Ram helps Bheem climb up from the water and everyone around the shore starts showering the males with praises, inviting them to participate in the local festival. The newly met friends look at each other before nodding and rushing ahead.
While Bheem seems to have sprinted a little faster, Ram seems to climb on a people's shoulder to reach the top more easily but they both do break the urban pot together.
Time seems to slow down as Ram and Bheem form a strong friendship, while Bheem finds a brother for himself, Ram feels truly relaxed for the while he was with Bheem.
Both of them start meeting regularly, sharing stories, memories or simply just talking or roaming around but there was always kind of an invisible line between them as if they were walking on the same path but with different aims.
For now, Bheem was taking Ram to meet with his family and have lunch when they crossed Scott's mansion, while Ram's head immediately turned in the opposite direction to scan the area for anything slightly suspicious, Bheem's gaze fixes at the mansion, maybe they really are walking same path with different goals.
"Bhai, that's my mother." Bheem introduces the woman once the duo enters his house.
"That's my father."
Once the introductions are done everyone sits down to eat while chatting. Ram smiles, it's been a while since he has been this loose and carefree.
"How many times do I have to tell you not to use your left hand to eat?" Bheem's mother's voice cuts his line of thoughts.
"What's left and right to a hunger mother." Akhtar retorts and turns to find Ram looking at him, a certain longing and grief flashes in his eyes before they go back to their mysteriously blank self.
"What happened Bhai?" He asks, tilting his head, features twisting in concern.
"Nothing, I just remembered something. It's not all that important. " The reply satisfies Akhtar so he goes back to eating but Ram seems to have lost the rest of his appetite and gets up a few minutes later.
He was washing his hands when the sound of hushed conversation fell in his ears. He entered the room again right in the middle of Akhtar and his sister consoling their mother.
"Ammi please stop crying like this, Safeena would have never wanted this."
Safeena? Who is that?
"What is this all about?”
He asks before he could think it through, all three people seem to freeze before Akhtar addresses the issue.
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FanfictionA. Ram Raju, a dedicate officer in the British force with a goal. He is powerful and loyal to his duty and the promise he has made in past but it all changes when she enters his life. Siya, a deadly warrior who has only one aim, never leave Bheem al...