𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐃𝐞𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐢 [𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯 𝐉𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐥]

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Chapter Four

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Muskilo mein yeh daale, jo bhi chahe kara le..
Badle yeh dilon ke faisle...
Man ka mauji, isq toh ji, albeli si raahon pe le chhale...
Koi piche na aage hain, phir bhi jaane kyun bhaage hain..
Maare isqe ka, isqe ka dil mere dil mera..
Iske uske yeh hisse mein, tere mere yeh kisse mein..
Maula sikhe, bin sikhe, bin sikhe, de sikha... 🥀✨

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Author's POV.

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Mumbai, India.
5:48 pm.

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Roohi stepped out of the Chatrapati Shivaji Maharaj International Airport, Mumbai and inhaled the air. Oh boy, she missed her home. Her Mumbai...

Sara, Shubman, Dhruv, Devdutt, Yashasvi, Riyan, Ishan, Aditi, Shreyas, Trisha and Abhishek just smiled looking at Roohi who was living the moment.

Soon everyone sat in the car. Sara, Shubman, Dhruv and Roohi in one car. Riyan, Abhishek, Aditi, Ishan, Trisha and Shreyas in the other car which was 7 seaters.

As Dhurv lived near Sara's house, he was going with them. Soon they all reached their respective homes.

Sara and Roohi were welcomed by Arjun who was the only one at home. Sara and Roohi went to their rooms to take rest.

Roohi kept her luggage at the one corner of the room and sat on bed. It was well decorated yet simple. Just like how she loved.

She then remembered about her school days in Mumbai. Oh how sad yet happy they were. Roohi still remember how both Tara and Aditya just used her to get close to each other. She was never someone's first choice. Was she?

Little did she knew, there is a boy who could not even think of someone who is not her. Who is not Roohi.

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In the loud classroom where everyone was talking and laughing, there was a girl. Who was sitting quietly by the window. Writing something in her book. Something that made her happy. Something which was her dream.