SS Part 1

Love!!!??? What is Love??? Love is Lust, Love is Care, Love is Attraction, Love is Sacrifice, Love is Obsession, Love is Punishment, Love is Madness, Love is Joy, Love is Pain, Love is Fulfillment, Love is Life, Love is Sympathy, Love is Desire, Love is Hatred.
Love!!! Can it be really defined in words?? Love!!! Can it be easily get?? Love!!! Can it be get in any form?? Love!!! Can it be felt?? Love!!! Can it be filled in heart with happiness and joy instead of Emptiness?? Love!!! Can it be feels the pain of your soulmate??

No one knows what Love is!!! For me a Pious feeling for someone is Love, a connection of heart and beat in which heart is of someone's and it beats for someone is Love, a feeling of pain in which one gets pain but other one feels the pain is Love, a Sacrifice in which you can sacrifice yourself to see the one you considered as your life to be alive and happy is Love.

But this all doesn't matters!!! As it is already said Love is Indescribable!!! The more we describe, the more it increase with dedication, what can be done is just to feel it. Can we get the love in our life?? Even if we get, can we get the same love from them?? Can it be felt?? Can it be protected?? Can it leave us?? No!!! It can never leave us!!!

Can it happens between two different creatures of God!!???Let's see in further story...................
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Kolkata

A neat, clean and ravishing city Kolkata, a city of Life, a city of Light, a city of Hope, a city of Joy and a city of Luck for the people who lives here but unknown of the fact that there's always two sides of a coin. Same goes here, for some people Kolkata is a city where they used to think was the best movement of their lives which fills their heart with joy but when those movements turns into worst movements, it fills their heart with nothing but just pain and bitterness. For them Kolkata is a city of dead, a city of Hopelessness, a city of Darkness, a city of Emptiness and a city for cursed people.

4:15 AM @ Kolkata,
Howarah Bridge

[guys I don't know anything about Indian places so I'm describing the scene as my own imagination]

Silent roads with no traffic to be seen, clean sky with many shades of layer on it, first brown, then ash grey, then yellow, and then blue making the sky look beautiful.... Cool breeze was flowing here to there with drizzling overall showing the natural beauty of early morning.... birds sitting on long big green trees of park, have started singing in their melodious voice to give a complete perfect morning theme.

A girl of 20's is show running in the park wearing black tracksuit with a shorts, setting her hairs in a ponytail.... She was looking superb hot and sizzling in her sweaty body especially her sexy well maintained legs which can clearly be seen until her thighs due to the shorts she's wearing.... She was running as fast as a rocket without caring what will come in front of it... fire, pain and emptiness can be clearly seen in her big hazel chocolate brown eyes.... Her sweaty pink heart shaped lips are shown which can be as soft as rose petal and as sweet as honey to taste.... then moves to her cute little nose which turned red increasing her beauty more, her soft fluffy white cheeks makes her looks like a doll.... In short she's the best.

After 15 minutes she reaches at a bench where her bag is kept. Then She started unzipping the jacket she was wearing showing her inner half sleeved white shirt, she takes out a water bottle from her bag and drinks some drops of it to fill her thirst but she knows it can't fill the thrust of her broken ashes... later she flows the same water at her sweaty body making her well maintained body to expose a bit.... She can feel many gaze upon her but she don't care as it becomes her daily routine. Well Yes!!! Every boy of that colony comes there in early morning just to get her glimpse but never dares to come in front of her and her giant bodyguards cause she's known for her heartless behavior towards boys, and why won't they shouldn't come?? After all She's the biggest model of Kolkata.... The great, the heartless, Swara Mehta.... The elder daughter of the great business tycoon Yash Mehta who died an year ago only while naming his all property and business at his elder daughter's name which she balance responsively with her career.... She have one sibling Kavya whom she gives as much freedom and luxury as she wants making her spoil.... She wears her jacket back and goes from there without caring about those who were watching her with lust and hope in their eyes.

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@ Mehta Mansion

She came inside the mansion which reflects the living area at the middle of hall with modern white and blue combination
furniture, with blue curtains around the windows, Two modern platinum steel and wood staircase attached to each side of the hall.

She moves upstairs to get ready for her office..... She reaches to her room which is well decorated with dark black, ash, white and grey colour walls which suits her personality.... black & white furniture with red shades on them making her room looks most gorgeous, attractive and the beauty of darkness.

After getting freshen up she got ready in white full sleeve shirt with first 2 buttons open which shows a bit of her cleavage, black short skirt showing her sexy legs, black blazer with black goggles increasing her personality really high, Mascara is put really professionally in her hazel eyes which looks killing and blood red lipstick on her lips making her look extra hot, with black pencil high heels.

She was passing by rooms when she thought of meeting her sister before going so she moves towards Kavya's room.

She enters in room which was well decorated of white colour walls with off white pattern on them, and grey furniture but the beauty of room was hidden because it was messed up with clothes, drinks, food everywhere, seems like a party was going
on there and then we see Kavya sleeping deeply on her white bed totally unaware what's going around her.

She sights looking at her sister and leaves from there having a last glimpse of her.

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Night @ 11 o'clock in Mehta Mansion

She was sitting in her room after spending one more heartless day of her life as usual as a strict boss ordering her staff making them scared and gossip something unusually bad about her which doesn't effect her, and then the hectic shoot with forceful slight smile cause of the continues request of shooting staff.

Now she's sitting on her large king size white wooden bed with black silky velvet comforter with red roses patterns on it.

She's engross in her thoughts remembering the mot painful memories of her life which she got in Kolkata, how this city change a bubbly chubby girl into a emotionless queen...... Queen?? Is she worth to be called as Queen?? Is she worth of buying anything she wants?? Well she wished. She wished to buy anything she wants!!! For the world she's a heartless Queen who can do anything but what do they know that this Queen is really poor, poor by heart, poor by soul, poor by emotions, poor by love. She wished to buy emotions. For fulfilling her empty heart, she wished to buy love to heal her broken heart, she wish to buy happiness to fill her colorless life with colors, she wished to buy peace to soothe her soul, she wished to buy time to set up every mess that happened in her life.......

'crack' that's the sound what we can heard in the empty room, but who did this?..... She opens her swallow eyes to see what else have broken in this dark silent hell cum room unlike her broken heart..... she moves forward and there she sees a red vase broken down there near the large balcony, she bent down to move the broken pieces but before she could touch it something or you can say someone stop her in between by holding her hand, she moves her gaze at her right side to see who is it but sees non. Suddenly she could feel a hand supporting her to stand as if someone is making her stand holding her by arms, after standing she moves her gaze at the broken vase which coincidentally is not there anymore, it's back at it's place being all fine as if it never fell. It's not her imagination, nor her hallucination, nor the effects of being all lonely, this is one of the truth of her life which no one can believe.

She can feel someone's hot breath near her earlobe from back, she can feel someone's rough hands moving sensually around her waist making an desire inside her, now she feel herself in someone's arms, she can feel herself moving in air, she can feel someone's intense gaze with full of love at her but her bad luck she can see non, later on she finds herself been put carefully on her soft bed but she don't want to sit here, even the soft bed sheet is like thrones in front of the touch of this unknown source.

Well she's not scared, doesn't mean she's brave enough but because she's now adamant to it, she's not scared because she can find care in that touch for her, she's not scared because she can feel the same pain which she's bearing, she's not scared because she can find love in that continues gaze upon her but she's sad.... she's sad cause she's unable to see the reason of this newly feeling rising inside her..... She's not scared because this is not new for her, she's been feeling this touch since the time she lost her everything, her dreams, her feelings, her heart, her soul.... Since that time she can feel this unknown source with her, which cries seeing her pain, which reflects the care she wants, which flows the love she's craving for.

She can feel the touch leaving her but she can't let it happen.... This is the only reason she's living for.... This is the only reason she's alive today because this source nor let her die nor leave her.... She starts speaking in her melodious plus painful voice letting out all the pains she's bearing.

"Ple....ase!!!! D... (chocked) do... don't leave me!!!!"

Saying this she burst out crying...

Yes she cried!!! Yes she feels pain!!! Yes she's scared!!! Yes she have emotions but poor her can't use them cause if she do then she's scared..... scared to get an emotion called pain as reward but for now she's scared to lose someone in front of whom she can let her heart out.

While she was busy in letting her heart out, she feels someone's presence just besides her and is feeling pain seeing her in pain, she can feel someone forwarding his rough hand towards her and caressing her face, she can feel his another hand wiping her tears, she can feel a loving gaze on her again, before she could react anything else she feels herself in someone's embrace, showering lots of love on her, she too lost herself in it.... This is the only place where she can feel happy, she can feel secure, she can feel being loved, she can feel EMOTIONS.

Losing herself in the hug, wishing God to stop the time right there only, where she can only be in this embrace feeling being loved by someone..... She don't know when she starts getting drowsy.... She sensed that someone is placing her on bed comfortably, then places comforter on her and giving a good night kiss on her forehead. She wished to stop it but she can't due to the tired sleep.

She wished this can be dream, a beautiful dream but she knows it's not, she wish to feel this touch in each second but she knows it can't, she wish this all to be hallucination but she knows it's not..... That's why she loves night, she's loves darkness, she loves emptiness, she loves to being emotionless because feeling the emotions with this touch feels to be heaven..... She close her eyes feeling the touch for the last time, feeling the light of colors in this dark night and to start a bitter day on next day filled with only darkness of daylight where she can't feel this touch.

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Introduction:

Swara Mehta:- Age 23!!! She used to be a bubbly, chubby, fun loving girl who came Kolkata from London to complete her studies, loves her letter boy a lot but had a slight crush on Sanskar. Daughter of a great business tycoon Yash Mehta, very rich. Now she's a Heartless Queen due to an bitter past.

Shadow/Ghost:- Always besides Swara, never leaves her, always care for her.

Sanskar Anand:- A 23 years old guy and a topper. A handsome guy but he's really simple, decent and sober boy since he was 14 when his parents died in car accident. His ambitious is to become a good writer.
He's rich but not more than Swara. He was Swara's classmate and even was her friend due to her friendly nature but not so close friend due to his introvert nature. Loves Swara secretly but after college gets vanished.

Sahil Singh Gupta:- A 24 years old greedy man, acts to be Swara's letter boy, he was Swara's fiance.

Kavya Mehta:- A 22 years old girl who is spoilt due to extra luxuries and hates Swara like hell cause she thinks Swara always got everything.

Priya Oberoi:- A 22 years old rich girl, Swara's best friend. She's always jealous of Swara but never shows. Swara never contacts her much after her bitter past. (Negative)

Yash Mehta:- Swara and Kavya's father, loves both his daughters but Swara more as she's the eldest. Died an year ago due to one accident happened in his daughter's life.

Meera Mehta:- She died in Swara and Kavya's childhood only due to an disease.