This chapter might be emotionally heavy for some readers so please read only if you feel comfortable. Your comfort matters. 🤍
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lag Jaa Gale ke phir ye hansi raat ho na ho shayad phir is janam Mein mulakat ho na ho...
"15th February. Remember this date."
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Date: 15th February Central Jail, Delhi.
The only thing a person cannot escape is their own destiny.
Freedom would turn into imprisonment when one surrendered their heart to another, and true death would then occur because a person could continue to breathe with handcuffs on their wrists, but they would only want to breathe for that person. True death occurred when one could not take their heart from another's hand. He couldn't take his heart from her hand. She had stolen and caged his heart in her hands.
Death was the loudest scream for him. Death was sometimes also a desperate wish of his. He wasn't in love with himself, but he didn't hate himself enough to tie a noose around his neck and hang himself.
But today, on the date of 15th February, Friday, at exactly 6:00 a.m., the noose would be tied around his neck to take away his last breath.
My hands are always, always in yours. To your final fight, to my final freedom.
Rutvik.
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