*POV*
I was in the library reading a book. To my surprise there was a letter in the book. I thought " Who kept it here, should I open and read it ?". I did what I thought of, I don't know why but this letter was like, it was written for me.But who w...
Hiee, I am w new chapter. Let's begin _________________________________________ Tere pyaar ki yaadein, dil se mita na paayi, Main hoon teri, yeh sach kabhi na bhoolayi.
Chahe yaadein dhundhli ho, pyaar toh sada rahega, Meri har saans mein tera naam basa rahega. ________________________________________
Anamika's heart shattered at the question, but she forced herself to stay calm. "Main Anamika hoon. Main aapki... aapki wife hoon."
His eyes widened slightly, searching her face for answers. "Mujhe yaad nahi aa raha."
She took a deep breath, trying to hold back her tears. "Koi baat nahi. Aap abhi theek ho jayenge. Hum milkar sab kuch theek karenge."
Aarav stepped forward. "Nikhil, kya tumhe main yaad hoon? Main Aarav hoon, tumhara dost."
Nikhil shook his head slowly. "Mujhe kuch yaad nahi aa raha."
Anamika and Aarav exchanged a glance, both determined to help Nikhil through this. They knew it would be a long and difficult journey, but they were ready to face it together.
Days turned into weeks as Anamika and Aarav worked tirelessly to help Nikhil regain his memories. They brought in photo albums, shared stories, and tried to recreate familiar environments. Slowly, bits and pieces began to come back, but it was a painstaking process.
One evening, Anamika sat beside Nikhil, holding his hand. "Kya tumhe yeh jagah yaad hai? Hum yahan aksar aate the."
Nikhil looked around, a hint of recognition in his eyes. "Yeh jagah thodi familiar lag rahi hai, par yaad nahi aa raha."
"That's okay," she said softly. "Humare paas waqt hai."
Nikhil squeezed her hand gently. "Thank you for being so patient with me. I'm sorry I can't remember."
Anamika smiled, though her heart still ached. "Hum naye yaadein banaenge. Saath mein."
Just then, a woman entered the room. She looked directly at Nikhil. "Nikhil, tumhe main yaad hoon? Main Ritu hoon. College mein tumhari biwi banne wali thi," she said, her voice filled with hope.
Anamika felt her heart sink even more. Jealousy and anger bubbled inside her, but she tried to stay calm. "Nikhil, yeh sach nahi hai. Main hi aapki wife hoon," she said firmly.
Nikhil looked from Anamika to Ritu, confusion written all over his face. "Mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha," he said.
Anamika clenched her fists, but she kept her voice steady. "Nikhil, main Anamika hoon. Tumhe yaad hai woh letter jo maine college mein likha tha?" she asked, hoping to trigger a memory.
Nikhil's eyes flickered as if he was trying to remember something, but he stayed silent.
Days turned into weeks as Anamika, Aarav, and even Ritu worked tirelessly to help Nikhil regain his memories. They brought in more photo albums, shared more stories, and tried to recreate familiar environments. Slowly, bits and pieces began to come back, but it was a painstaking process.
One afternoon, Ritu came over with a scrapbook. "Nikhil, dekho, yeh humari college ki yaadein hain," she said, opening the book. It was full of pictures and notes from their college days.
Nikhil looked at the scrapbook, a flicker of recognition in his eyes. "Yeh... yeh thoda yaad aa raha hai," he said, pointing at a picture of him and Ritu at a college event.
Anamika watched silently, her heart heavy. She knew she had to do something to help Nikhil remember their true bond. That night, she brought out a letter she had written to Nikhil in college. It was a love letter, full of hopes and dreams for their future.
"Nikhil, yeh letter dekho. Maine college mein tumhe yeh likha tha," she said, handing him the letter.
Nikhil took the letter and started reading. As he read, his expression softened. "Yeh... yeh letter mujhe yaad aa raha hai," he said, looking up at Anamika with tears in his eyes.
Anamika's heart leaped with joy. "Tumhe yaad aa raha hai, Nikhil? Yeh humari kahani hai," she said, tears streaming down her face.
Nikhil nodded slowly. "Haan, thoda thoda yaad aa raha hai. Tum... tum Anamika ho, meri wife," he said, his voice filled with wonder.
Anamika hugged him tightly, relief and happiness washing over her. "Haan, main tumhari Anamika hoon," she whispered.
Despite remembering the letter, Nikhil's other memories remained elusive. He continued to be torn between Anamika and Ritu. Each day was a struggle as he tried to piece together his past.
Ritu did not step back. She often visited, spending time with Nikhil and showing him more memories from their college days. Anamika's jealousy and frustration grew, but she remained determined to help Nikhil remember their true connection.
One evening, Anamika found Nikhil and Ritu looking at old photos together. Her heart ached, but she approached them with determination. "Nikhil, tumhe aur kuch yaad aa raha hai?" she asked, her voice gentle but firm.
Nikhil looked up, confusion still in his eyes. "Bas woh letter yaad hai, Anamika," he said. "Par baaki sab kuch abhi bhi dhundhla hai."
Anamika nodded, swallowing her pain. "Hum naye yaadein banaenge. Saath mein," she repeated, holding onto the hope that one day, Nikhil would remember everything.
As days turned into weeks, the tension between Anamika and Ritu grew. Each tried to help Nikhil in their own way, but the competition strained everyone. Yet, Anamika never gave up. She believed that their love would eventually shine through.
One night, Anamika found herself alone with Nikhil. They sat in silence, the weight of their unspoken words heavy in the air. Finally, Anamika spoke. "Nikhil, tumhe yaad hai jab hum pehli baar mile the? Woh ek khoobsurat din tha," she said softly, trying to spark a memory.
Nikhil closed his eyes, trying to remember. "Woh letter... usmein sab kuch likha tha," he murmured. "Mujhe bas woh yaad hai."
Anamika reached out, taking his hand in hers. "Hum sab kuch theek karenge, Nikhil. Hum naye yaadein banaenge. Bas mujhe bharosa karo," she said, her voice filled with determination.
Nikhil looked at her, his eyes searching hers. "Main koshish kar raha hoon, Anamika. Main sach mein koshish kar raha hoon," he said, his voice breaking.
Anamika smiled through her tears. "Main jaanti hoon. Aur hum yeh saath mein karenge," she said.
As they sat together, holding onto each other, Anamika knew that their journey was far from over. But she also knew that with love and determination, they could overcome any obstacle. They would build new memories, one day at a time, until Nikhil's heart remembered what his mind had forgotten.
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