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                      *I Am Angry * I'm angry at the tears hidden behind my fake smile I may com e out strong as rock but inside I am so fragile... I'm angry at the healed wounds, which left scars on my heart They are healed for others but for me they are as fresh as a dew drop... I'm angry that I am unable to gather the broken pieces of me The more I try to gather them, the more shattered I feel... I'm angry that my heart still skips its beats when I hear your name I know that things have fallen apart but my love for you will never change... I'm angry that people are stranger to me even after we meet As if we are forced to encounter and pretend to be sweet... I am angry that no one will ever understand what I mean Even if I pour my heart into words and scream... I am angry that knowingly I put my life on stake Thinking that I have people to save me was my biggest mistake... I'm...

Last Part The sound of scream made Ridhima shudder with fear. She pulled back. ‘Where did this sound come from?’ She asked. Her voice was trembling with fear. ‘Nothing darling… you don’t pay attention to all this.’ He replied casually. Sweat drops appeared on his own forehead. Some more muffled screams followed. ‘Tell me Samarth where are these sounds coming from?’ She demanded.  She was worried and terrified. ‘From other room…’ He replied, weakly. ‘You mean the voice is coming from the room where Tanmay, Varun and Rudra are staying?’ She questioned, startled. ‘Yes..’ He gave monosyllable reply. He was now little annoyed with this odd time quizzing. ‘What are they doing there?’ She shot another question. ‘They are enjoying their night Ridhi… now you stop thinking about all this. I don’t want to spoil our special night.’ He said and took her hand in his lovingly. Ridhima was little puzzled but she knew how Tanmay, Varun and Rudra are so she let it go. Samarth wrapped he...