MUKTI's P.O.V.
This can't be him. No, this really can't be him.
We both danced hand in hand. He had a constant smile on his face. I could feel my eyes getting glassy and my vision getting blurred.
Mukti stop dreaming... Stop it!
I did not speak anything throughout the dance. If it was a dream, I never wanted to wake up.
Never.
After a wonderful slow dance, in which I and him hugged and danced, because I am sure he realised that I was crying, the lights went on.
I did not hesitated to hug him because I love him and I know this is him...
But how?
As soon as the lights went on, he smiled and removed my mask.
"Pushpa, I hate tears." he said and grinned and removed his mask.
"Ta - da. Surprise!" he said casually.
"Abhimanyu... No, no. No! No! I am dreaming. I really am!" I said stupidly.
"Mukti, so finally I am your dream, eh? Anyways, surprise! I am back! In the second letter, I wrote that I might come back if you really love me. So here I am." he said half-hugging me.
'Second letter? What second letter?' I thought.
Flashback
Mukti entered Abhimanyu's room when unknowingly, she dropped the letters Abhi left for her...
Mukti ran out of his room crying.
After two days or so, a nurse gave her a letter Abhi left for her.
She read it and also kept the doll...
But here comes the twist... Even the nurse dropped one of the letters Abhi left for her...
In the other letter, it was written that he was going to Mangalore for treatment and his survival chances are just 2%.
**End of flashback**
"Mukti! Mukti!" he shouted and got me out of my train of thoughts.
Huh...
"Yeah... I am here." I said.
"You know, I have so much to tell you about Mangalore. Like I met Cabir's twin there. I even met a girl named Krissane who loves Ranbir. She is just wonderful. She is almost like you, but she is a bit more blunt." he said.
