Romantic Love Story 2022 : Danger of love

 Romantic Love Story 2022 : Danger of love

Romantic Love Story written for you today is the name of the love story "Danger of love". Dinesh and Disha are the main characters in the story. The subject of the story - love triangle!

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Romantic Love Story written for you today is the name of the love story "Danger of love". Dinesh and Disha are the main characters in the story. The subject of the story - love triangle!

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Today's Story – The danger of love

*** There was no problem. I was in divine peace. The problem is the disha . Barely got a job in our newspaper office. As soon as I looked at him, there was a thump in my chest. I want to talk to him on various excuses, have tea together, walk around the streets. One day that opportunity also came. One day I called Disha for an office job. Disha stood in front of me smiling. I said, sit down. Disha sat in front of me. I asked, Disha said to have tea, no. Coffee then? Horlicks? Disha laughed saying no.

 This time I asked, do you believe in women's freedom? Disha insisted, of course. Men's freedom? Men do not need freedom. Men are just as independent. Not even matte. Men are more submissive than women. Take my word for it. I have a mother and a wife at home. I can't do anything according to them. I have to listen to what they have to say. If you do not hear the unrest. I can't love if I want to love someone now. If my wife or mother can find out, then so be it.

Disha laughed and said, will you know why? I laughed too and said, I can't say how he knows. Has this ever happened? Didn't. But how long to be? Because, men's minds are very restless about love. It is not clear when he will fall in love with someone. I sighed and said, let's talk about work. A cover story will come out next Sunday.

Subject: Women's freedom. One of the three and a half thousand words about you

Need to create text. Can you? Disha said firmly, I can. I heard that, but remember one thing, the writing should be simple so that the readers can read and understand the writing. All right. If so, start writing today. I want to write the day after tomorrow. So soon! Yes. I will try. - Disha left.

What happened to me! This is not supposed to happen. I have a virgin wife at home.

She loves me I love him too. Yet why my delusion? Why can't I forget the direction? I started working in the office keeping my awkward situation a secret. But in my mind the lines of love poems of Rabindranath and Jibanananda started revolving. I don't know why he started coming. Then it seemed, Write a poem. But I never wrote poetry, I don't even know how poetry is written. If I had known I would have written a Premer Kobita. But that is not possible. I write prose. What is the love of prose? Yes, of course. The problem is. The kind of prose I write on my paper can't be loved anymore .

 

I don't know how to write the kind of soft prose that is written for love. If it had been known then there would have been no problem. I would write it down now. I would write and hand it over to Disha. No, that shouldn't have happened. Direction

I thought it was shameless. Not only that, Disha might have handed over the text to the editor. He used to complain against me, he used to say something against me. The editor would then call me and ask Disha to apologize. My humiliation would not end. Then power would be taken away from me. Removed me from the Sunday page and pushed me to another office Would have been given. Then it would be a problem for me to work in this office. So no need to get in trouble. It is better to be as I am. But it is very difficult to control the mind. I could not remove the direction from the mind.

I returned home from the office. I left my pants and put on my pajamas. Then I washed my hands and came and sat in front of the TV.

Immediately the wife came running, the mother came running.

Wife was surprised and asked, what's the matter? Suddenly Rabindra Sangeet?

Mother asked Dinesh, why are you so happy? Increased pay?

Wife asked, did you fall in love with anyone?

Mother asked, tell me the truth.

Is what the mother is saying true?

The wife said, people sing with joy.

What makes you so happy?

Mother said, people sing even when they are sad.

Why is he so sad?

This time I went to say, not what you think. Actually ...

 Wife asked, what is it? Did you have a fever? People sing despite the fever. My uncle used to sing whenever he had a fever.

Mother said, booma, bring the thermometer.

The wife immediately brought a thermometer.

He came and told me yes.

I'll give you a thermometer.

I said, but you are crazy.

Nothing happened to me.

Mother said, yes, you do not understand.

You say yes. Let's see how much fever there is.

I said, don't look. Nothing happened to me.

Wife said, I will not listen if you say no.

Something has happened to you.

The symptoms are not getting better. But a feeling of love has appeared on your face.

He asked his mother, what do you think mother?

Mom said, I don't understand anything.

Tema's father-in-law died three years ago.

I have never seen your father-in-law fall in love. I was his meditation.

As a result, I can't say what a man's face looks like when he falls in love.

 

The wife said, I can tell. A boy fell in love with me before marriage.

She wrote me a bunch of poems about me. I didn't understand anything.

But what a look on his face.

I see that look on your son's face today.

I asked calmly, why didn't you marry her?

Wife said, I have to listen to poetry for the rest of my life, so I let her go. Uh! What a terrible day I have! I am still terrified when I think about that.

 

Mother said, "When you say booma, then something must have happened." Says.

My mother asked me, tell me the truth, which girl did you fall in love with?

Wife asked, does the girl work in your office?

Mother asked, or any girl in this flat? I have seen him talking for a long time with a girl called Archana on the fifth floor. Are you in his shoes?

The wife said, maybe. Should I call Archana now?

This time it is not possible to remain silent. Worship will become a scandal.

So I was furious and said, have you lost your mind? What do you want?

Should I leave home or commit suicide? Can't sit at home and sing a little Rabindra Sangeet?

 

My words calmed them both down.

Mother said, leave her today, aunt. Show two more days.

Wife said, so let's see.

I said, what will you see?

Mother said, if I see you singing Rabindra Sangeet back home, then I will call the doctor.

The wife said, not the doctor. I will report to the police station.

I was scared to hear the name of the police station and went silent.

I decided to return home and never sing Rabindra Sangeet or modern love songs.

If I have to sing, then I will sing Shyama Sangeet.

Then my wife or mother will not have anything to say. But I can sing outside the house. There is no difficulty in singing. That's why you shouldn't sing in the office. Yet the next day the song suddenly came to the office. I couldn't handle myself. I started singing in the wrong tone in a very low voice:

Whatever I want to wear ...

And just then Disha entered the room. Disha laughed when he heard my song and said, what's the matter Dinesh Babu.

Song in the office! Have you fallen in love with someone?

I stopped singing and said, yes.

I know who is in love?

I said jokingly, yours.

He is my good fortune. - Disha said, I came to talk.

Curious, I asked, what?

Will not be written by me. You tell someone else.

He can say that. But why can't you write?

I do not have the ability to write.

How do you know?

I sat at home writing yesterday. But not a single line came to mind.

 

Then stay. Let's see if the article can be written with someone else. Says , I said, OK. You come now. Disha got up in shock and said, I mean come? I came to talk to you. I said, I do not have time to tell the story. I am very busy now.

 

Where are you busy? You sang it. If I go and tell the editor now, do you understand what will happen to you?

I'm a coward. So I was scared and said, no-no, don't say that.

Disha said, I will not say, if you listen to me.

Why should I listen to you?

You have to listen. Because, the owner of this magazine is my Meshomshai.

I almost panicked, or so!

Disha left the house saying yes.

 

Disha Meshomshai is the owner of our magazine. I was devastated to find out. I realized, this time, whatever the direction says, so I have to listen. There is no way to say no. So I came home and started singing Shyama Sangeet in the wrong tune:

Where are they standing?

Immediately the wife and mother came running.

Wife asked, what's the matter! Shyamasangit that today.

I said, uh. I can not sing the burning of Taemadera?

Mother said, her speed is not good. Show me a good doctor.

So it has to be shown. The wife left. Mao left without speaking.

 

I stopped singing and sat quietly. I sat down and started thinking about what dangers might come in front of me in the future. Who knew that Disha would have such a problem as a result of feeling good! Now there is nothing to do. Do you have to listen to what Disha says?

At this age I don't want to get a job.

The next day I entered the office and just sat at work, at that time Disha entered the room and said, today I have two movie tickets. Have to go with me

When?

In the evening.

But if the wife finds out ...

 

What if I found out? Divorce for the most part.

Nothing more.

Not possible.

Very possible. Remember you are a man of the house. But free men outside. You can do whatever you want outside.

My husband came to interrupt my work, I got divorced.

Are you divorced?

Yes. After two days you will be divorced. What's the harm?

I stared at Disha's face in amazement. What song will I sing this time?

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