YASHASHVI - HIS BURING PRIDE

there was only dust only i could see was dust storm i am all alone in this place the place i scared of and i dont know from where a bow comes in my direction in full speed i jump aside before that the bow hit me . I rolled on the ground as i stumbled on my feet while i jumped and fall harshly on the ground . I quickly. Stood up and take some steps behind and found noone . i wonder from where this bow come

i recall his words which he say to me last when i last meet him
" i will always there for you no matter where i am just say my name loudly thinking i am some steps away from you i will come i swear on my lord krishna "

but how can i say his name there is a tradition in our community not to take your husband ' s name but i am all sweaty due to this place

hey mahadev please forgive me to take his name

i closed my eyes and gulped the lump formed in my throat and take a deep breath before i call him

" RANA SA I AM SCARED PLEASE COME SHIVIKKKK......"
i scream with the top of my lungs as i completed my sentence i heared the loud noise of someone coming to me

i looked straight in the direction from noise is coming and i looked him

its him

he meant his promise he actually hates me

he has worried lines on his forhead his hair is messy and his long overcoat is lying on the back of horse

i smiled widely looking at him and he also smile

but before he could approach me a bow hit my back and he scream from the top of his lungs

" rani sa......" i smiled looking at him a tear escaped my eyes

i laid on the ground with the thud sound and a painful scream left by my mouth " ahhh...."

my eyes are about to close when he aporoached me and held my hand

" HUM APPSE BHOT PYAAR KARTE HAI RANI SA HUM AAPKO KUCH BHI NHI HONE DENGE ...APP BAS HIMMAT MAT HARIGA YASHIIIII. ......" he said out of nowhere

my ears waited for sooo longer to hear these lines

but its late now

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its a historical tale of rana shivik raghuwanshi and yashashvi rajput