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This OS Is A Prequel of Chaar Kadam. (My upcoming book)

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Abhimaan.

Armaan called out softly, taking a step forward with the help of his walking stick.

Dad.

Abhimaan called out, his voice thick because of crying, his eyes red with tears.

Mahi left me.

Abhimaan cried out, his eyes red with unshed tears.

Armaan sat beside Abhimaan and pulled him in a hug, stroking his back trying to calm him.

Armaan pulled away and said, his voice soft.

Mahi tumhein chor ker nahin gayi. She's with you, in your heart.

Armaan said softly pointing a finger at Abhimaan,s heart.

Sachi?

Abhimaan asked. Armaan,s heart was breaking a little more with each passing second seeing his son,s condition. Tears welled up in his eyes but he controlled himself and sighed.

He then spoke, his voice carrying the weight of his own experience.

True love isn't about obtaining the person, it's about keeping them in your heart and moving on, but not truly. They live with you, in your memories, in every moment of your life.

Armaan sighed heavily and added

It's real life and not a fairytale where you'll live a happily ever after. Everyone has to die. It's bitter but true.

Armaan said, his voice filled with sorrow.

Mumma ki death ke baad aapne move on kyun nahin kiya?

Abhimaan asked, his voice steady.

I just couldn't. Her memories are enough for me to live. No one can replace her in my life. Never.

Armaan said, his voice tinged with sincarity.

Maine tumhari mom se pyaar nahin kiya tha Abhimaan.

Armaan said, his voice soft, filled with sincarity.

Ishq kiya tha.

Armaan added, his voice firm.

Matlab??

Abhimaan asked confused. Armaan smiled mysteriously.

Jab sahi samey aayega toh samajh jaoge.

Armaan said, his voice filled with sincarity.

Per mumma ki jagah lene ki koshish toh ki hogi na kisi ne?

Abhimaan asked wiping away his tears.

Always remember Abhimaan, true love isn't about obtaining the person, or living a happily ever after with them. It is about keeping them in your heart and moving on, but not truly. They live with you, in every moment of your life, in your memories and they'll always stay in your heart or memories.

Armaan spoke, a tear trailed down his cheek which he didn't wipe and looked at his son.

No one can take their place, no one can replace them.

Armaan said softly, his words carrying the weight of his experience.

Armaan exhaled slowly, his features relaxing slightly and then he spoke, his voice firm

Chahe koi jitni bhi koshish ker le.

With that Armaan patted Abhimaan,s shoulder and left from there.

As Armaan sat on his bed, his gaze went to a photograph which was his and Abhira,s.

He reached out and held the photo frame. He stared at the picture, his eyes welled up with a delicate sheen of tears.

He then reached out, caressing Abhira,s face on the photo frame rather lovingly.

Yeh teri aur meri
Mohabbat hayat hai
Har lamha iss mein jeena
Mukadar ki baat hai

Kaisi ho?

Armaan asked, his voice and eyes filled with love as he stared at the picture.

Kya complain ker rahi thi tum?

Armaan asked with an accusing look in his eyes.

Haan.... Yehi na ke main tumhein yaad nahin kerta.

Armaan asked looking at the picture for few moments before he caressed it again with a loving touch, his eyes softened.

Aisa Nahin hai.

Armaan said with a soft shake of his head hugging the photo frame close to his heart.

Kasam se Abhira....

Armaan spoke, his voice trembling with a mixture of love and sincarity.

Ek pal nahin beeta, jab maine tumhein yaad na kiya ho, tumhare bare mein socha na ho.

Armaan stopped, a mixture of love and sincerity evident in his eyes and then he breathed sharply.

Tumse ishq na kiya ho.

Armaan added, his voice trembling with a mixture of love and vulnerability.

Kehti hai ishq duniya jisse....
Kehti hai ishq duniya jisse
Meri jaaneman
Iss ek lafz mein hi chuppi kayanat hai.

Armaan.

Armaan turned around swiftly hearing Abhira,s voice and, his feet carried him towards a direction unknown to him.

The sky was sunny. The sound of water flowing from the marble fountain and the chirping of the birds made the place come alive.

As Armaan entered inside the garden, he called out, his voice filled with a mixture of desperation and hope

Abhira.

Armaan called out looking around, his eyes filled with hope scanned the garden frantically trying to catch a sight of her. Apart from the dreams he saw and against the reality he knew, the reality that screamed at him that his Abhira is no more, that she won't come no matter how much he yells and calls out for her.

Abhira.

Armaan called out again, this time softly but there was silence. He downed his head in disappointment, tears dropping from his eyes.

Armaan.

Armaan looked up with a jolt and there, he saw her again,

He gasped seeing her, covering his mouth with his palm, a tear trailed down his cheek.

Abhi...ra.

He called out, his voice came out chocking.

Overwhelmed with a mixture of emotions, Armaan took a step forward only to realize that he held no walking stick. He looked at his aging hands only to find them young and unblemished again.

He let out a shaky smile unable to control his happiness and rushed towards her, enveloping her in a warm embrace. He closed his eyes feeling a wave of warmth coursing through his vains.

Tum aa gayi.

Armaan said , his voice tinged with vulnerability as tears rolled down his cheeks.

Ab jaane nahin doonga tumhein.

Armaan said, his voice carrying a promise.

Abhira pulled away from the hug but not completely. Her touch on his face was gentle, filled with emotion as she cupped his wet cheeks.

Main kahin nahin jaungi. We'll be together forever.

Abhira said, her voice quivering with a mixture of love and sincerity.

Armaan planted his lips on her forehead in an affectionate kiss, his words, a faint murmur against her skin

And beyond.

He pulled back and asked, his voice soft, a hint of smile playing on his lips.

Toh chalein?

Abhira looked at him, her brows knitting together in a delicate expression of confusion as she asked

Kahan?

Apni next birth ki ore.

Armaan said, a mischievous twinkle dancing in his gaze.

Haan zaroor.

Abhira said, her voice tinged with sincarity.

Agle janam mein main chahiye hoon ya koi aur?

Armaan asked, his voice filled with curiosity and a hint of vulnerability.

Tum.

Abhira said, her voice a mixture of tenderness and sincerity as she gazed at him with love filled eyes and they both held each other,s hands.

But mujhe tum yaad nahin rahoge.

Abhira said, a pout forming on her face.

Toh mujhe konsa yaad rahogi tum.

Armaan said softly and Abhira nodded her head in positive, a hint of realization flickering across her features.

Oh haan.

She looked at Armaan and said with a sheepish smile

Maine toh yeh socha hi nahin.

Armaan slapped his hand on his forehead.

But our destinies will be interlocked.

They both said in unison and laughed.

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