Mujhe Pyaar Hua Tha~ Short Stories Collection

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Tu maane ya na maane dildara
Assan te tainu rabb manneya
Dass hor kehda rabb da dwara ho
Hor kehda rabb da dwara
Assan te tainu rabb manneya
Ho tere bina nahio dil da guzara
Assan te tainu rabb manneya
Tu maane ya na maane dildara
Assan te tainu rabb manneya

Abhinav's POV

The studio was quiet, the only sound coming from the faint hum of the equipment around me. I sat at the piano, my fingers hovering over the keys as I prepared to pour my heart into the music. The dim light cast long shadows across the room, matching the heaviness in my chest. I took a deep breath and began to play, letting the melody carry me back to a time when things were different, when I still had her.

"Jhuki teri palkon mein
Mil jaaye mujhe panaah
Palke gire aasu bhari
Reh jaaye mere nishaan
Tute dil ki mat kar
Tu fikar mere humnawa
Pyaar du tujhko is kadar
Reh jaaye mere nishaan"

The words slipped from my lips effortlessly, yet each one cut deeper than the last. This song wasn't just a track—it was a confession, a reflection of everything I had lost. Today should have been our 15th anniversary. We should have been together, celebrating the life we were supposed to build. But instead, I was here, alone, singing about the love that still lingered long after she was gone.

"Mere nishaan..."

I let the final note fade into the silence, my hands resting on the keys as I closed my eyes. I could see her so clearly, as if she were standing right in front of me. Those green eyes that once held so much love for me—they were the first thing I noticed about her all those years ago, and they were the last thing I saw before I walked away. God, how I loved those eyes, how they could shine with joy one moment and fill with tears the next. I hated seeing her cry, and yet, I was the one who caused it.

Six years. It had been six years since I let her go, thinking it was the right thing to do. I thought our worlds were too different, that my growing fame would only come between us. But now, sitting here, I realized how wrong I had been. I should have fought for her, for us. But instead, I chose to walk away, leaving her with nothing but broken promises and a shattered heart.

I could still feel her, even now. The warmth of her skin against mine, the way she would fit perfectly in my arms when we made love. I could still taste her lips, remember the way she sighed softly when I kissed her, as if she was surrendering herself completely to me. Those memories—they were all I had left, and they haunted me every single day.

"Mere nishaan..." The words echoed in my mind, reminding me of the marks we left on each other. She had been my everything, and I had given her all I had. But in the end, it hadn't been enough. And now, all I had were these songs, these desperate attempts to capture the love I had lost.

I opened my eyes and stared at the music sheets in front of me. Every note, every lyric—it was all for her. She was still my muse, even though she had moved on, even though we were no longer together. I couldn't let her go, not really. She was a part of me, a part that would always remain, no matter how much time passed.

Author's POV

The sharp click of her heels against the marble floor echoed through the spacious hall as Ishanaya made her way to her office. The scent of fresh flowers mingled with the crisp morning air, but the familiarity of it all did little to calm the restlessness in her heart. Today was supposed to be just another busy day at MUSE, her world-renowned fashion house, but the memories she had fought so hard to bury were beginning to surface, unbidden.