Neil stepped into the bustling, yet serene atmosphere of HOPE, the NGO that had become a sanctuary for so many women who had been through unimaginable hardships.
His heart swelled with admiration for Garima and what she had built-a place where women could heal, rebuild their lives, and most importantly, find family in one another.
The walls of HOPE weren't just shelter; they were a source of comfort and love for those who had nowhere else to turn.
As he walked in, a few of the women who lived there waved at him, smiling brightly.
"Neil bhaiya!" one of the kids called out excitedly, running up to him.
Neil crouched down and gave the little boy a high-five. "Kaise ho, champ? Sab theek?"
The boy nodded enthusiastically, beaming.
Neil always made it a point to spend time with the children whenever he visited.
Many of them had been abandoned or lost their parents, but here, they found a new family.
Neil's charm and easygoing nature made him beloved by everyone in HOPE.
As he moved through the main hall, he greeted the women who were seated together, some chatting, others knitting or reading.
"Namaste, aunty," Neil said warmly to one of the older women who had been abandoned by her family.
She smiled at him fondly, as though he were her own son.
"Namaste, beta," she replied. "Aaj tumhari bhabhi nahi aayi?"
"Nahi, bhabhi ka doctor ke appointment tha, isliye mujhe bheja hai file dene ke liye," Neil explained. "Main jaldi main hoon, lekin agli baar zarur zyada waqt doonga."
With every step deeper into HOPE, Neil felt a sense of peace, knowing he was part of something bigger than himself.
This wasn't just an NGO; it was a family.
Everyone here supported one another through thick and thin.
Garima had worked tirelessly to ensure that these women received more than just a roof over their heads-they received love, respect, and a chance to start over.
Finally, Neil made his way to Garima's cabin, file in hand.
He glanced around, but there was no sign of Aditi.
His heart sank just a little, disappointment flickering in his chest.
He had hoped to catch a glimpse of her, maybe exchange a few words.
Even just seeing her would make his day.
He turned on his heel, ready to leave, but then-bam-he collided with someone.
The file slipped from his hand, and he heard a startled gasp as the person stumbled.
His reflexes kicked in, and without thinking, he reached out, grabbing the person's arm before they could fall.
In that split second, he realized who it was.
Aditi.
Time seemed to slow as he steadied her, pulling her toward him to prevent her from falling.
Her eyes were tightly shut, a slight frown creasing her brow as she instinctively flinched from the impact.
She looked so vulnerable in that moment, and yet, to Neil, she was the strongest person he knew.
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