"𝑪𝒂𝒏 𝑰 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔? 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓?"
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"Only 5 months into this marriage, and we'll part our ways," he said, but their marriage had been arranged for the past 18 years.
Tears streamed down h...
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It was my schedule, or rather a ritual, to visit Dreams Park once a week for 17 minutes . My business allows me just that much time.
I chose today because I had spent the whole day with Rooh, so if my day was already going well, I wanted to make it even better. Why not do everything that reminds me of Rooh?
I was driving, my mood relaxed, in a very happy, melodious, and rhythmic state. It had been a good day. It didn't matter that I had let go of an 80 crore deal; shopping for Rooh was obviously more important to me.
Right Abhiyansh? My subconscious kicked in ,agreeing with it.
Once I reached the park, I made sure not to bring any of my devices. I wanted to be alone, as I had been doing for the past 12 years—17 minutes of alone time with Rooh's memories.
This park holds a lot of good memories of me and Rooh because it was the very first and last place I met her, bid goodbye to her, felt something for her, played with her, laughed, enjoyed, and lived the best moments of my life.
For the past 12 years, I have spent precisely 17 minutes every week in Dreams Park. This ritual has deep roots; the last time I saw Rooh, our meeting lasted only 17 minutes.
After that, nine long years passed without a word from her as she moved to London, disappearing from my life without any contact, never looking back.
Each visit to this park is filled with longing to share every special moment with her. My heart swells with emotions every time I step into this park.
"One day, I will finally tell you everything that's in my heart, Rooh," I always promise myself.
A few more weeks, just a few more dreams, and both of us will be together. I won't be alone anymore because she will be mine. As I arrived at the park around 9:00 PM, expecting the usual peace with only a few noisy kids to disturb the tranquility, I was utterly shocked.
There she was, Rooh, sitting in the park at this late hour. I had come at this time to avoid the crowd and find solace, but instead, I found the person I had been longing for all these years.
Maybe I won’t have to come here alone anymore.
I walked towards her, but she didn't notice me. She was lost in her own thoughts, her head resting on the bench with her eyes tightly closed. She was clutching her kurta tightly, her lips trembling.
