Tere ehsaasson mein
Bheege lamhato mein
Mujhko dooba tishnagi si hain
Teri adao se dilkash khatao se
In lamho mein zindagi si hai
Haya ko zara bhool jao
Mere hi tarah pesh aaoKho bhi do khud ko tum
Raaton mein meri
Raaton mein meri
Raaton mein meri
Raaton meinVikrant's fingers stopped working on the strings of guitar when his lips too stopped. He glanced at the huge crowd and then at last his vision fell on his love who was standing in front with a huge smile while clapping for him. He took the mic near his lips to say something.
"I know everyone is waiting for me to know when I'm going to get married, I'm single or not, I've someone in my life or not and many more. Today you'll get all the answers to your questions"
He took a deep breath and continued.
"Yes, I'm in love not from now but from long ago"
He smiled a little looking at her as she blushed.
"This Vikrant isn't the one whom everyone used to know two years ago. This me and that me have a huge difference"
Shivanya felt proud for him as he had came a long to make his own identity.
"There are two persons who were always there for me without whom I wouldn't come here. They are my mother and my love Shivanya"
He looked at her gesturing her to come on the stage but she was feeling shy in front of too many people. Taking a deep breath she came on the stage as he got up from his place and sat on his knees holding a ring in his fingers.
"Will you marry me, Anya?"
He asked with a smile as she felt her tears were rolling down from her eyes.
"I was already yours, Mr. Mehrotra"
Saying so, she hugged him tightly as the crowd started clapping and hooting for them. Many girls' heart broke while many people blessed the new couple for their upcoming journey.
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