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“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t talk like that. It’s your personal matter anyway.” I apologized to her, feeling a pang of guilt for invading her space.
Relax, Aridhi.
It was okay if she didn’t want to tell me; I wouldn’t force her.
I was about to stand up from the bench when she held my hand, gently pulling me back down.
“It’s not like I want to hide it, but I just don’t want to remember those days of my helplessness. They’re nothing less than nightmares.”
She said, her voice was laced with a raw vulnerability as her gaze cast downwards.
“I was about your age when I got famous by the name, Miss RA. But due to some reasons, I had to erase that name from the world.”
Yes, that was what I was waiting for—to accept her identity openly.
“In the hope that one day my legacy would be carried on by another woman, I published that book. It inspired millions.”
A small smile lifted her lips, genuine and proud.
“After seeing you, I felt like my younger version was standing in front of me.” She explained further, her voice gaining a quiet strength.
“Sorry, I can’t tell you the reason why I erased my professional identity.”
She finally looked at me, and in that moment, I launched myself forward, wrapping my arms around her in a fierce hug.
Thank you.
THANK YOU SO MUCH, KANHAJI!
You fulfilled my wish, I love you.
My heart swelled with overwhelming gratitude.
It took her only a few seconds to hug me back, her arms closing around me in a comforting embrace.
I was so glad she had told me.
It was okay if she hadn’t revealed the reason yet, but I hoped one day she would open up about that, too.
“Even I didn’t know about it.” Ruvit exclaimed, his voice filled with surprise and disbelief.
Aunty looked at her son, a soft smile gracing her lips, and then drew him into the hug as well.
I guessed sometimes silence was more powerful than words.
I wanted to talk to her more about that book, to ask a thousand questions that now swirled in my mind.
But a nagging thought pricked at me.
First, I should call Mum or Bhaiya.
The moment I took out my phone, it started to ring itself, the screen flashing with Naksh’s name.
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