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CHAHAT MEHRA is a 25-year-old woman living in the fast-paced city of Delhi. She seems strong and independent, building a life on her own, but beneath the surface, she carries deep emotional pain. Losing her...
Happy Sunday once again!! However, I don't have my week off on Sunday...I have just finished my work shift and am writing this and still you guys don't vote or comment...not talking about everyone but yes according to the views...let alone the comments even the vote count is so less.
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Author's POV: (Because even our Aakarshat don't know what's going on in author's mischievous mind..🤭)
"Yeh darvaza kyu lock Kiya tumne?" Chahat asked being confused as soon as she saw him locking the door and putting the keys into his pocket.
("Why did you lock the door?")
He came close to her while he again grabbed her waist pulling her closer and again her hands were wrapped around his neck, she looked at him nervously..."Aise kya dekh rahi ho? Kuch aisa vaisa nahi karne wala main...wo to tum hi ho jo meri izzat ke piche hath dho kar padi ho.." His words made Chahat squeeze her eyes in confusion and she pushed him away.
("Why are you looking at me like this? I am not going to do something inappropriate... it's only you who is so eager to take my dignity..")
"You bastard! Why did you lock the door then?" She yelled. "So that, you won't run away in the name of cooking.." He rolled his eyes.
"You are mad!" She scoffed. "No, I am in love!" He replied. "You sit in the room, I will get the food." She said and left while, he silently went to the room and sat on the bed just like Chahat instructed.
He rested his head on the headrest of the bed...he closed his eyes and his face got depressed again after he got flashbacks of her running away...he opened his eyes with a jerk and then his eyes stopped on the Chahat's photograph which was kept on the side table along with her parents photograph.
He picked the photograph and held it close to his heart..."Tumhe naa sahi tumhari tasveer ko to gale laga hi sakta hu." He said while hugging the picture and a tear escaped his eyes as he thought that today is going to be the best day..but it turned out to be so heart-breaking for him.
("If not you then, at least I can hug your picture." )
Though, he was more concerned for Chahat right now and that was the reason he was behaving so casually because he knew if at this point he will try to comfort her then she will push him away...so keep blabbering about random things was the only option for him to lift up her mood.
