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𝐔𝐬𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐳𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐞
𝐇𝐚𝐢 𝐡𝐮𝐦,
𝐁𝐚𝐬 𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐢 𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐧 𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞
𝐇𝐚𝐢 𝐡𝐮𝐦,,
𝐃𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐣𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐤𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐛 𝐤𝐲𝐚
𝐊𝐫𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐦𝐮𝐣𝐡𝐞,
𝐉𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐢 𝐣𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚
𝐚𝐚𝐣 𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐡𝐮𝐦...........

English translated:-

I am yearning for their wait,
I am sustained by the cherished memories of them,,
Now that I've conquered the world, what else is there for me to do,
The one I won from the world, is the one I lost today.......

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(You can take hints from the poetry about the upcoming chapter ;)

Infront of room no 147.....there was an atmosphere that was filled with calmness.

Everyone was happy that things were sorted out and mr singhania had woken up from his deep slumber and now was resting.

"Tera ehsaan hai mere par beta"

(You owe me dear)

Mrs Singhania said smiling at YN lovingly.

"Aisi koi baat nhi hai...wo mere bhi pita hai"

(There's nothing like that...he's also my father)

She said smiling softly while spitting the truth.

Mrs Singhania came near her and softly held her hands....no she shouldn't say that thing.

YN could feel what's coming next.

"YN beta jo hua so hua....humare sath vaapis chalogi zindagi firse or acchi tarah start krne keliye?"

(YN dear what happened was happened.....will you come with us to restart life in a good way)

Hope...her eyes were filled with hope looking at her son's wife who was her daughter also. Her eyes were begging her to say yes...but this isn't how the world works.

Deep down she was feeling like a selfish women who could do anything for her son....but what about the lost pieces of YN's broken heart.

YN slightly pulled her hands out of Mrs Singhania's grip making her smile to vanish from her face.

"I am sorry"

She said in a low voice not looking in the old and experienced eyes of the lady...because she knew she will melt with even a little gaze.

But there conversation was paused with the heavy footsteps which were coming near them.

"YN mujhe tumse baat krni hai"

(YN I want to talk to you)

She looked at him who has Yug in his arms.

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