Chapter 12

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Author's POV

Place - Delhi
At Maheswari house

Devika and vikram sat together in the garden which is present in their house, enjoying their living tea, a familiar scene yet one that never failed to stir a sense of warmth. There was a comfort in their shared silences, in the way they moved around each other as if their lives had always been woven together by an invisible thread.

The phone rang sharply, cutting through the calm of the evening. Vikram glanced at the screen, then picked it up with a weary smile. It was Abhimaan call's.

"Hello Abhi. " Vikram voice came through, warm and familiar.

" Hello vikram, hum sab parso means Saturday ki morning delhi aa rahe hai. " Abhimaan said and vikram's smile widened as he leaned back in his chair, feeling the weight of the call settle into his chest.

( we will come to delhi on Saturday morning. )


" Acha, vo thik h but aap log waha humare ghar kab aayoge. " Vikram asked Abhimaan in a curious tone.

( Aacha, that's fine but when will you come home? )

" Waha hum sunday ko aayenge duphar me." Abhimaan said in an excited tone.

( There we will come on Sunday in the afternoon. )

" Okay or sab aa rahe h na matlab sab log tumare family se. " Vikram asked in a little worried tone.

( Okay or everyone is here i mean everyone from your family.)

" Haa, sab aa rahe h. " Abhimaan said in a teasing tone knowing very well for whom he is asking about and continues " Okay chalo main baad me baat karta hu. bye take care."

( yes, everyone is here. )

( Okay, i will talk to you later. bye.)

" Alright bye take care." Abhimaan nodded even though abhimaan couldn't see him. and cut the call. As he hung up, he glanced toward his right where his wife, devika, is sitting on another chair, her eyes already filled with curiosity.

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