A love story which is like a wired ear phones, tengled yet inseparable
It was a song without melody
A dance without steps
a book with torn pages
It was the end but with a new beginning
A sunrise after sunset
Incomplete, yet complete
Their love...
~~Hawa ke jhonke aaj mausamon se rooth gaye Gulon ki shokhiyaan jo bhanwre aake loot gaye Badal rahi hai aaj zindagi ki chaal zara Issi bahaane kyun naa main bhi dil ka haal zara ~~
Raghav's family was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief as Aahan was acquitted of all charges. The evidence Raghav had uncovered had proven conclusively that Aahan was not in the car at the time of the accident. The focus now shifted to finding the person who had tried to frame Aahan, but unfortunately, they seemed to have vanished into thin air.
Raghav's team was still working tirelessly to find any leads, but every trail seemed to end in a dead-end. The person who had called Raghav a few weeks ago and challenged him was still unknown. It was as if they had never existed.
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?? " now what-"
The door burst open, and a girl with ocean blue eyes, dressed in a tight, short dress, stood tall, her presence electrifying. Her gaze scanned the room, her eyes blazing with a fierce intensity that made the others shrink back.
Girl "What is this?" she spat, her voice venomous.
Girl "This is your plan? This is how you'll take them down ?"
One of the men, trying to placate her, took a step forward.
?? "We'll get them Miss Chandravanshi , don't worry. We just need to-"
But she cut him off, her words slicing through the air like a knife.
Miss Chandravanshi "Oh please,that Raghav is swatting away every move you make like the insignificant insects you are. You're just wasting your time."
The man sitting in the head chair, shrouded in shadows, chuckled softly. The sound sent a shiver down the spines of the others. He seemed to be the only one who wasn't intimidated by the girl's fury.
The girl's eyes locked onto him, her gaze piercing.
Miss Chandravanshi "What's so funny Mr maheshwari?" she demanded.
But he didn't respond. Instead, he gazed at the clock on the wall, his eyes fixed on the ticking hands.
Mr maheshwari "Chandravanshis ke kul ka deepak bujhane ke liye pehele iss ram ko Ayodhy se durr bejna hoga" he said finally, his voice low and mysterious.
The girl's eyes narrowed, her face twisted in frustration. "Matlab? What are you talking about?"
Mr maheshwari " matlab Asli ramayan toh ab chalu hogi "
The man's gaze remained fixed on the clock, his expression unreadable. The others 6 people exchanged nervous glances, unsure of what to make of his cryptic words.
