Published in India on the 18th of March 7 comments. Page 1 of 1. Hi Friends As the title suggest its a love story. This story is about two persons. For everyone in the neighborhood the love story of Heera and Sohel is unique. What makes it different from others? Is it love, responsibility. Neha book. Read reviews from world's largest community for readers. You are reading this, because you bumped into one of your friends who.

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Neha: Yet Another Love Story [Vikram M N] on nbafinals.info *FREE* shipping on qualifying offers. You are reading this, because you bumped into one of your. Yet Another Love Story Gautham Harini PDF ->>> DOWNLOAD . You are reading this, because you bumped into one of your friends who has been reading this book. You took the book and quickly flipped it.

She raised her torso by supporting it with her arms and tried to look through the window to find where the bird was. It must not be the banyan tree but may be the koroi tree? She always made a futile effort to see the bird. Her winged friend seemed to be quite smart in this game of hide and seek and every time Heera made an effort, she knew beforehand that success is nothing but an illusion. But she loved illusion. She had learned at an early age that despite being decked up with mundane fun, merriment and laughter, real life is something very tough. The illusionary world is a respite; a gateway to serenity from the harshness of life. Her eyelids were trembling as in her musing she saw him approaching. His well-built body was coming towards her in a pace that she could follow every bit of it. It seemed her heart beat would match the rhythm if compared. She helped her in bathing and even to use the bedpan. It seemed unbelievable but Majeda did it without any financial benefit. It was evident that she was blushing from the sudden tint of redness on her cheeks but Majeda failed to realize it.

It was vacant as being off-peak hour. Majeda helped Heera to settle inside and waited outside. Inside the bathroom, Heera splashed her face and looked at the mirror. Her big and curly eye-lashes looked thicker when wet. A drop of water was dangling from the tip of her sharp and aquiline nose. She gazed at her own reflection. Heera closed her eyes. Someone in another room was listening to a romantic song of latest movie.

What did it say? Heera tried to listen to the lyrics. I mean he does so much for you and we all can see how much he cares for you. Do I need a signature in paper while the entire city knows that I am his wife? Nobody thinks like that.

How can you do something bad in such physical cond. But Heera said nothing as she stared at the lower part of her own body. The paralyzed one, lying down like a sapless twig; something that cannot do anything ever; cannot bloom a flower, cannot attract a butterfly or bird, cannot bear a fruit.

How she wished if she could do something bad. She would have loved it if people ever gossiped about her saying she was a bad girl who decked up in the evening and with those thick black tresses and bright red lips went out to find her prey! To an extent, social stigma would have been much more bearable than compassion.

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Tell me something. In fact, you never told me what you do. Why are you after my marriage today? She swallowed twice.

Heera was frantically trying to find the right words to use. Her most active part of the body, her brain, was working vigorously to find a way to distract Majeda. Every time Heera replied that it is very expensive one, unable to tell Majeda that she cannot use it even if she has one, especially while on work. Your love story is unique. Her boyfriend ditched her.

But no doubt Sohel loves you unconditionally!

Now her eardrums were burning and gradually her whole body, her entire existence would burn into ashes. Human emotions have a wide range which, unfortunately she could experience only one or two, she thought. Also the people around her always failed to figure out the threshold between greed and necessity, between truth and falsehood and of course, between love and pity.

It was only those simple things commonly available in the possession of any woman of such lower middle class that Majeda took help of to fulfil her pledge to dress up Heera. But when she finished she was proud of her own performance. She was on the horns of a dilemma. Heera kept praying that Majeda leaves her alone before Sohel arrives. Heera heaved a sigh of relief.

No later than Majeda left, Heera picked up the small mirror and took a look to herself. There she was! She had learned at an early age that despite being decked up with mundane fun, merriment and laughter, real life is something very tough. The illusionary world is a respite; a gateway to serenity from the harshness of life.

Her eyelids were trembling as in her musing she saw him approaching.

Yet Another Love Story

His well-built body was coming towards her in a pace that she could follow every bit of it. It seemed her heart beat would match the rhythm if compared. She helped her in bathing and even to use the bedpan.

It seemed unbelievable but Majeda did it without any financial benefit.

It was evident that she was blushing from the sudden tint of redness on her cheeks but Majeda failed to realize it. To her, like many others, Heera is the epitome of beauty.

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Thus the redness in the cheek can be only associated with a flawless complexion. In that little shabby, tin-roofed room with a single window, amidst the cheap floral bed sheet, kerosene stove, blackened utensils and a pedestal fan that created more noise than air, Heera looked like an alien.

She even doubted if Heera was the biological daughter of her parents. However, she felt the man had really named his daughter accurately.

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Let me help you to get ready then. Unfortunately, she seldom got a chance for it.

But you know I do not dress up as such. She then helped her to sit on her locally made wooden low chair which was a hybrid between a wheelchair and a wagon and began to push her towards the common bathroom. Always go to work just like that in your casual clothes. Tie up your hair nicely and put some lipstick and a bindi. You always want to tone down your beauty.

Allah knows why! It was vacant as being off-peak hour. Majeda helped Heera to settle inside and waited outside. Inside the bathroom, Heera splashed her face and looked at the mirror. Her big and curly eye-lashes looked thicker when wet. A drop of water was dangling from the tip of her sharp and aquiline nose.

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She gazed at her own reflection. Heera closed her eyes. Someone in another room was listening to a romantic song of latest movie. What did it say? Heera tried to listen to the lyrics. I mean he does so much for you and we all can see how much he cares for you. Do I need a signature in paper while the entire city knows that I am his wife?

Nobody thinks like that. How can you do something bad in such physical cond. But Heera said nothing as she stared at the lower part of her own body. The paralyzed one, lying down like a sapless twig; something that cannot do anything ever; cannot bloom a flower, cannot attract a butterfly or bird, cannot bear a fruit. How she wished if she could do something bad.

She would have loved it if people ever gossiped about her saying she was a bad girl who decked up in the evening and with those thick black tresses and bright red lips went out to find her prey!

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