𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐈 [𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖨𝗇𝗇𝗈𝖼𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖫𝗈𝗏𝖾] (Duet #1)

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देख लो हम को क़रीब से
आज हम मिले हैं नसीब से
ये पल फिर कहाँ?
और ये मंज़िल फिर कहाँ?

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After a few hours of walking, Arav and Ritika continued their journey, their steps becoming heavier with each passing moment. Arav, noticing the exhaustion on Ritika’s face, pointed towards a dhaba up ahead.

“See, there’s a dhaba. We can rest for a bit,” Arav suggested, his concern evident.

“No, I’m not tired. We need to find our way soon,” Ritika insisted, her voice firm but her eyes betraying her fatigue.

“I’m tired. Please?” Arav pleaded, his tone softer. Ritika sighed, realizing they both needed a break, and walked towards the dhaba with Arav following closely behind.

“What should I order?” Arav asked, attempting to lighten the mood.

“Mera sar!” Ritika snapped, her irritation clear.

["My head"]

“Wow, that sounds delicious,” Arav quipped, earning a glare from her.

Ignoring the banter, Arav ordered two pav bhajis. As they waited, he checked his phone and noticed the signal bars lighting up.

“Network aa gaya,” Arav announced, relief washing over him.

“Call someone quickly,” Ritika urged, her anxiety evident.

Arav dialled a teacher’s number, and after a few rings, the call connected. “Hello, beta, where are you both? We realised you were missing when we arrived. Everyone’s so worried!” the teacher exclaimed.

“Ma’am, we missed the bus,” Arav explained, recounting the events that led to their current situation.

“What will you do now? Should we send someone to pick you up?” the teacher asked, her concern palpable.

“No, ma’am, the bus station is not too far from here. We’ll make our way there,” Arav assured her.

“Alright, beta. Be careful, both of you,” the teacher said before disconnecting the call.

“They’ve reached the hotel,” Arav informed Ritika, who nodded.

“I need to call mummy” she said, taking his phone and moving to a quieter corner. Arav watched her as she called her mother’s number, her face a mixture of worry and relief.

Arav returned to the bench, glancing at Ritika as she came back from her call. Their pav bhaji lay scattered on the ground, with two men now occupying their bench.

"What the hell is this? Ritika snapped, her eyes flashing with anger.

"What?" one of the men asked, his tone dismissive.

"This was our bench, and that was our food. How dare you throw it away?" she demanded, her voice rising.

"Hey, girl, lower your voice," the man said, standing up to face her.

"Ritika, it's okay. We'll just order more," Arav said, trying to defuse the situation.

"It's not okay, Arav. They can't just throw our food like that. Tum logon ke baap ke paise ka nahi order Kiya tha jo aise karoge. Return our money, Ritika insisted, glaring at the men.