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I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times…
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,
That you take as a gift; wear round your neck in your many forms,
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
– Unending love by Rabindranath Tagore
*****
Life hasn’t always been a bed of roses for her. A peaceful sleep has been a long lost dream. Ever since her childhood, whenever she sleeps some nightmares, whose meaning she is unable to decipher, keep on haunting her. And that’s what is happening to her right now…
Closing her eyes, all she could see is a girl, lying in a pool of blood, half unconscious, but slightly whimpering at the advent of the events.
Even though the face is not visible, but she could see someone dragging the unconscious girl by her legs. But what’s more shocking is, she could hear what the girl in her dream is thinking…
“I need to go. He must be waiting for me. I need to tell him how much I love him. This can’t be the end to our story. I can’t die like this. My Arnav, he must be waiting for me. Arnav. Arnav… ”
“ARNAV”
Shouting the same name for the nth time in the twenty five years of her life, Swara wakes up with a jerk, completely covered with sweat and breathing heavily.
“Again the same dream…?!! “, asks her roommate, Ragini, coming out of the washroom. “Seriously Swara, you need to see a doctor. I have known you for almost five years now and everyday you wake up shouting the same name. And who the hell is this Arnav…??”
“How am I supposed to know that…??”, says Swara rolling her eyes at her best friend cum roommate. “I have never seen him in my dream. By the way what’s the time right now…??”
“7:30 am”, answers Ragini applying kohl in her eyes.
“What…?!?! Shit…!! Shit…!! I can’t be late for work again. My boss will surely fire me today…!!”, says Swara jumping out of her bed.
Ragini turns towards her, “But two days before you said that some new person is coming as the new CEO of your office…!!”
As soon as the realization hits her, Swara shrieks, “Damn, I completely forgot about him. Why is it always me…?? I swear the God above really has some serious issues with me…!! You know how much difficult it is to get a job in Mumbai…!!”
Ragini chuckles and sits on the chair, “But why a new boss all of a sudden…??”
Swara shrugs and shuffles through her cupboard to find something suitable to wear, “I don’t know…!! Apparently my boss thinks that he has grown too old and maybe this is the best time for him to introduce his son who has just returned from US…!!”
“Wait. Wait. Wait. Are you saying that your new boss is none other than your old boss’ son…??”, squeals Ragini like a teenage girl.
Swara looks at her wondering what in world was she thinking when they became friends. Pondering over a bit, she smiles thinking how Ragini has always been with her when she needed someone really badly. Sighing she says, “I guess I said the same thing Ragini…!!”
Ragini smiles mischievously, “Then there is a possibility that this time you’ll become the PA of some hot shot hunk. Damn girl, you are lucky.”
Swara rolls her eyes again, “Oh please Ragini. I’m there to work, not to check out my bosses. And what if this one turns out to be someone like a chimpanzee…!!”
Ragini stares at her in utter disbelief, “I don’t believe this. I have a feeling that this new entry will be life changing for you. Anyways, I’m just saying that you should keep your eyes and ears open. You never know when and where your soul mate hits you.”
Swara shakes her head slightly on the love theories of her friend. “Yeah. Yeah, alright Ms. Love Guru. Now, if you could excuse me, I need to take a bath.”
Ragini grins widely at her, “Oh yes, why not…!! After all, it’s your day and you have to appear enthralling to your new boss.”
“Shut up Ragini”, saying this Swara shuts the washroom door.
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Swara’s old boss Mr. Ram Prasad Maheshwari is sitting in the conference room with some other officials of the company waiting for his son. Swara, as usual, is sitting beside him.
Just then Mr. Maheshwari smiles pointing at the door, “And here ladies and gentlemen, my son Mr. Sanskaar Maheshwari, the new CEO of the company.”
Everyone stands and Swara turns around to look at him. The moment their eyes meet, Swara could see something in them. A spark. An oddly familiar spark. Even though she is seeing him for the first time, she feels as if she has known him for ages.
She starts getting some flashes. This time they are not nightmares, but flashes she could see with open eyes.
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The girl in her dream, wearing a white salwar suit, is running. Only this time she is not terrified, instead she is happy…
“Stop it Arnav…!! I said no colors on me…!!”
“And as if you’ll say something and I’ll listen to you…!! Happy Holi Mishthi…!!”, says Arnav running after her. He is wearing a blue Kurta and pajama, both his hands holding a fistful of colors.
The girl turns towards him frowning and says, “It’s Khushi…!!”
Arnav shrugs, “Whatever…!! All I know is you are my Misthi…!!”
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Swara gets extremely shocked. For the first time she could see the face of the man who has been appearing in her dreams ever since she could remember. All the files she has been holding fall down and last thing she recalls is, Sanskaar running towards her before everything turns dark.
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“Swara, are you alright…?? Can you hear me…?? ”
Swara opens her eyes on hearing this and finds herself in the same conference room. Everyone is surrounding her except for Sanskaar who is standing in one corner looking intently at some project file.
“I never knew my son’s face is so terrifying that you fainted the moment you saw him”, chuckles Mr. Ram Prasad Maheshwari, looking at Swara. “But hadn’t it been him catching you at right time, you might have hit your head against the table.”
Swara stands up, “I’m sorry Sir, it’s just that I haven’t been feeling too good lately. Sorry about the trouble”, she turns around to look at Sanskaar, “And thank you so much Sir for saving me.”
Sanskaar nods his head slightly before turning towards his father, “Dad, can we wrap up this meeting soon…?!! I have to check some files.”
“As you say, Son…!!”
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In the evening, Swara is sitting on the couch in front of television in her rented apartment, when Ragini comes back from the office. She shares the apartment with Ragini.
Ragini comes and sits beside her. But Swara is all lost in her own world trying to sort out the mess her life has become.
“What happened Swara…?? Didn’t it go well with your new boss…??”
Swara sighs, “If fainting as soon as you see your new boss doesn’t count, then other than that everything was fine.”
Ragini shrieks out, “What…?!! You fainted…!! Are you alright…??”
Swara keeps both her hands on her ears, “Geez Ragini, stop shouting. And I’m fine. May be it was due to weakness or due to workload.”
“Oh okay…!! So, is your new boss handsome…?? ”
And there she goes again. Swara takes a deep breath before nodding her head in agreement.
“Hot…?? ”
“Hmm…!! ”
“Hot or extremely hot…?? ”
“Extremely hot, Ragini…!! ”
“s*xy…?? ”
Swara takes a deep breath and keeping the remote aside she turns towards Ragini, “He is extremely handsome, dashing, hot and s*xy, but seriously not my type because on top of everything he is damn rude and there is nothing going to happen in between us. So, end of the discussion.” She says everything in one breath to which Ragini just shrugs her shoulders, “You are hopeless.”
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After a few days, Sanskaar calls Swara to his cabin…
“Ms. Swara, I want you to get these print outs and one more copy of this project file asap as our partner Mr. Jha will be here in an hour from Kolkata”, says Sanskaar handing over some files to her, “And we’ll be having a meeting with him so make the necessary arrangements for that too.”
Swara nods her head and leaves the cabin to get the work done.
After almost two hours, Swara and Sanskaar are sitting in the conference room waiting for Mr. Jha.
Swara raises an eyebrow and looks at Sanskaar, “What happened Mr. Rude Chimpanzee is not angry…?? Even after waiting for almost an hour…??”, she chuckles thinking this to herself.
“What’s so funny Ms. Swara…?? ”
“Umm… Sorry Sir…!! Just some random things…!! ”
Shooting a glare at her Sanskaar opens his mouth to speak something but just then Mr. Jha enters…
“Hello Mr. Maheshwari.”
“Oh. Hello Mr. Shyaam Manohar Jha.”
The moment Swara hears this name her head snaps towards the fifty years old person shaking hands with Sanskaar. She could feel something. She could hear something. She could see something. She again starts getting some flashes…
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She could see Khushi terrified, breathing heavily with rugged breath. She could see Shyam holding her cheeks tightly, tightly to a level that she could feel Khushi’s pain.
“You are mine. You got that…?!!”, saying this he slaps her hard throwing her down to the floor.
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Swara lets out a scream as she could feel a throbbing pain at the back of her head. Keeping both her hands on her ears she shouts, “No…!! Leave me…!!”
Shouting she sits on the ground with a thump. Everyone at the office runs towards Sanskaar’s cabin.
Sanskaar runs towards her and sits on his knees in front of her, “Swara, what happened…?? Are you fine…?!!”
He tries to touch her but gets taken aback when Swara wraps her arms around his torso and hides her face in his chest crying bitterly. Sanskaar feels a tinge of pain seeing her in such a condition. He could feel as if he has hugged her before, consoled her before, and protected her before. Instantly, he wraps his arms around her stroking her hairs, “Shh…!! It’s okay…!! Everything is fine. Nothing is going to happen. I’m there.”
He signals someone to take her away. Some office employee holds Swara by her shoulder pulling her away from Sanskaar but Swara just jerks her hand away screaming, “No, don’t take me away…!!” She hugs him even tighter. Sanskaar looks at Mr. Jha asking for permission to take Swara away. He nods and Sanskaar takes her away.
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After half-an-hour, Sanskaar is in a meeting with Mr. Jha.
“All right Mr. Maheshwari. I think that the deal is final then”, says Mr. Jha forwarding his hand for a hand-shake. Sanskaar smiles and shakes his hand with him, “Of course Mr. Jha.”
“So, I expect to see you soon in Kolkata”, asks Mr. Jha.
“Yes. We will be there next week.”
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After a week, Swara and Sanskaar are standing in front of the farmhouse of Mr. Jha. But both of them could not deny the uncomfortable and eerie feeling they were getting as soon as they step in the province of the place. Mr. Jha welcomes them and guides them inside when Swara’s eyes land on a mango tree. Unknowingly, on their own accord, her feet start moving towards the tree. Sanskaar turns and finds her missing. After looking for her for a while, he finds her in the garden looking at the tree.
“What are you doing here Swara…??”, asks Sanskaar coming to her along with Mr. Jha.
“Something is here”, says Swara looking near the roots of the tree. Both of them look at Mr. Jha who visibly shakes due to some unknown fear. Rubbing the sweat droplets on his forehead Mr. Jha stutters, “No. Nothing. Nothing is here. Let’s go inside. I’ll show you your rooms and I’ll be staying in my villa in front only. You can call me if you need anything.”
All of them head inside.
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Sanskaar comes out of the washroom after freshening up. Suddenly he hears some sound. A melodious tune as if someone is playing a flute. Throwing the towel on the bed he runs towards the window but finds no one. Closing his eyes, he feels the cold breeze blowing across his face when he feels someone behind him.
“Arnav”
He opens his eyes and turn around as soon as he feels someone whispering in his ear. Sanskaar tries to search his room but finds no one. But his fastened heart beat made him feel as if he has heard this name before.
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In the evening, Mr. Jha throws a party in order to celebrate the deal and their partnership. The party is in its full blow when someone comes near Sanskaar. “Mr. Maheshwari, it’s quite famous that you are absolutely mind-blowing in playing mouth-organ. So, can you oblige us by playing it for us”, asks the person. Sanskaar could not deny the request and agrees. He looks at Swara who is smiling at him sitting in one corner. He smiles back at her and starts playing the harmonica (or mouth organ). But the moment the instrument comes in contact with his lips and he closes his eyes, the same tune he heard in the morning starts playing.
Mr. Jha and Swara both look at Sanskaar completely shocked. Whereas he is lost in his own world playing the tune.
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With his closed eyes Sanskaar could see an absolutely beautiful girl running around.
“No Arnav…!!”
“I said I won’t listen to you Mishthi”, saying this he rubs both his hand on her cheeks coloring them pink and blue.
“How many times should I ask you to call me Khushi…??”, she frowns and turns around to leave. But Arnav holds her hand and pulls her towards him. Kissing her forehead he whispers, “I love you Khushi…!!”
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Sanskaar opens his eyes with a jerk, unable to understand what he saw just then. He doesn’t know why but his eyes travel towards Swara but she is not there. She is gone.
On the other side, Swara is breathing heavily. She couldn’t bear the pain she is feeling in her heart on hearing the tune. She runs and keeps running until she reaches the same mango tree in the garden. She falls down on her knees near the tree and cries. With each tear drop falling from her eyes she could see those flashes again. But this time, the flashes are not the same way as she has been seeing them all her life. This time they are not in bits, instead this time she could remember everything. Everything about her past life…
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PAST LIFE
It’s holi. Khushi is sitting in her room in order to save her from the colors. She never liked playing colors in holi, so every year she keeps herself locked in her room for the entire day. But it’s different with this year. This year, he is here. Arnav. The most notorious guy she has ever met. Hardly, one and a half year before he came to Kolkata along with his family. She keeps on thinking about him only when she hears a tune. The tune which Arnav plays on his flute for calling her.
Rolling her eyes, Khushi goes and opens the window of her room. “What do you want Arnav…??”, she shouts. “Come down”, Arnav shouts back in the same tone.
“I said I won’t come out today.”
“Come on Mishthi. It’s holi today.”
“It’s Khushi. And I’m not coming out today.”
“I don’t care. You are My Mishthi. And if you won’t come down by the time I finish my tune, I swear I’ll come up there and drag you out.”
Arnav sits on the nearby boulder starts playing his flute once again closing his eyes. He smiles remembering Khushi’s smiling face. As soon as he finishes the tune, he opens his eyes only to find Khushi standing in front of him.
“See I came. So, stop fussing around my house and go away”, Khushi glares at him. Arnav smirks and says, “Do you really think it’s that easy to escape me…?? After all, it’s our first holi together.”
Saying this he runs after her…
“Stop it Arnav…!! I said no colors on me…!!”
“And as if you’ll say something and I’ll listen to you…!! Happy Holi Mishthi…!!”, says Arnav running after her. He is wearing a blue Kurta and pajama, both his hands holding a fistful of colors.
Khushi turns towards him frowning and says, “It’s Khushi…!!”
Arnav shrugs, “Whatever…!! All I know is you are my Misthi…!!”
Running after her, Arnav corners her around the end of the street…
“No Arnav…!!”
“I said I won’t listen to you Mishthi”, saying this he rubs both his hand on her cheeks coloring them pink and blue.
“How many times should I ask you to call me Khushi…??”, she frowns and turns around to leave. But Arnav holds her hand and pulls her towards him. Kissing her forehead he whispers, “I love you Khushi…!!”
Her breath hitches the moment his words of confession get registered in her brain. She looks at him with wide eyes. Arnav chuckles, “What…!! Don’t look at me like that as if you didn’t know…!!”
Khushi smiles slightly and turns away but Arnav instantly wraps his arms around her waist from back, “Say it Khushi…!!”
“What…?!!”, her voice is merely a whisper as their intimacy is leaving her breathless.
“Say that you love me too”, Arnav whispers in her ear. Khushi opens her mouth to say something but closes it instantly as she sees Shyaam coming from opposite side. Pushing away Arnav she looks at Shyaam. “Arnav, what are you doing here…?? Uncle is calling you.” He informs Arnav.
Arnav smiles looking at Khushi and she smiles back signaling him to go. Arnav runs to his father when Khushi calls him. He turns and she kisses him on his cheek. “Tonight”, she whispers in his ear. “Tonight..??”, he looks at her confused. “I’ll say it tonight”, she smiles to him. Arnav does a happy dance before running to his father. Khushi shakes her head at his childishness and turns to leave when Shyaam holds her wrist, “Why are you doing this…??”
She looks at him confused, “What am I doing…??”
He narrows his eyes, “I know you don’t love him. You know how much I love you. You can always give me a chance.”
Khushi takes a deep breath before glaring at him, “And why should I give you a chance when I love him. Yes, I love Arnav. I seriously don’t believe this. You call yourself his friend but you are trying to snatch his love at his back.”
Shyaam shouts at her, “I’m not snatching anything from anyone. You are mine. You belong to me.”
Saying this he turns around angrily and leaves.
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It’s almost late evening. Khushi is very excited to confess her love to Arnav. She is going towards his house down a deserted road holding a box of his favorite sweet dish. She smiles thinking about something but all of a sudden someone comes from behind her and hits her head with something hard. “You are mine”, are the last words she hears before everything turns dark.
Khushi opens her eyes and finds herself lying on a bed. She turns her head but feels an extremely throbbing pain at the back of her head. “Arnav”, she utters his name and tries to get up to go to him when Shyaam comes to her and holds her shoulders tightly, “Where do you think you are going…??”
“To the place where I belong”, she spats back at him. “No Darling. You belong here”, he shouts at her in a voice filled of venom. She jerks his hand and gets up from the bed, “No I need to go.” She tries to go away when Shyaam holds her cheeks tightly. “You are mine. You got that…?!!”, saying this he slaps her hard throwing her down to the floor. And the next thing she knows that her clothes are ripped off her body and she loses herself bit by bit to the merciless demon.
Even then her strength didn’t deceive her. Khushi tries to get up and go to Arnav but Shyaam picks up a bottle lying nearby and hits on her head. She screams due to the pain, “Don’t think this is the end. This is definitely not the end. I’ll RETURN. But neither for you nor for the revenge. I’ll come back for my Arnav. For our Unending Love. And then, you’ll not be able to do anything.”
Shyaam could not bear this and he hits her head once again. Khushi falls down on the floor in a half-conscious state. “You don’t have to worry about him, Khushi. Once I’m done with you, I’ll send him also to you only. At least I owe you this much.”
Khushi could feel him dragging her by her legs. Shyaam drags her to the garden area of his house near a mango tree and digs a hole near its root. He buries Khushi alive while she keeps on thinking in her semi-conscious state, “I need to go. He must be waiting for me. I need to tell him how much I love him. This can’t be the end to our story. I can’t die like this. My Arnav, he must be waiting for me. Arnav. Arnav… ”
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“ARNAV”
Swara shouts his name again before falling unconscious near the tree.
Sanskaar on the other side is searching for her frantically everywhere when he suddenly remembers about the tree. He comes running outside and finds Swara lying unconscious. He tries to wake her up, “Swara…!! What happened…?? Open your eyes. Swara…!!”
Swara opens her eyes slowly and finds herself in Sanskaar’s embrace. Touching his cheeks with her shaky hands she whispers, “Arnav”, and with that she falls unconscious once again.
Sanskaar gets shocked on hearing this name. He takes Swara to her room and makes her lie there. After that he leaves. He goes out and stands near the tree.
“Arnav”, he hears the name again but this time he could see the girl from his flashes standing there and smiling to him. Suddenly the image disappears and turns into a bright light guiding him towards some unknown place. Sanskaar follows the light and keeps on walking until he reaches to a familiar place. When he stops and looks around the place he could feel the familiarity. He could see Arnav standing there hugging Khushi from back asking her to say something. Then he sees Shyaam arriving there. He could feel how uncomfortable Khushi becomes on seeing him. He could see Khushi kissing Arnav’s cheek promising to say what he wants to hear.
Bit-by-bit, going around the place, Sanskaar remembers everything. Whole night he keeps roaming around the place. And then it hits him. He is Arnav. “Then Khushi… Who is Khushi…??”, he thinks holding his head in both his hand. Then he remembers how Swara calls him Arnav. “Swara…??”
He runs back to her. He goes to her room and finds Swara standing near the window. “Why did you call me that…??”, he asks her. “What…?!!”, Swara turns towards him.
“You called me Arnav. Why…??”
“If I’ll tell you, will you believe me…?!!”
She turns back to look outside the window. “Khushi…!!”, Sanskaar calls her. Swara turns around shocked, “You remember…??”
Sanskaar looks at her, “You are Khushi right…?!!” Swara gets overwhelmed that Sanskaar remembers everything. She goes to hug him when Sanskaar stops her, “Why did you do that…?? You betrayed me…!! You promised…!! I was waiting for you for the whole night but you never came…!! Shyaam came the next morning and told me that you left, forever. He also said that you never loved me. I could not believe this. So, I came out to search for you but just then a truck came from opposite side and before I could do anything it hit me. Everything ended, even our love.”
Swara says loudly, “I betrayed you…?!! I betrayed you…?!?! No, I didn’t…!! I was coming to you…!! To be yours forever…!! To tell you how much I loved you…!! But it was your friend who betrayed you. Shyaam betrayed you.” She tells him everything that happened. “No matter how much I tried I could never reach you. Khushi is still lying there, under that mango tree. Our love can never end and the proof is that we are standing in front of each other now. If not as Arnav and Khushi then we are here as Sanskaar and Swara. If we were not able to become ArShi, we are here as SwaSan…!!”
Sanskaar runs out of the room. Swara follows him. He comes to a halt near the tree and sits there with a thump. “Khushi”, he speaks slowly touching the ground. Tears overflow his eyes, Swara comes and sits near him, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry for not being there when you needed me the most. I never deserved to be loved by you. I’m sorry. Khushi…!!”
He shouts her name and cries bitterly. Swara hugs him, “Shh…!! It’s okay…!! We are okay…!!” Sanskaar hugs her tightly, “I’m sorry.”
Swara kisses his forehead, “It’s okay. Life has given us another chance. We have returned just for each other. Let’s go away. Let’s go away from this place.”
Sanskaar hugs her again, “We will. But before that someone needs to pay for his deeds.”
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At night, Shyaam comes to his farmhouse to meet Sanskaar. He sits in the living room when he finds a chit lying on the table:
“YOU REALLY THINK YOU CAN GET AWAY THAT EASILY.”
He gets sweaty. He tries to pick up the glass to drink water when he finds another chit sticking to its base:
“EVERY ONE HAS TO PAY FOR HIS DEEDS. I SAID I’LL RETURN.”
Shyaam whispers, “Khushi…?!! But this is not possible…!!” As soon as he says this all the lights go off and he could see a shadow near the door. “Why…?? Why is it not possible…?? I told you I’ll return.”, says the person. Shyaam lets out a small laugh, “No…!! You can’t be Khushi…!! She cannot come back. I know you are some prankster.”
“Really…!! You think I’m a prankster…!! ‘Don’t think this is the end. This is definitely not the end. I’ll RETURN. But neither for you nor for the revenge. I’ll come back for my Arnav. For our Unending Love. And then you’ll not be able to do anything.’ Wasn’t this exactly what I said when you were killing me.”
Shyaam fumbles and falls on the floor. He stutters, “But this is impossible. How can you come back…?? I killed you with my own hands. I buried you there under that tree. How can you come back…??”
As soon as he says this all the lights get on again. Sanskaar comes storming towards him landing several punches on him…
“This is for hurting my Khushi”
Another punch.
“This is for betraying me and disrespecting my friendship.”
Another punch.
“This is for killing my love.”
Swara comes and holds Sanskaar whereas Shyaam keeps on looking at him in disbelief. Sanskaar shouts, “Inspector. Take this man away. You have his self-confession too.”
The inspector takes him away. Later the police digs the place near the tree and finds the remains of Khushi’s body.
Swara and Sanskaar are now standing near the tree in the dark under thousands and millions of stars shining above. It’s time for them to leave for Mumbai. Swara holds Sanskaar’s hand. He turns towards her. She looks at him with tear-filled eyes and says, “Is it too late now to say that I LOVE YOU…!! I know I couldn’t fulfill my promise back then. I know you were waiting for me and you might have felt betrayed but…”.
But she is instantly stopped as Sanskaar captures her lips in his in a light kiss. Breaking the kiss, he kisses her forehead, “I love you too…!! I loved you then. I love you now and I’ll love you forever and ever, not only in this life but for several lives to come. I promise to love you as long as I’ll exist in this world.”
The moment he says these words they see two stars breaking up from the sky and passing right above their heads as if God too has blessed their Unending and Eternal Love…!!
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When I’m with you,
Eternity is a step away,
My love continues to grow,
With each passing day.
This treasure of love,
I cherish within my soul,
How much I love you…
You’ll never really know.
You bring a joy to my heart,
I’ve never felt before,
With each touch of your hand,
I love you more and more.
Whenever we say goodbye,
Whenever we part,
Know I hold you dearly,
Deep inside my heart.
So these seven words,
I pray you hold true,
“Forever And Always,
I Will Love You.”
– Chris Engle –
——- ɷ ɷ THE END ɷ ɷ ——–
Hii friends…!! So, here I am with a new story…!! This time something different from what I usually write. God…!! I always wanted to write a story on incarnation and couldn’t stop myself on finding this opportunity where my two most favorite couple #Swasan and #Arshi are to be included. These two are the only couples who have driven me crazy to this level…!! I know it’s a pretty long one but do like and tell me what you feel about this story…!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING…!!
And for all those who are waiting for Mitwaa, it will be posted on Tuesday…!!