found this world's comedy skits lacking. They were just too lacking. 

During the last two days, he watched many skits online. Comparing them to those from his previous world, he couldn't help but feel they were bland.

Take the elephant and ant joke for example: Once an ant and elephant were going on a new scooter. They met with an accidant.The elephant was died but ant was alive. Why?

Because ant was wearing a helmet !

..... Lame, right?

This kind of jokes can make you smile but not make laugh your heart out. Those skits are also similar. They can make you smile but can not make you laugh loudly. 

The people of this world are truly pitiful.  They never experienced the true comedy skits. The kind of true comedy skit that doesn't had complex dialogues, the kind of ones that doesn't need one to put much thought into, the kind of simple one that can make you laugh you ass out.

Anyway now that he is here, he definitely had to show these people what true comedy is and he had the perfect idea about what to show.

Jabardasth!

The one of a kind comedy show that crowned as best among Telugu shows for more than 5 years. Among the over 1000 skits, the number of hit skits are not small.

Since the time he could perform on the stage is limited, he naturally can't perform all of those skits. So he could only choose best parts from some best skits and assemble them into one super skit.

Honestly Arjun kinda felt embarrassed for using without their creator's consent. 

But for the sake of rise of entertainment industry, for the sake Tollywood development, for the sake people's happiness, for the sake of him becoming a world famous- *Ahem for the sake of world peace, he could only grit his teeth and continue for the cause.

"...."

Anyway, after a few hours 'hard work', he finally made a satisfactory script for the skit.

"Now time to recruits the actors for skit."

Arjun thought about it for moment before calling his friend Sri Ram.

The other side quickly answered the call

"Hey dude, Pulihora mixing successful?"

Sri Ram's teasing voice echoed through the phone, making Arjun roll his eyes.

( Note: Pulihora is a south Indian rice speciality. The phrase 'pulihora mixing' is used when teasing someone who tried to flirt with a female.)

"Forget about that.. I got some work for you to do. Bring Pranav and a couple of others to my place. Be fast."

Arjun quickly hung up the phone, not wanting to hear any of the Sri Ram's nonsense.

Arjun picked up a strange mobile phone that only had 2 apps: YouTube, Google. The next day he woke up, he found himself in a parrallel world. Surprisingly, the phone also accompanied him to this world.

With the cheat-like phone and a handsome face, Arjun found himself the way to realise his dreams thus becomes an ultimate plagoriz- *ahem World Famous Super Star.


Note: Cover isn't mine, all credit to the it's creator :)

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Alexis sighed and stared at the multitude of unanswered texts. It was a wonder Jackie hadn't blocked her at all. She was a terrible friend, she knew, and a cowardly one at that. Her approach to problems was always ignoring them. Perhaps if she pretended they didn't exist, they'd cease to exist. Alexis wasn't Aarav. She avoided confrontation like last season's clothes. 

Manipulation had never once been her intent. She never wanted to hurt anyone. Instead, she preferred to avert the worst possible outcome. Truth was an ugly and painful thing. It was better to whitewash it, wrap it up in pretty paper with a shiny bow, than to address it. Or at least, that was what Alexis always believed. Aarav disagreed and he made that crystal clear during their confrontation. 

She wasn't like him. Not at all. Being assertive was never a trait she owned. She never took charge and would rather let events run their course. All she did was sit back and watch. It was better to accept things the way they were instead of causing issues. Until it wasn't anymore. 

Lies were safe. Lies were fine. But only if they didn't come crumbling down. Times like this, Alexis wished she wasn't herself. If she had just been a little less passive, a little more bold, she would've spoken up the minute Liam and Mason made their wretched bet. But she was her and her inaction meant she was a horrible friend. She swallowed hard and wiped at her watery eyes. Jackie likely wouldn't forgive her and Alexis wouldn't blame her. 

Grabbing a tissue to dab at her face, she dialed Liam's number. The phone rang for a minute before going to voicemail. She grumbled and called him again. He had never been good at responding. 

"Alexis?" His voice was groggy from having just woken up. 

"Hey." The girl took a deep breath and leaned back against the couch. "I was just wondering if you've talked to Aarav or Jackie yet."

"Why would I?" 

"Well, both of them are mad about the bet."

"I know. 

"Aarav blew up at me the other day and Jackie isn't answering any of my texts."

"Some things can't be fixed. You didn't do anything. "

"That's the thing. I should've said something earlier about the bet. It's just…"

"You know how Aarav is. When he's mad, you don't push him further. His temper's a nasty thing." 

"He hit you in the face."

Liam scoffed. "He doesn't hit that hard." 

"Aarav might be blunt but he's not violent. He'd rather talk things out than start a fistfight. What'd you say to set him off?" 

"He figured out about the bet when I was talking to Mason." 

"And?" 

Something was wrong. She just couldn't place her finger in it. There was a piece missing from the overall equation. The blond was silent on the other end of the line for a moment until Alexis pointedly cleared her throat. 

"I kinda blamed him for Jessica's death too."

Alexis inhaled sharply. "Liam!" 

"Hey, he blamed me first!" 

"Now we're Aarav's two most hated people."

"You sure he doesn't hate Camilla more?"

Alexis groaned. "We have to fix this. You and me." 

"It's over. Jessica's gone. I can't be the only one who's noticed that our group's slowly been falling apart. It might be time to let it go instead of hanging onto dead memories."

"Maybe you're right. But friends forever or not, we have to make things up to them. Jackie especially." 

"There's no fixing this mess. Might as well leave it alone."

"You were the instigator in all this! You're not even going to try apologizing?" 

"Why would I? Neither are going to forgive me." 

"It's not about forgiveness. It's about setting the situation right."

Her grip tightened on the phone and she pressed her lips together. "I'm going to try, with or without you." 

. . .

Liam's betrayal had left a bruise, an emotional black and blue, aching every time she touched it. It was like when you kept poking and prodding at the injury, knowing it would hurt more but couldn't stop. Jackie had to stop herself from stalking his social media pages. Did he show any morsel of regret? She doubted it. People posted the most idealistic versions of their lives online. Even if Liam did feel sorry, the fact wouldn't appear on his Instagram page. 

So why did her fingers still hover over the link to his profile?

"Don't," Aarav said as though reading her mind. He might as well have. He could see through everything.

"I wasn't actually going to do it." 

He pulled to a stop at a red light and held out his hand. Long slender fingers, tips calloused from guitar. "Phone, now." 

"Fine." Jackie huffed but handed over her phone. It'd be better if temptation was removed anyway.

"You sure you don't want to stay home?" 

She held out both hands with palms facing upwards as though weighing her options. "Between going to the amusement park and crying in my room while listening to Taylor Swift, I prefer the former." 

"If that's what you really want." 

"I can blast 'White Horse' later, but no way am I missing up the chance for a day of fun." 

Aarav glanced at her and raised his eyebrows. "That's… actually a reasonable statement." 

"I have all the time in the world to be sad. But happiness is fleeting so I'd rather be happy." 

"Is it really happiness if it's forced?"

She rubbed her eyes. "I'd rather try to enjoy myself. There's more chance of me genuinely having fun than if I don't try at all."

"You're allowed to be sad. That's not something you can turn on and off. Don't feel like you need to rush to get over what happened."

"Does that also apply to you with Jessica?"

Aarav gave an almost imperceptible nod. "I guess it does." 

"Who's Jessica?" Aadhira asked from the backseat. She'd fallen asleep during the ride and was now rubbing her eyes. 

"It's not important." He pulled into a parking spot near a bright blue car and tugged the key out of the ignition. "We're here."

"Okay," muttered Jackie.  

She pulled her jacket tighter around herself and looked blankly around the amusement park. Multiple shops and game booths lined the walkway while screaming children chased after one another with sticky hands. Popcorn kernels littered the concrete and people walked past with snacks in hand, dripping ice cream cones and Coca Cola cups and swirls of cotton candy. It was strange to think that though someone had just used Jackie for a stupid game, others were having perfectly happy days. The universe was unfair. 

"Jackie." 

She didn't have to look to know Aarav was watching her with one of his impenetrable gazes. 

"I'm fine," she said, moreso trying to convince herself than him. 

"You sure?" 

It was impossible to lie to him, not when he could pick up on every microexpression. She settled for changing the topic. "Let's go get tickets. You're still paying?"

"I'm keeping my offer. Besides, I doubt you have that much spare cash on hand." 

"Hey, I'm not that broke." 

"You mentioned your family struggling to pay the electricity bill."

"Funny you should mention that. You know how we were fifty dollars short? One day, I just randomly found fifty-one in my bag."

As expected, Aarav rolled his eyes. "It must've been money you misplaced from work. You're so scatterbrained."

"It's not!" she insisted. "I'm telling you that it's a miracle."

"Miracles don't exist."

"Yes they do." Jackie huffed, knowing it was a lost argument. He was never one for superstition and the supernatural. 

"I think they're real!" Aadhira clung to her arm, brown eyes steeled in certainty. In another hand, she clutched Flappy the elephant.

Mock offense flashed across Aarav's face and he smiled. "I can't believe I've been betrayed by my own sister." 

Jackie giggled and slung an arm around the six-year-old. She leaned forward to whisper conspiratorially. "We make a good team."

When Aarav returned with tickets, the group headed to the fairgrounds. Winter's wrath had begun to subside. This particular day was warmer than usual and the sky was decorated with candy-floss clouds. Screams sounded in the distance while the train shot across rattling roller coaster tracks, mixing with the faint music coming from open booths and the occasional groan or elated cheer. Jackie could almost forget about Liam and Alexis and the whole bet. Almost. 

Her fingers reached into her pocket for her phone until she remembered that Aarav had confiscated. He knew she'd want to keep checking their online activity. Of course he knew. It was near impossible to get anything past him. A small smile spread across her lips and she folded her arms. She couldn't deny that he was right. 

"Where should we go?" she asked. 

"Haunted house!" shouted Aadhira. 

She jabbed a finger at the purple and black building with fake skeletons dressed in dark robes and the name spelled out on the front in a decorative horror font. Under the bright light of day, it looked cheap and obviously fake. There was clearly nothing to be afraid of but Jackie gulped anyway. She'd never enjoyed scary entertainment whether it be horror movies or theme park attractions. 

"This just screams tackiness. The costumes and props aren't even well-made," Aarav grumbled but handed over tickets to the man at the front. 

Jackie thought it was endearing how he was so devoted to his little sister. Unfortunately, this meant that she too would be dragged along into the house of horrors. She couldn't disappoint Aadhira and Aarav couldn't leave her alone. The only other option was sitting outside alone in a crowd with a bunch of strangers. Being by herself with her thoughts sounded more terrifying than any monster in the dark. Besides, maybe the haunted house would be scary enough to further distract her from yesterday. 

A zombie popped up in front of them, making Jackie jump. His skin was painted white with smears of red and black around his eyes and mouth. She seized Aarav's arm and shuffled behind him. 

"Relax, it's just special FX makeup. Shoddily applied, might I add." Aarav patted her shoulder and she released her grip on him. 

The zombie scowled. "What would you know?" 

"Plenty enough to know this isn't worth my money." 

"Aarav!" hissed Jackie. 

"Fine, whatever, I'll stop." 

With one last glare, the zombie went over the rules and protocol before leading them and the following guests inside. They entered a room with a crackling fireplace that cast eerie shadows on expectant faces. Above it was a portrait of a tall bony man dressed in black that reminded her of Dracula. It didn't help that the place had red accents everywhere. Painted yellow eyes stared down at her, burning into her soul. Meanwhile, Aadhira was bubbling with energy when a booming cackle filled the air. Jackie sighed and rubbed her arms. At least one of them was excited about it. 

"From the speakers." Aarav pointed and sure enough, there were small black contraptions in the corner of the room. 

"Are you going to keep pointing out all the flaws?"

"If it makes you any less afraid, yes."

"It's not working. Fear isn't a rational thing."

"Worth a try."

"Come on, I want to find monsters!" said Aadhira. 

Jackie watched Aadhira's wild black curls bounce up and down in the dim red lighting while she headed through a creaky door hanging off its shingles. The floorboards were warped with water damage while the plaster walls were riddled with holes. Aarav stepped forward and set a hand on her shoulder to steady her. 

"Don't run off, okay? We don't want to lose you in here."

The six-year-old tugged impatiently on the sleeve of his jacket. "You two need to hurry up then."

Jackie bit her lip and followed after them, falling into step at Aarav's side. She stayed close to him, unwilling to let him out of sight. "I hope there aren't any jump scares."

"There probably are. Judging by the look of this place, the actors must rely on cheap tactics."

"You're not scared? Not one bit?" In her peripheral vision, his sister was happily skipping down the hallway, brown eyes wide in amazement at the spooky props. Lack of fear must run in the family. 

"Kind of hard to be. I'm surprised you are."

"I hate horror stuff."

"All of it's fake."

"It's still terrifying." Her hands wrapped around his arm again. 

"Just breathe. Neither one of us are going missing."

"You sure about that? Totally and completely sure? It's always the skeptic who gets killed off, you know."

"Just relax. Nothing's going to happen."

Nothing except for a man in a clown suit jumping out of nowhere. He was clad in bright stripes and polka dots with the signature crimson of fake blood splattered across his clothes. His face was painted bone white with a red nose and one thin line through each eye. 

"You said nothing was going to happen!" Jackie's heart pounded and she swallowed hard, using Aarav to hide the clown from sight. Her grip tightened on his arm, fingers trembling and knuckles white.

"He's not going to harm you. Remember, the actors aren't allowed to touch participants."

Aadhira immediately kicked the actor in the shins and folded her arms with a huff. "This isn't fair. I hate clowns! I wanted a grim reaper."

"That's against the rules too." Aarav pulled his sister away with his free hand. "You can't kick the clown."

"Yes please, get him away," Jackie whimpered. 

"You're not encouraging violence to my little sister!"

"I can if it's Pennywise 2.0!"

"Well, it isn't," he said firmly, still struggling to restrain his sister. 

The clown grumbled while stalking off, "I'm just a guy doing his job who does not get paid enough to deal with children."

Aarav sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Jackie, you need to calm down and stop cutting off the circulation to my arm. Aadhira, don't attack anymore monsters."

"Fine," said both girls. Jackie loosened her grip but didn't completely release him. 

"Let's hurry! I can't wait to find a grim reaper," persisted Aadhira. 

"I definitely can." 

"If you really need to stop, there are exits all over this place."

"It's fine. I don't want to spoil your sister's fun. Let's just get through the rest of this." 

Jackie felt stupid. There was a six-year-old happily exploring through the haunted house like it was a beautiful fairyland, and she was clinging to Aarav like a scared little kid. The dark had always unnerved her, and she still couldn't sleep without her nightlight turtle to project glowing stars on her bedroom walls. The turtle also had three soothing colors options so the night could be a magical escape rather than a monster breeding ground. 

Thankfully, the rest of the haunted house went uneventfully. She managed to walk out of it without suffering a heart attack. After the ordeal, Jackie was sure she'd never set foot in such a place again. Aarav peeled her grip off his arm and smoothed out his sleeve. 

"I'm surprised my arm's still attached," he said. 

"Sorry," she replied sheepishly and wiped her sweaty palms on her jeans. 

One good thing about the haunted house: she hadn't thought about yesterday's events for the entirety of the half hour they spent inside. The fake monsters had done their job of distracting her—if perhaps a little too well.

"I wonder if there are better haunted houses out there, one with grim reapers. I want to borrow his pointy stick thing," babbled Aadhira. She spun her plush elephant around, oblivious to the fact that Jackie had nearly dropped dead from fear. 

Aarav corrected, "It's called a scythe." 

Jackie sighed and messed with her hair ribbon, wrapping the ends of the bow around her finger. "I never liked Halloween, but it's officially my least favorite holiday now."

Aarav crouched down to look his sister in the eye. "Why don't you say we try something new?" 

"The Ferris wheel?" Jackie suggested.

"Okayyyyy," agreed the little girl. She started skipping in the direction of the giant spinning structure. 

Thank the heavens. Ferris wheels were peaceful, calming, and didn't resemble creepy monsters and ghosts. Jackie's shoulders relaxed and she let out a slow breath. 

"I bet it looks prettier during the night. That way, you can see all the lights."

"Really?" Aadhira's eyes lit up. 

"Yeah, it's always amazing." 

The little girl then tugged on her brother's sleeve. "Can we come back later then?" 

Aarav checked the time on his phone. "Maybe. We can't stay out too late since Amma(1) and Nanna(2) are returning today."

"Another business trip?" asked Jackie.

He nodded. "They tend to be gone a lot. The servants keep up with the household anyway, so it's never been that big of a deal."

"It's sad." She frowned. Even though Dì(3) Hiếu worked long shifts to make ends meet, she still made an effort to see Jackie and Joanna. The thought of often being in a large empty house without a parental figure sounded lonely.

"I guess. I'm used to it." 

"What about Aadhira?" 

"It's been like that since before she's born. My mom had nannies to care for her instead." 

"Don't you ever want them around more?"

"I guess anyone in my place would." Aarav shrugged and adjusted his glasses. "But it's work. Can't do anything about it."

The line was thinning as a worker helped people into the pastel painted capsules. Gradually their group was moving closer to the front. Aadhira swung back and forth on the metal railing, nearly kicking one woman and receiving a dirty look in response. She giggled and hurried to Jackie's side while clutching her elephant. Suppressing a smile of amusement, the older girl hugged the child to her and shielded her from the lady's burning glare. 

When they made it to the front, they were quickly shepherded into a capsule and the door clicked shut. It swayed gently back and forth while the wheel rolled them higher and higher. Jackie looked out at the people below, little dots with barely recognizable features. They reminded her of a doll set. 

"How are you terrified of a tacky haunted house but not afraid of heights?" Aarav raised his eyebrows at her. 

Aadhira hopped off her seat and scurried to the other side. The sudden movement caused the capsule to swing forward, making him flinch. His eyes were steeled forward, jaw firmly set. 

"Are you afraid of heights?" Jackie asked. 

"You could say that, but it's not to your extreme."

"I wasn't that scared!"

"You nearly needed to be revived with smelling salts."

"Did not." Jackie elbowed him in the side and fought back a giggle. 

His hands were folded in his lap, partially covered by his jacket. There was a small jagged line on the side of his finger in the shape of a lightning bolt. It was mainly pink and white at the ends. A little thing barely noticeable. No one would see unless they were looking closely. 

Maybe Jackie always had. 

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1 — mother | Telugu 

2 — father | Telugu

3 — aunt, mother's younger sister | Vietnamese

Through the trials of high school theatre and teenage drama, an unlikely connection ties multiple teenagers together by the final curtain call.

What after school isn't in my hands

After successfully killing my first dream, my parents gave me an opportunity to choose a group for 11th class.
You know having typical Indian parents we have only two groups to choose, one in maths or in science. Because you have to be either an engineer or a doctor. else you are not successful according to your living society.
Nothing to wonder, I too have the same type of parents. I said that I have got an opportunity to choose a group right, it's an opportunity to select one from what my parents want me to choose not what I want to learn.
Nanna, I can't study maths and science let me go with the Arts. Are you a stupid stop being childish, what are you going to make with arts. Look at your mama's son, he did his engineering, and work in the most renowned software company and earning 80k per month. Think big about your future like everyone does, and choose a group between maths and science.
No, nanna, I have no interest in those subjects, I requested my parents.
But there's no use of requesting these typical parents who think good marks can make you successful.
I couldn't dare to argue with my dad and have no option except for maths. But deep inside I was feeling very low, why they compared me with others and emphasizing me to enhance their strengths to lead my life? Why should I copy others lifestyle to lead my life? But these words were buried inside me with fear and prepared myself, to join intermediate(the 11th class with MPC) which can make an engineer.
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probably my parents would be so happy about choosing a course they want me to opt.
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Ummm, the first day to college and I'm soo nervously entered the classroom and as usual, you know. People fight for the first bench in school and for the last bench after school. That's how the life of everyone evolves. Probably I was the hapless person on that day and I have no option except to be seated on the first bench. And that was the first time I really felt Of having an online booking for benches too. so that I could get a seat on the last bench. During the complete course. Fifty minutes passed and our class got rid of that tall fat maths lecturer who looks like a white coloured hulk and whatever he's explaining is very arduous to understand to my little brain. It's time for another class now it's English as per time table, I love English and Telugu classes because we never find any formulae or any stupid theories which I have to fix in the mind.
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Hi, students, good morning I'm Mr Kiran said our lecturer stepping into our school. good morning sir, we replied all together. It's our first class, what do we do now? None replied. Let's go, home sir, I murmured. What? Mr Kiran asked me in a low voice and I just smiled. No problem saying louder, what do you want to say. nothing sir, I replied. Ok, I'll decide let us introduce ourselves to everyone, umm from where should I start with you, Mr Kiran said pointing his hand towards me. From the last sir, I said. He smiled Ok hey, you last Girl let us start with you, just say your name, your school name and from where you are coming. 
"Good morning sir, I'm Jennifer, I studied in R.K.P.School and I belong to Repalle".
When I heard the name Jennifer my heart rate went high and started beating vigorously and in a flash, I turned my head back to confirm is really she's here, yes she is the girl. Jenny my classmate, my lovesick from past 3 years to whom I couldn't dare to tell her that I enamoured her. Whatever happened was history let it go. Now Finally, I got something I like in this college after losing my wants. 
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to be continued.

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Poonam convinced Yajna to join her in the competition. On the day of the competition, Nikhil was anchoring Job "Hello guys, Welcome to New Year Special Singing Competition…" 

Few Trainees sang a song. It was Poonam's turn. She sang from "Kuch khas hai kuch paas hai song from Fashion movie". 

Next was Yajna's turn. She started singing "Taylor swift Love Story song" 

"We were both young when I first saw you
I close my eyes and the flashback starts
I'm standing there
On a balcony in summer air
... 

Romeo, save me, I've been feeling so alone
I keep waiting for you, but you never come
Is this in my head? I don't know what to think"

Yajna continued singing surprisingly Nikhil started singing along with her
"He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring
And said, "Marry me, Juliet
You'll never have to be alone
I love you and that's all I really know
I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress
It's a love story, baby, just say, Yes
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
'Cause we were both young when I first saw you"  

Yajna muttered to Nikhil "That was unexpected" 

Yajna said "Thank you" to the audience and left. 

A Tamil guy named Ganesh sang a Telugu song which is dubbed version of Tamil song "Yethi Yethi from Varanam Aayiram" 

Atshara said "He is Tamilian. He could have sang that song in Tamil" 

Yajna laughed and said 
"I heard it from him. He wants to marry Telugu girl, he believes Telugu girls are beautiful and he started learning the language for his future wife" 

After everyone sang the song. One of the judges said "I felt our anchor could sing well too. Why don't you sing a song for us?" 

Nikhil asked "Should I have to sing now? I didn't prepare anything" 

Nikhil started singing 'Phir Mohabbat song from Murder 2' without Karoke

Yajna looked at Nikhil in surprise. "Why do I feel he is singing for me?" 

"Jab jab tere paas main aaya, Ik sukoon mila
Jise main tha bhoolta aaya, Wo wajood mila
Jab aaye mausam gham ke, Tujhe yaad kiya
Jab sehme tanhapan se, Tujhe yaad kiya" 

(Meaning: Whenever I came near you, I got a peace,
The one I had kept forgetting, I got that existence
When the weather of sorrow came, I remembered you,
When I was scared with loneliness, I remembered you) 

"Dil.. Sambhal ja zara
Phir mohabbat karne chala hai tu
Dil.. yahin ruk jaa zara
Phir mohabbat karne chala hai tu
Aisa kyun kar hua janu naa
Main janu naa" 

(Meaning: O heart, be steady,
You're going to fall in love again,
O heart, stop here itself,
You're going to fall in love again,
How it has happened, don't know,
I don't know..) 

Everyone appreciated him after he finished his song. 

Judges have announced the winner of the competition "Poonam in third place, Ankit in 2nd place and Aayush in first place" 

Yajna congratulated Poonam on winning the second place. 

Yajna said to Nikhil "If you have participated, you would have won the First place of the competition"

Nikhil said "I know"

Ankur muttered to Nikhil "Did you just proposed to her through the song?" 

Nikhil said "Nooo.. Maybe"

A forbidden love story of Draupati and Karna in Mahabharata. This novel will not talk about actual mahabharata story. 

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