Moving on is about accepting and learning, not ignoring and forgetting.
Because, there is love after 'love failure'....
There is life after 'love failure'....
"Let's fall in love once again...."
A Raina Kahani....
No Proof Reading.. Bimari mein itna kaam hazam na hota.
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" Sir, Please lock your seat belt..." A melodious voice interrupted his space, and hands automatically followed her instructions. He was on Spice Jet, all set to leave for Delhi, to attend Huda's roka. As everyone know this reason was an excuse to coverup the fact that he really wanted to see her... He was feeling alone without her....
Teing up his seat belt he once gave a assuring look to the air hostess, but his eyes got stuck at her name tag...
Naina.... The name which changed my life, my way of thinking, my style of living, diverted the route of my every perception...
He simply smiled, tangling his feets in the perfect legspace... leaning a bit more towards his head rest...
It feels warm now... Taking her name and resting in a cool area surrounded with strangers.... Both felt warm to him... May be the first one provided him such a feel...
He shook his head at his own stupid thoughts.... lekin they came in waves....
He loved flying.... since he met her...a long long ago... Its his little beautiful secret that he shared with none...Not with his bhaii yaar Naveen too...
He believed that secrets stays healthy until it gets exposed... the insecurity of loosing your own self at the cost of protecting that secret won't enter door steps of your life until you reveal it to thr world.... It may turn dirty too...
But this case is different... This secret is different... At the end of any logic he didn't want to loose his yaar Naveen and his new found friend Naina...so keeping this secret as secret was the only option left with him...
As this thought crossed his mind, those fingers which were well trained in holding the guns, strangling the enemies nerves, felt a shiver automatically letting itself cocooned in his windcheater's pocket....
Revinding his memory...he went back to the tracks where his secret was hidden, all from the world we all know....and from the world which is alone his...
2016... Month of December...
It was his 4th mission...leaded by Col. Jhapra, who hated Capt. Shekhavat from his head to toe...just because his daughter had her eyes on him... the hotest man in his team... Only two week had passed since the mission began... They were all set to leave for Moscow, with Abhimanyu Roy Chauhan as their backup...
