Hot Love, Cold End

Ali loved Lara, but he invariably hurt her time and again. He couldn’t seem to be what she wanted and he couldn’t live without her. Being together was agony, being apart made them miserable. Life was a dilemma. Nothing was pleasurable when she was afar, and nothing went right, despite their best intentions, when they were near. Some things are meant to be, some aren’t… Which one was this relation?

Samarjeet and Nisha had broken up 3 years ago. They had been going around for 3 years before that, and were sure they were partners for life. Destiny didn’t agree, and now they led their separate lives. Yet they could not forget each other. When their paths crossed, they felt that warm tingling sensation that was reminiscent of their memories together. And then they were arguing the very next second. Samar had put off marriage for a long time without really knowing why. Maybe he knew, maybe he didn’t want to accept or voice it out loud. Nisha didn’t know where she was headed. But each time she thought about her wedding, a youthful and loving face haunted her…

Madhumita was in love. It was something she couldn’t help. Ravi had asked her out a month ago, and she happily said yes. As time passed, her feelings deepened. After thirty days, Ravi blurted that they were two different people and couldn’t live together. Madhu was heartbroken. What would she do now? He had taught her to live with him, to not spend a minute without him, and now he was walking away…

Pehzaad married Sindhu immediately after high school and loved her like his own life. Yet he was irritated by every single thing she spoke or did. He ended up abusing and even hitting her in his frustration. It was like something was pushing him away from the very person his heart wanted to hold tight and never let go. He didn’t know it. She did. She wept in her sleep, and looked far across the meadow at the grassy lawn where they played as kids. Life seems so perfect and dreams look so right as an adolescent. And then we become adults and lose all track of what we want and what we need to avoid…

Pravin came from a middle class family, he didn’t really know much about dressing up and chilling out. Mona was the kind of girl he had watched in movies and dreamt about as a child. She was his classmate, and he stole glances at her whenever he could without her noticing. She never looked at him, he doubted if she even knew his name. It didn’t matter. He knew he would never be with her, but he liked her nevertheless. One day he would have a daughter like her, and he would name her Mona…

The hottest love has the coldest end...

No wonder people who love each other like crazy can never be friends...

And the cruelest hate grows in hearts that have the most profound love.

-Princess