Special Moments

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Hello sweets readers ❤️ So I am back here after listening  uncountable Harmless curses from my friends and some readers and also suffer some blackmailing from friends 😒. Do not disappoint me again like before, otherwise next time I will not come to anyone's request, and one think fit your mind read chapter and give feedback if you not given then it would be very bad 😤 . ok one more thing before we start, do inline comments So that let me know which moments do you like and which are not Then from that point, I can do more changes in chapters and writing. ok so my lecture is over so start reading

“As is a tale, so is a life: Not how long it is, but how good it is, is what matters.” – Seneca

Memories are priceless; no amount of money can bring them back that is why they are often treasured and cherished. Memory is one way of holding into things that you do not want to part with, things that somehow made you happy in some point. Our memory is like a net, all the good things come out in its holes and the sad things remained trapped inside so keep in mind not to trust it. No one can erase or steal those sweetest memories of love. Memories fade away, but the feeling of love is immortal.

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“Love me like Saturday night, like three glasses of champagne, like the room is spinning, like you're drunk on my love.”

Love doesn’t make the world go round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile. Love is like the wind; you can’t see it but you can feel it. The beginning of true love, the falling in love part, gives us starry eyes and the feeling of butterflies in our stomachs. Love means always having someone around who understands us, even without having to tell them specifically what's going on in our hearts and minds at any particular moment. Love means having someone who always put you first, even if you yourself don't. And love assures us that we will never be alone. Love is instantaneous and happens when you least expect it. Love is so much more than those three little words.

Rakshit and Drishti settled on the edge of the waterfall under the tree. Drishti had her lags dipped into the water. She was touching the water with her hand, sometimes throwing them here and there. She was enjoying being there. The passing waters were touching her legs making her feel ticklish. She was giggling. The cold water was making her shiver but she loved the sensation.
Rakshit was also there sittign beside her, he was staring at her continuously. His heart was filled with content seeing her so happy. He too had a smile playing on his lips seeing her smiling. He has got to see different side of Drishti in this trip about which he was totally unaware. She is the one who always behaves maturely and manages everything. But she also has a childish side which he got to see now and he loved this carefree side of her.

“I guess someone has liked this place too much, isn’t it?” Rakshit asked suddenly still looking at her.
Drishti turned towards Rakshit hearing his voice. She had an ear to ear smile covering her face.

“No, I am loving it here.” Drishti stopped for a while before starting again. “If I was given a chance, I would have left everything and come here to live forever. It’s so peaceful here.” She said dreamily looking around.

Rakshit chuckled hearing her. “Yeah, call me too. I will also settle down here with you. Only you and me. What an idea!!!!” He exclamied and gave a teasing smile to her.

Drishti glared at him rolling her eyes. “Rakshit!!! I am serious.” She slapped on his arm.

“I am also serious.” Rakshit said shrugging his shoulder.

Drishti again turned back towards the water. Rakshit left a breath seeing her. He looked around and something caught his attention. He smiled seeing that and thought of something. He looked at Drishti for once but she was too busy in enjoying the environment to notice him. Rakshit simply got up from her side and went a little away.
Few minutes later, Drishti turned towards the other side where Rakshit was sitting but she found her side empty. A cold shiver ran down through her spine. Her breath hitched in her throat not finding Rakshit beside her. She was scared. She looked around to spot Rakshit but could not find him. She was about to get up and shout for him but before that she felt someone holding her from back. She sighed in relief feeling the touch. Because she knew who is the owner of it.

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