"Aryan"
"Aryan"
A voice near his ear woke Aryan up from his slumber. He found Choti sitting on his chest swatting her small arms on his face. Imlie sitting beside holding Choti protectively from one hand and the other, well caressing his ear.
"Happy birthday ABP" she wished.
After years his Jungli wished him on his birthday. His eyes welled up with tears, he immediately stood up and engulfed Imlie & Choti in a hug.
His world. After so much of pain & longing he finally found his home.
Breaking the hug Imlie gave Aryan his gift.
A book. To be precise a diary.
"Yeh tofa Choti ki baba ke liye nahi. Meri ABP ke liye hai. Meri Akkadbagga Singh Rathore ke liye. Meri pati aur meri pyaar ke liye. Iss diary mein maine sab kuch likha hai. Par abhi bhi bohot kuch kehena baki hai. Isiliye Aryan saath chaloge meri saans toot ne tak?"
Aryan could not be thankful enough for Imlie for being his side strong every moment as she promised. They had their fair share of up & down but he prayed for a new wish, a new promise to be with her for a life time.
"Thank you Imlie." Aryan told Imlie sealing his promise with a kiss.
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Imlie insisted him to finish reading the diary today itself. Aryan skimmed through it all day just to find a note in the last page saying,
'tumhari surprise gift aaj raat ko milega' ![]()
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FanfictionAryan, Imlie & Chhoti [Extremely short stories which were a twitter thread written as time flies over the past year. Saving here as a memory dedicated to my favorite Arylie.]
