Raat ka waqt...ghar ke sab log baithak me baithe the.. ...par Anshi apne kamre me bed par bikhare hue jaydev ke kapde Samet rahi thi... ek ek kapde ko achhe se fold karke rakh rahi thi ...
Anshi : ye jaydev ji...bhi naa office se aate hi pure kamre ko gaanda kar dete hai...kabhi kabhi to me sochti hoo inke jesa insaan itna bada business kese sambhalta hai...har waqt to sharab aur cigarette ke nashe me hi rahte hai...
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"Main bol nahi paati... iska matlab ye nahi ki mujhe dard nahi hota. Aapke har thappad ki jalan mujhe bhi mehsoos hoti hai. Ye koi fairytale love story nahi hai. Ye us ladki ki kahani hai jo bol nahi paati thi... par andar hi andar har roz cheekhti thi. Read at your own risk. This story contains dark and disturbing themes including toxic marriage, emotional abuse, domestic violence, coercive intimacy, trauma, pregnancy-related distress, and psychological manipulation. Ye koi soft romance nahi hai. Isme pyaar se zyada pain hai. Khamoshi se zyada andar ki cheekhein hain. Agar aap heavy emotional stories se trigger hote hain, toh please apni comfort ka dhyan rakhein.
jiss admi ne mera suhaag ujaad diya uska bacha mere aandar pal raha hai.
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