✨Ambarsariya mundya ve
Kachchiyaan kaliyaan na tod
Teri maa ne bole hain
Mujhe teekhe se bol ✨
***
AUTHOR's POV -
The night passed quickly as the soldiers were busy analyzing the information they gathered from Fakiri. It was a restless night filled with anticipation and tension. The next morning, Vihaan and his team were up early, ready to put their plans into action.
Backup teams were dispatched to the locations pointed out by Fakiri. It was a crucial step in their mission to dismantle the terrorist network once and for all. As the teams set out on their respective missions, Vihaan couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency. The clock was ticking, and the success of their mission depended on precise execution.
Their investigations into Fakiri's network revealed chilling details. The extent of his influence and operations was staggering. The soldiers uncovered hidden arms caches, underground tunnels, and even documents outlining potential future attacks. The intelligence gathered was a stark reminder of the constant threat they faced.
In the midst of all this, Vihaan's mind was preoccupied with thoughts of Kaira. He knew he had to talk to her, to confess his feelings. But the fear of rejection gnawed at him. He needed advice, and there were two people he could always turn to—his parents.
Vihaan made a call to his mother, who was his pillar of strength. She listened patiently as he shared his dilemma.
"Vihaan, my dear," his mother began, "Love is a beautiful thing, and it's worth taking a chance. But remember, honesty is the key. Be open and sincere with Kaira, and let your heart guide you. She's a remarkable woman, and if she feels the same way, your love will only grow stronger."
Vihaan felt reassured by his mother's words. After hanging up, he dialed his father's number. His father had always been a source of wisdom.
"Son," his father said, "Love is about understanding and trust. You've faced life-threatening situations together, and that bond is special. Just be yourself, Vihaan. Kaira fell for the man you are, not the soldier. She'll appreciate your honesty and courage."
With his parents' advice in mind, Vihaan felt a renewed sense of determination. He would confess his feelings to Kaira, no matter what.
As evening approached, the media descended upon the army cantonment for a scheduled press conference. General Parwaane would address the nation about the successful mission. The soldiers were dressed in their uniforms, ready to stand tall as they faced the media.
Vihaan stood among his comrades, a mix of pride and nervousness in his heart. This mission had been a triumph, but there was something more personal on his mind. The presence of the media was a stark reminder of the world they were protecting, and the woman he hoped to build a future with.
Kaira, too, was getting ready for the press conference. She was ready in her uniform that accentuated her beauty and strength. Vihaan couldn't help but steal glances at her, his heart swelling with admiration.
The evening sun cast a warm glow over the army cantonment, and as they awaited General Parwaane's statement, Vihaan felt a sense of unity among his fellow soldiers. They had faced adversity together and emerged victorious.
The stage was set, the nation was watching, and Vihaan knew it was time to speak his truth. But for now, he would focus on the mission's success, knowing that victory in love could wait just a little longer.
General Parwaane stood at the podium, his stern expression softened by a glimmer of pride. The conference hall was filled to capacity with reporters, cameras, and dignitaries, all waiting for his address. The nation was eager to hear about the successful mission and the bravery of their soldiers.
"Ladies and gentlemen," General Parwaane began, his voice commanding attention, "Today, I stand before you not just as a military leader but as a proud Indian. Our great nation has witnessed a triumph—one that underscores our unity, resilience, and unwavering commitment to justice."
The room fell silent as the reporters hung on to his every word.
"The mission to dismantle the terrorist network led by Abu Fakiri has been an arduous journey, one filled with sacrifices and courage. Our soldiers, both men and women, have displayed unparalleled valor. They ventured into the heart of darkness to root out the evil that threatened our nation."
General Parwaane's gaze swept across the room, meeting the eyes of soldiers who had returned, battle-hardened but triumphant.
"Our soldiers, from the intelligence operatives to the fearless warriors on the front lines, have shown extraordinary commitment. They faced danger, overcame fear, and never wavered in their determination to protect our homeland."
A round of applause rippled through the room, and the soldiers on stage exchanged knowing glances."This mission was not just about retribution," General Parwaane continued, his voice unwavering. "It was about justice—for every innocent life lost, for every family shattered by the acts of terror, for every wound inflicted upon our nation's soul. We sought not revenge but closure, and our soldiers have delivered that closure with honor."
He paused, and the gravity of their collective achievement hung heavy in the air."As we stand here today, victorious, we must remember that this triumph belongs to every Indian citizen. It belongs to the mothers and fathers who sent their children into the service of our country. It belongs to the children who stood by their parents, sacrificing precious family time. It belongs to the countless individuals who offered their support, their prayers, and their unwavering belief in our mission."
General Parwaane's words were met with a standing ovation. The room reverberated with applause as the soldiers and the audience alike celebrated the unity of purpose that had brought them success."But let us not forget," General Parwaane's voice grew somber, "that our fight against terror is not over. We have shown our mettle, but we must remain vigilant. The enemies of peace will always seek to sow discord, but our resolve is stronger than ever. We will continue to protect our nation, our people, and our values."
With that, he concluded his address, the weight of his words lingering in the hearts of all those who had gathered.
The applause continued, ringing out in honor of the brave soldiers who had made this victory possible. General Parwaane stepped away from the podium, his gaze filled with pride as he joined his comrades.
****************************************************
Hey guys!
Here is the next part. Hope you liked it.
Do leave your precious votes and comments.
TAKE CARE~~
YOU ARE READING
| HIS FOREVER LOVE |
General Fiction"𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝑰 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒖𝒓𝒒𝒂" - 𝑽𝒊𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒏 "𝑰 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒋𝒐𝒓 !" - 𝑲𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒂 ...