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"I know, you never intended to be in this world. But you're in it all the same.
So why not get started immediately. I mean, belonging to it.
There is so much to admire, to weep over. And to write music or poems about.................."
The sun had begun its ascent, casting a warm glow across the cityscape as Shubhita stepped out onto the bustling streets. Her footsteps echoed against the pavement, a rhythmic beat that mirrored the tumultuous thoughts swirling within her mind. She pulled her shawl tighter around her shoulders, seeking solace in its comforting embrace as she made her way to the local temple.
As she entered the hallowed halls, the scent of incense and the soft murmur of prayers enveloped her, wrapping her in a sense of peace amidst the chaos of her emotions. She found a quiet corner and sank to her knees, bowing her head in silent supplication. For a moment, she let herself surrender to the stillness, allowing the weight of her burdens to slip away in the presence of something greater than herself.
In the sanctity of the temple, Shubhita found clarity amidst the confusion. She realized that she couldn't continue to ignore the warning signs, couldn't sacrifice her own happiness for the sake of societal expectations. With a newfound sense of resolve, she whispered a prayer for guidance, for the strength to follow the path that lay before her, even if it meant facing uncertainty and upheaval.
Meanwhile, across town, Vatsal found himself in the quiet confines of his family home, the echoes of their conversation still reverberating in his mind. He sat at the kitchen table, sipping on a mug of steaming coffee as he stared out the window, lost in thought. The familiar sights and sounds of home offered little comfort, as he grappled with the realization that he had been blind to the machinations of his own family.
As Vatsal sat lost in thought, the sound of footsteps approaching drew his attention. His elder brother Vishal entered the room, his expression a mix of concern and curiosity. Vishal was always the more perceptive one, attuned to the subtle shifts in his brother’s demeanour.
“Let’s go out for a walk, what say?”
Vishal suggested, pulling out a chair and taking a seat opposite Vatsal at the table. Vatsal's gaze remained fixed on the swirling patterns in his coffee, his demeanor tense as he replied tersely,
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