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Unkahi dasta🦋

"Nazrein bolen duniya bole
dil ki zaban haaye dil ki zubaan"

"Ishq maange ishq chahe koi toofan"

"Chalna aahiste ishq naya hai
Pehla yeh vada humne kiya hai"


"O re piya haye.... "

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Shubman and Ishan sat near the royal gardens, their usual spot far from prying eyes.

Ishan plucked at the petals of a flower, his smile playful.

while Shubman leaned back, watching him with fondness.

Shubman : Tu hamesha yeh phoolon ke saath kya karta rehta hai?

Ishan: (laughing)
Yeh soch raha hoon ki agar yeh phool mein apko de doon, toh ap ise sambhal kar rakhega ya phir kisi kitab mein rakh doge?

Shubman : Main toh ise apne dil ke paas rakhunga. Waise bhi, phool toh waise hi murjhate hain, lekin tu toh kabhi nahi badlega.

Ishan :
Rajkumar, apki baatein sun kar lagta hai apka dil sach mein shayar hai."
.

Suddenly, the sound of boots on gravel startled them.

One of the royal guards appeared in the distance, scanning the area. Ishan's eyes widened in panic.

Ishan: (hissing softly)
Shubman apke saath baithna toh jaan jokhim mein dalna hai.

Shubman : Kya karein? Tumhara saath hi toh dil lagta hai.

Ishan :
Main jaa raha hoon. Tum yahin raho aur apni rajkumar wali izzat sambhalo.

Shubman: (reaching out to stop him)
"Ishan-"

But Ishan was already darting away, his soft laughter trailing behind him.

That night, Shubman returned to the neem tree, where Ishan should be waiting for him as always.

But the space under the tree was empty, the silence heavy.

For a moment, he thought Ishan might be late, but then he heard

sound of soft sobs coming from behind the garden wall.

Shubman followed the sound,

He found Ishan sitting on a stone, his knees pulled up to his chest, his face buried in his hands.

Shubman: *softly*
Ishan?

Ishan looked up, his eyes red and glistening with tears. He quickly wiped his face, trying to mask his pain.

Ishan:
Kya kar rahe ho yahan? Raat kaafi ho chuki hai.

Shubman: *kneeling in front of him*
Mujhe yeh mat batao ki raat ho chuki hai. Mujhe yeh batao, tum kyun ro rahe ho?

Ishan : Kuch nahi. Main toh bas...

Shubman: Ishan, tum jhoot bolne mein achhe nahi ho. Sach batao.

Ishan hesitated, his hands trembling slightly.

Ishan:
Main yeh sab nahi kar sakta, Shubman. Main apse door rehna chahta hoon, par tum ho ke har jagah aa jaate ho.

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