Introvert2001 Stories

Cover Credits: @AMBER_0501 I woke up with a smile and looked around. The white canopy gave me a hazy look of the room I spent my last night in. It was an amazing night. He made me his last night. My Arjun accept my feelings last night. Nothing can make me more happier than this. The tints and shades of his love is splattered allover my body till my abdomen. A small blush crept over my body thinking about last night. I held the sheets tight around me and got up with the sweet pain aching between my legs. " Arjun?" I voiced and there was no reply. He must be in the kitchen. I thought to fresh myself up and walk to him. But do I know that there'll be the biggest shocker waiting for me to grace my presence? Join the journey of Arohi and Arjun to dwell into the story much deeply. With Love ❤️ introvert_2001

Not a story guys, just a poem of few words how a wife got tired of her marital life and chose to leave her husband. Why don't you people dig into it. Join in. #JaaneDeMujhe

Part 2 of The Tuning Hearts

Cover Credits: @AMBER_0501 " Bas Abbu! Aapne jo mere saath kia tha vo bas hai. Ab vohi kaam Ihsan ke saath bhi mat kijiye!" Zain yelled at his father. Ihsan stood there looking at his father with pleading look. His father looked flabbergasted seeing his ever so calm son erupting like a volcano. " All I did was loving a girl. Nothing more nothing less." Ihsan said looking at his father. " But she is a Pakistani." Yelled Aadil Owaisi. " Toh kya hua? I love her Abbu. You wouldn't have said this if she is an Indian." Ihsan said angrily disagreeing with his father. " But Ihsan, my child! They're our enemies." Aadil tried to mislead his son. " All that shit is said and done by the politicians Abbu. Ohhhh! I forgot. You are a politician too. It's nothing new coming such words from you. Just because of people like you, we, the people of both the countries have to bear the consequences." Ihsan spatted at his father angrily. " IHSAN......" Aadil yelled on the top of his lungs. " He is not wrong Abbu!" Zain said with glassy eyes. Aadil looked away from Zain as the guilt started eating him up. " Then why did you reject the proposal come from that girl? She said she liked you. She is a Pakistani too." Aadil glared at his second son. " It's because I don't like her. Uski shakal tak nahi dheka tha main." Ihsan reasoned. " Kuch bhi ho Ihsan! By the way what's her back ground?" Aadil asked narrowing his eyes. Ihsan and Zain scoffed angrily seeing their after always prying on other's background. " Her father is a retired Major from Pak Army." Ihsan said breathing shallowly. A shiver ran down from everyone's spine when he mentioned about Pak Army. That riled Aadil to the peaks. " Wah bhai wah! Ek beta Fauji se pyar karke baita aur dusra beta Fauji ki beti se. Duniya main koi mulk ki ladkiyan nahi mila kya?" Aadil yelled. Dua's eyes filled with tears seeing the whole argument. It's like her old wounds are again opened fresh. This is not to offer any of the countries.