Eyes don't lie

A Glimpse of Remembrance

Armaan's POV:-

I sat there, a smile adorning my face, as I observed the playful banter between Ridanshi and Riaansh. They were like two peas in a pod, constantly at odds but inseparable in their bond as twins. They were caught up in a heated discussion, trying to decide the perfect destination for Ridanshi's upcoming wedding.

Riaansh chimed in enthusiastically, "Bhaisa, tell her that a beach wedding in Goa would be amazing! The sun, the sand, the waves—it's a dream!"

Ridanshi shot back, her eyes sparkling with determination, "Bhaisa, this is my wedding we're talking about! I want to be surrounded by majestic mountains. After all, you love the mountains, don't you?", 

I couldn't help but feel a twinge of nostalgia as they mentioned the mountains. Memories of a time long ago flooded my mind. I maintained my composure, hiding the emotions that stirred within me, and responded with a calm demeanor.

"You know what, Riaansh? Ridanshi is right. It's her special day, and if she dreams of a mountain wedding, then so be it. We'll make it happen," I said, my voice laced with a hint of bittersweetness.

Riaansh, though initially taken aback, smiled and agreed, "You're right, bhaisa. It's not my wedding to decide. I'll gladly manage your wedding in Goa. Consider it done!"

With that settled, I excused myself and began to make my way out of the room. As I walked, I couldn't help but let my mind wander, replaying the memories that the mention of mountains had resurfaced. The mountains had once held a special place in my heart, intertwined with a connection that had changed my life.

I stepped into my room, seeking solace from the bustling world outside. As I closed the door, a rush of memories flooded my mind, taking me back to a time when everything reminded me of her. It didn't matter if it was the majestic mountains, a simple scoop of ice cream, or the gentle glow of the moon—it all evoked thoughts of her.

I found myself lost in the depths of nostalgia, my mind traversing through moments we had shared, conversations we had cherished. The moon, once just a celestial body, had transformed into a symbol of peace for me. It was as if its ethereal glow whispered secrets of tranquility and held fragments of our memories.

Lost in my reverie, I was interrupted by the ringing of my phone. It was Jay bhai, He informed me of an upcoming meeting, a reminder of the business side of my life. As a businessman in the tech field, I owned a company specializing in security expertise.

I gathered my thoughts, realizing the importance of maintaining a balance between the memories of the past and the responsibilities of the present. With a deep breath, I answered the call, acknowledging the demands of my professional life.

"Thank you, Jay bhai," I replied, my voice laced with a sense of determination. "I'll be there for the meeting. Let's discuss the future of our company and the impact we can create in the world."

As we ended the call, I couldn't help but reflect on the journey I had embarked upon. While the memories of her still held a special place in my heart, I understood that life had its own twists and turns. I had chosen a different path, immersing myself in the realm of technology and business.....

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Armaan and Khwahish, once deeply connected during their college days, had embarked on separate journeys that had shaped them into individuals with distinct identities. As time passed, they found themselves becoming different from each other, almost like opposite poles of a magnet.

Armaan, driven by his entrepreneurial ambitions, had immersed himself in the world of technology and business. He had become a disciplined and focused individual, channeling his energy into building his security experts company. He had honed his skills as a tech-savvy professional, seeking constant growth and innovation. His life had become structured, his days filled with meetings, negotiations, and strategic planning.

On the other hand, Khwahish had transformed into a beacon of creativity and spontaneity. Her journey as the owner of a customized gifts business had fueled her passion for bringing joy to people's lives. She thrived in the realm of artistry and personal connections, constantly exploring new ideas and designs. Her life was filled with vibrant colors, unconventional choices, and a sense of freedom that allowed her to embrace the unexpected.

Their paths had diverged, leading them to pursue lives that were seemingly opposite, yet equally fulfilling. Armaan's focus on practicality and strategic thinking had molded him into a pragmatic individual, while Khwahish's love for personalization and creative expression had made her embrace a more whimsical and intuitive approach....