Ram realized that he had been communicating with Priya without even knowing it for the last 5 years. And she had been struggling to take care of his baby, their baby, his princess, Pihu' She had struggled so much to make ends meet every single day and yet provide their daughter with everything that she needed and wanted. He realized that the last 5 years had not been easy on her either. That she had dealt with a lot too. That email, the one that had touched his heart many months ago, was Priya asking Anjaan to sign some books so she could make ends meet for Pihu' and Rajat had refused stating he didn't do public appearances. If only he had known' He would have taken away all their troubles and neither of them would have had to suffer'
Rajat: Ram..
Ram turned to Rajat and slapped him with his left hand. He grabbed his collars and shook him.
Ram stood there, staring at Neha. Without saying another word, he left the apartment and headed up to the roof where it was decorated. He saw Priya standing there with the channi in her hand. She was wearing a gujrati style saree with a green blouse. Her hair was tied in a bun and her side bangs were hanging out. She looked ethereal. His mind flashed back to their first Karwa Chauth when he had yelled at her for removing his Chennai tickets from his bag only to find out that that plane had crashed and she had indirectly saved his life by stopping him from going. He closed his eyes, wondering, if this was the reason he was alive today. He was sure he would have died after finding out that Priya was dead. How had he survived these 5 years? And his answer was standing right in front of him. Priya would never have let him die.
Hey writing queen is back with a bang😛
missed your works a lot
Must first say...hats off to your writing style amby
Ram slapped rajat...wow...those eyelocks...the pain...grief...guilt...love...you portrayed them sooo well
One just loses oneself while reading it...
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