I have to dream and reach for the stars, and if I miss a star then I grab a handful of clouds. Life is hectic at the moment.

Three years ago, Ananya Iyer and Rajshekhar Malhotra parted ways when she moved to New York . They meet again at a wedding, neither expecting to face the other. As they struggle to gain closure, they realize that perhaps closure may not look as they thought it should. Updates will be sporadic, due to my uncertain and busy schedule as a student. I will try to be as regular as possible though, and I hope you stick with me through the duration of this story.

I thought this was a kitchen garden. said Khushi as she fumbled with the shovel. It is he said, his attention focussed on rooting the mint sprig. Why am I planting chrysanthemums then? She said, not a little frustrated. She was expecting to hear his footsteps, but instead she felt him walk towards her, kiss her top of her head before walkin.

Once upon a time, there lived a girl called Twiggy. One fine day, she found her guilty pleasure. A certain daily drama on Desi TV. Middot; The Finish Line. Iss Dil Me Kya Hai? July 22, 2016. As promised, I am back! May 21, 2016.

A collection of short stories and poems. A wish that flew by. One dream that shattered in pain. And swelled like the ocean again. A little smile that made the flowers sway. A tear that washed the earth away. A rainbow that spelled hope and joy. Shards of glass and a broken toy. A wish, a dream and a wanderlust me.

Celebrating the romance of Arnav and Khushi. Welcome to the Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon Ficverse. Celebrating the romance of Arnav and Khushi. To the amazing writers who expanded the IPKKND universe with their pen.

Seventh Date with the 90s! A River Runs Through It. Kaveri Gupta, on the basis of. They had both said together when Arjun had finished helping her put away her suitcases beneath the berths and had plonked himself on the seat in front of hers. When are you leaving for Lucknow? Arjun remarked with a frown. And then he shook his head once before he smiled at her.

White Moon Chalked in the Inky Sky. Musings in the silence of the night. He looked out the window of the bus, allowing the ungentle wind to wipe over his face. Drawing in a deep breath, he watched a chain of streetlights, a few roadside vendors and houses that lined the roads, pass him in a blur. Leaning further towards the window he. Weighed down by sadness, he slouched in his seat and threw his head back. The cool metal of the rod touched his nape and he closed his eyes.

Love Is Like A Flower In Bloom. Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon. Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. This blog is a comprehensive collection of stories by BlueMystique. This blog, and the blogs linked on here, are and will stay open to all readers. I hope you enjoy the stories.

For there are no roses which arent covered in thorns. Disclaimer The characters belong to 4Lions Productions but the story, dialogues and characters you dont recognize as theirs are mine or otherwise separate disclaimers shall be provided as and when needed. Ke liye aapka chinta karna achcha nahin hai! If you worry so much! .