" Woh meri zindagi ka,
Aik unkaha qissa hai,
Mujh ko kar day mukumal,
Aisa zaroori hissa hai. "
And she asked me what set them apart, I told her I'd end up writing a book.
Based off my #IconicShivika thread, presenting a comprehensive and periodical...
I was the man who couldn't help but question her about who she was. I questioned her identity, her ancestry, her lineage, her status, her existence... I did it all. She demanded the very same answers too, but only in search of herself, her family. Today I have all the answers to not my questions, because my love had already made me realize the insignificance of my intrusive investigations. Today I have all the answers to her questions. All those questions that have bothered her, weakened her. Answers that can not return what she lost, but reiterate the fact that she was always loved, just like she is today. That can complete her sense of identity in terms of the people she could call her family, her own family. I will tell her, everything. I will tell her for it is her right to know, but only the bits that can make her smile, I will keep her away from the dark shadows of the past. She is my wife, she is his daughter. If she is his daughter, than he can't be wrong, because he is HER father. I will find, I will find the truth. I will set things straight, I will do everything I can. I will not let her know anything otherwise. I will not let her hate her father. I will do this all, all that is possible, all for my wife. I will. From the man shooting his questions at her like arrows, to ensuring she's showered with nothing but petals, shielding her from everything possible thing that can pierce her soul, her heart. Shivaay truly has become an Ishqbaaaz, a one of a kind Ishqbaaaz.
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