"Ms.Rathore, I hope you are okay with the rules!?" He asked looking up at her emotionless face
''Yes , Mr.Kashyup" She said hiding the emotions building inside her.
''Alright then, We will meet next week. Take care of yourself '' Arjun said walkin...
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"Grief is the price we pay for love."
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With quivering lips, Siya uttered,
"P..p-papa,"
her voice trembling with a mixture of disbelief, longing, and overwhelming emotion.
She couldnt hold herself and ran to him embracing him tightly like her life depending on him and only him.. Overwhelmed by a rush of emotions, Pritviraj reciprocates her hug with equal fervor. His arms wrap around her, holding her tightly as if he never wants to let go. In that moment, time stands still for him. Meeting her again after so many years, he had resigned himself to the belief that she was lost to him forever. Yet, here she is, alive and in his arms, defying the odds. In that embrace, he feels a mix of disbelief, relief, and an overwhelming sense of gratitude that she's back in his life. It's as if a part of him that he thought was forever lost has suddenly been found, and the sheer intensity of that realization washes over him, leaving him speechless yet filled with an indescribable sense of joy and wonder.
Tears streaming down their cheeks, she felt the weight of years of longing and absence lift from her shoulders. Trembling with emotion, she buried her face in his chest, the warmth of his embrace a balm to her wounded soul.
"Papa," she sobbed, the word catching in her throat, heavy with the weight of unspoken longing and unshed tears. It was a word she had not uttered in years, a word that had once been a distant memory, now reclaimed in the embrace of her lost father.
He held her close, his own tears mingling with hers, as he whispered words of comfort and reassurance, his voice trembling with emotion. In that moment, the years of silence and separation melted away, replaced by the timeless bond of love and kinship.
And as she clung to him, calling him "papa" again and again, she felt a sense of belonging wash over her, a deep-rooted certainty that no matter the distance or the time that had passed, they would always find their way back to each other, guided by the enduring strength of their love.
As his daughter's tear-stained face nestled against his chest, her voice trembling with emotion as she called him "papa," he felt a tidal wave of emotions crashing over him. His heart, heavy with the weight of years spent apart, soared with a bittersweet mix of joy and sorrow.
