✨The Graveyard✨

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ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।

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Sunrays are filling the little grassland of sleeping graves.
Dusty, untouched , lifeless beds of sleeping souls who left this world a long ago, cutting off every strings , leaving memories to their loved one, seems like glowing in this afternoon.
Veer was sobbing silently.
Is it coincidence or fate that the person he was supposed find is standing right beside him.
He couldn't believe when he heard his name. Darshan Raval.
When Darshan heard Vaani's name from him, He shook Veer to find how come he knows her.
In a verge of argument, both of them find out that about each other.
Darshan told him everything. How Vaani became his childhood best friend! How he couldn't find her after she left him....
Veer has a lot to say. That's why they came in the graveyard behind the orphanage. Where Vaani is sleeping peacefully.

Darshan sat on his knees infront of her grave. Almost like he fell on his knees. Arushi held him and started rubbing his back.
Resting the back on a tree , Veer said....

Veer: It was her favourite place. Even before her death, she used to come here often just to spend some alone time.
I teased her often that ghost will haunt you.... She used to smile and said , " One day you'll find out that graveyard is the most peaceful place"....

A teardrop fell from Darshan's eyes.
He touched the grave.
Darshan felt like that Vaani can feel his touch. As if this concrete grave has a sleeping heart which is lying peacefully.

Veer: She.... She always talked about you.

Darshan: please....tell me everything. Every--everytthing.

His voice broke, Veer rubbed his eyes with his arms to wipe the tears.

ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।

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Veer: Vaani di was 3 years older than me.  She was an orphan too... Just like me. Our birth parents threw us on the road very easily as if we're garbage.

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