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Ridhi

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Posted: 17 years ago

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Awesome part Bheegi
loved it...and thank you for the long part.
Honeymoon part had me in split...tsunami warning bc AK was their for their honeymoon 😆 😆 😆
looks like Kripa really have her hand full...with Angad, jr. Khanna seems like a big bad trouble marker in this Khanna household 😆
awwww...Angad has his own chridya after all...dads doll....like the relationship Neha and Angad share...more on friends/buddy base then father/daughter...cool....heheheh...something never changes...looks like all the kids inheriate something from Kripa and Angad...Neha's got her mother's way to love someone, her passion, her devotion...her crush also trun into love just like Kripa's for Angad....so sweet...Rohan got Angad's arrogance, stubborness and most of all eating habit and last but not least Riya carbon copy of younger Kripa
I will not comment Neha not being in the family pic...bc I got your reason as she was not their at that moment...but Angad's word "meri amanat" thodi khatke
Looking forward to epilogue....

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bheegi

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Posted: 17 years ago

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Originally posted by: ridhijai
Awesome part Bheegi
loved it...and thank you for the long part.
Honeymoon part had me in split...tsunami warning bc AK was their for their honeymoon 😆 😆 😆
looks like Kripa really have her hand full...with Angad, jr. Khanna seems like a big bad trouble marker in this Khanna household 😆
awwww...Angad has his own chridya after all...dads doll....like the relationship Neha and Angad share...more on friends/buddy base then father/daughter...cool....heheheh...something never changes...looks like all the kids inheriate something from Kripa and Angad...Neha's got her mother's way to love someone, her passion, her devotion...her crush also trun into love just like Kripa's for Angad....so sweet...Rohan got Angad's arrogance, stubborness and most of all eating habit and last but not least Riya carbon copy of younger Kripa
I will not comment Neha not being in the family pic...bc I got your reason as she was not their at that moment...but Angad's word "meri amanat" thodi khatke
Looking forward to epilogue....

Thanks Ridhi...yes u all won't forgive me for that oversight...but as i said it was a sponataneous thot for me to end that chapter and Neha ki flight tab tak jaa chuki thi 😆 Yes, Rohan and Riya remind AK of their own childhood...kids are always a reflection of their parents...that is a fact 😃

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Posted: 17 years ago

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I'm back!i got a little too busy!skool work!too much!plus progress reports were going out to parents but i got mine in my hands and showed it to my dad and then there was parents teachers conference,i got a grade in global studies that i wasnt satisfied wid and when my dad and i went to him in the meeting, he changed my grade!thank god!cuz global studies is my best subject!

anywayz I LUVED ALL THE PARTS I MISSED!the AK shaadi,romance everything!i luved it!and now its neha's story's turn!yipee!cant wait!THESE WERE THE BEST PARTS EVER!THNX FOR THE GREAT PARTS!

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bheegi

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Posted: 17 years ago

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Originally posted by: Temi
I'm back!i got a little too busy!skool work!too much!plus progress reports were going out to parents but i got mine in my hands and showed it to my dad and then there was parents teachers conference,i got a grade in global studies that i wasnt satisfied wid and when my dad and i went to him in the meeting, he changed my grade!thank god!cuz global studies is my best subject!

anywayz I LUVED ALL THE PARTS I MISSED!the AK shaadi,romance everything!i luved it!and now its neha's story's turn!yipee!cant wait!THESE WERE THE BEST PARTS EVER!THNX FOR THE GREAT PARTS!

Thanks Temi...I am glad ur grades finally worked out for u 😊 thanks for ur lovely comments

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bheegi

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Posted: 17 years ago

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EPILOGUE:

Eternal Soulmates
by Lisa Teller

You are the one,
with whom I'm destined to be,
across space and time,
you are drawn to me,

One love, one life, we are destined to be,
soulmates forever throughout eternity,
In past lives I have loved you,
In this life I love you too,

And I know if I shall live again,
I am destined to love you,
across space and time, you are drawn to me,
One love, one life, we are destined to be,

Soulmates forever throughout eternity,
I know I'll always find you where ever you are,
No matter the consequence,
No matter how far,

Even in death I shall love you more,
to fuel my search to find you,
so we shall love once more,
across space and time, you are drawn to me

One love, one life, we are destined to be,
Soulmates forever throughout eternity.

APPROACHING MUMBAI AIRPORT VIA SWISSAIR:

"Rishi….I can't wait to get home….mama aur dad ko dekhey 5 saal ho gaye….they would be so glad to see us all there for their 50th wedding anniversary….I hope mom is doing better …...I can't believe that they are Great grandparents now," Neha, now 60 years old held her 5 month old granddaughter, Aditi in her lap and looked at her 63 year old balding husband.

Although, Angad and Kripa's wedding anniversary was still a few weeks away, their family from the US had decided to come over for a month this time.

"Hmm….your mama and dad have quite a few stories to share I bet….they are an amazing couple…..last time when I met them, they still acted like teenagers totally in love with each other…..kya raaz hai unki is love story ka?" Rishi asked.

"Dard Rishi…..unki prem kahani ka raaz hai dard…..wo dard jo sirf un dono ne hi saha tha ek doosre ke liye…..us dard ne unke rishtey ko itna mazboot bana diya Rishi ki wo dono hum sab ke liye ek misaal ban gaye hain….you know they say love stories only happen in books and movies, but my parents have written their love story in front of my eyes…..they are soul mates in the purest sense…..wo ek doosre se 14 saal door rahe, par unka pyaar itna gehra tha ki ek ko jab dard hota tha, tho doosre ko bhi mehsoos hota tha…..I am glad that I was able to bring them together with papa's help," Neha sighed and wiped a tear from her eye, as she remembered her dear papa, even though it had been almost 53 years since he had passed away. She felt the pendant on her chain which her dad had given to her when he 'proposed' to her almost 50 years ago.

"Mom…you want me to hold Aditi?" Priya, Neha and Rishi's only daughter asked from the central aisle seat of the airplane. Priya's husband, Amit could not make it as he had work in the US. Priya was a 30 year old young woman, a lawyer by profession and lived in San Francisco with her 5 month old daughter and husband, Amit. Priya had not seen her grandparents in over 7 years, and was really excited about having them meet Aditi for the first time.

"No..she is fine with nani,,,,jab roegi, tab tum pakad lena," Neha chuckled and continued to play with her granddaughter.

They finally arrived at the Mumbai International Airport. Neha felt nostalgic like she always did whenever the plane touched her motherland. She had lived in the US since she was 17, but still felt at home only when she landed in Mumbai. Since she had left Mumbai, she had visited India practically once a year and on occasions spent months at a time as she loved hanging out with her parents. This was the first time she had had a five year gap between her visits.

Neha was a practicing physician in the US, but lately had gotten interested in writing and was a part time writer when not practicing. She felt guilty about not visiting her parents in the last 5 years due to Rishi's poor health, but she was finally here and was determined to make her parent's 50th wedding anniversary just as special as they were.

Rohan, now a 49 year old business executive, tall and distinguished looking just like his dad came to receive his 'didi' at the airport.

"Hi didi," Rohan hugged his sister, "hi jiju….hey Priya….how are you? And yeh kaun hai….ale ale….Aditi? Aha….the first grandchild in the family….we will all have a great time with the baby now."

"Hi maama…..how is maami and my twin cousins?" Priya hugged her uncle Rohan.

"They are all waiting for you at home," Rohan smiled. Rohan and his family still lived in 'Gharonda' with Angad and Kripa. Dadi and Brij were long gone; Riya lived in Ahmedabad and was in Mumbai for their parent's anniversary celebration.

"Riya aayi hai?" Neha asked.

"Haan…wo ….wo actually mama and dad ke saath," Rohan looked down and paused.

Neha got a little worried, "kya hua mama and dad ko? Rohan…are you hiding something from me?"

"Wo..wo didi….kal raat ko dad ko halka sa stroke aa gaya tha…so he is admitted in the hospital…..he is paralysed on the right side…..and cannot walk," Rohan said tearfully.

"What? Mujhey pehle kyun nahin bataya?" Neha asked angrily; she could not imagine her dad whom she had spent her most wonderful years of her childhood paralyzed like that. He was the strongest man she had ever known; he was the only one she knew who could carry her on his back, Rohan in one arm, Riya in the other and still dance with mama on Lohri or Holi every year.

"Wo didi…aap plane mein thi na," Rohan said guiltily.

"Neha…chalo hospital chalte hain….you can see dad for yourself," Rishi consoled a distraught Neha.

"Aur mama kaisi hain? Any progress with her Alzheimer's?" Neha asked hesitantly as they drove to the hospital.

"Aap tho jaanti hain didi….pichle 1 saal se tho wo kisi ko nahin pehchaanti….kabhie kabhie dad ko pehchaan jaati hain….you know dad would just sit with her all day holding her hand, and tell her stories from their childhood…their youth…..married life…..at times she would recall everything….dad would get so excited, but then the next day it would be a blank slate all over again….dad has been so amazing….he has so much patience didi….imagine jis aurat ko aapne apni poori zindagi itna chaaha ho….wo aapko pehchaan bhi na paaye? But I know he would not have given up…..bas beech mein unka yeh stroke ho gaya….I hope he can recover soon…warna mama ki thodi bahut memory bhi chali jaayegi….you know didi….sometimes when I go and meet her, she calls me Angad…I guess I look like dad….I feel sorry for them," Rohan sighed.

"Don't feel sorry for them Rohan…..even if mama does not recognize him all the time, I am sure her heart and soul knows that dad is constantly with her…..she knows his touch…..par ab mujhey yeh fikr hai ki dad agar un sey kuch din mil nahin paaye…tho mama ka kya haal hoga? I feel so guilty….kaash main pehle aa sakti tho un dono ke saath time spend kar paati," Neha lamented.

"It's my fault Neha….mere heart attack ke chakkar mein tum aa nahin paayi itne din," Rishi patted Neha's shoulder, 'but we will all make it up to them…now that we are all together."

"Riya kaisi hai? I can't believe our little Riya is 47! Mujhey tho abhi bhi wo 4 saal ki bachhi lagti hai….just clinging to dad…..hamesha unki godh mein hi rehti thi….unse hi khaana khaati thi….kapde badalwaa ti thi……she was always on his lap…..and the only time she was not on his lap was when mama was on dad's lap," Neha chuckled a little as she recalled those wonderful 7 years she had spent with her family in Mumbai after her mom's remarriage- those were her golden years of childhood, more precious than anything in this world, just as wonderful as her years with Shabd, although those memories had faded with time.

"Well didi…Riya's son, Gaurav just graduated from High school…..he is applying for undergrad to the US….wo bhi maasi aur mausa ki tarah doctor ban na chaahta hai," Rohan added.

"Baap re…too many doctors in this family….koi mama ki tarah gourmet chef nahin bana kya?" Rishi asked.

"Riya hai na Rishi…..she is the only one who inherited mom's culinary skills….warna main aur Rohan tho chai bhi nahin banaa sakte," Neha laughed.

They arrived at the hospital and were directed to the ICU by the staff.

Neha saw Riya sitting at dad's bedside holding mama's hand. Kripa just stared blankly and rocked gently on a rocking chair next to Angad's bed. Angad was conscious and awake, but had tubes running down his nose and mouth so could not speak; he turned his face and saw Neha at the door. He gently nodded his head to acknowledge her arrival and tried to lift a finger as if waving at her.

Neha had tears in her eyes; she had never imagined her Goliath like dad in this state. Even 5 years ago, when he was 81, he was as active and strong as before. She knew mama's illness had broken him from inside, and she felt really guilty for not being with him when he needed her the most. Her parent's love for each other was their strongest bond and reason to live, but the fact that mama could not even recognize him had crippled dad more than his stroke thought Neha.

Neha gave him a gentle hug and kissed his cheeks, "Hi Dad…you look as handsome as ever," to which Angad smiled faintly and squeezed her hand. Neha walked over to Kripa and knelt beside her, "mama….main aa gayi hoon….ab sab theek ho jaayega." Neha could not help noticing that her mom, whom she knew as the prettiest woman in the world looked so much older than she did even 5 years ago- Alzheimer's had certainly taken the zest and spirit away from her eyes. Mama looked lifeless and rocked continuously as if trying to meditate on something, or was she just staring at the light bulb on the ceiling?

Kripa stopped rocking and looked at Neha. She stared at her blankly and tried to recall who she was, "kaun? Kaun ho tum beti?" she asked in her frail voice. Neha started bawling; this could not be her mama- the lady who could balance so many things in her life without forgetting the minutest details about her kids and husband's needs; how could she not even remember Neha's name? Kripa or Mahi Sareen as the world had known her for years had worked hard all her life- her vast business, her shows, her books, restaurants kept her very busy but she had never once forgotten to attend a single parent teacher conference, or a single award ceremony, or a play or a performance by any of her kids, and today she could not even remember her kid's names?

Riya knelt beside Neha, "didi….apne aap ko sambhaaliye….don't feel guilty….kuch der mein mama aapko pehchaan jaayengi…it just takes her some time."

"Jhooth mat bolo Riya…Rohan told me everything….mama does not remember anything…not me…not you…not Rohan…and not even dad," Neha sniffed and wiped her tears. She looked behind and saw Angad staring at her; he had a little tear flowing from the corner of his eye. That single tear in her dad's eye was just the tip of the iceberg. Neha knew her dad was hurting, probably much more than anyone could see on the outside.

At that moment, Neha knew that she had to do something for her parents- she could not see them hurting like this. She wanted their 50th wedding anniversary to be memorable. Her parents had been the most loving couple she had ever known; they were both very passionate people and lived life on their terms with a lot of enthusiasm and zest for life. She was determined to return that passion and keenness into their lives; she wanted them to be happy and enjoy their last moments together with each other.

NEXT DAY:

Neha arrived at the hospital early in the morning. Angad was asleep on his bed, and Kripa sat on the rocking chair next to Angad, just like she did last night. Riya and Rohan were still back at home, so it was only Neha with her parents that morning.

Neha walked up to Kripa, "Good morning mama," she sat down next to Kripa and held her hand. Kripa stirred a little and had a faint smile on her face. Neha was encouraged; she knew that although the doctors and nurses claimed that Kripa did not recognize anything or anyone, the fact that Kripa stayed up all night at Angad's bedside and then smiled at Neha's touch told her that her mom still knew who they were. Neha dragged a chair and sat in between Angad's bed and Kripa's rocking chair. She held both their hands and sat there quietly for some time. She caressed their hands and absorbed their warmth inside her. She was the bridge who had re-united them 50 years ago, and was determined to do the same at this stage in their lives. Neha got up from her seat and joined her parent's hands with each other.

As soon as Angad and Kripa's hands met, she saw them both stir and look at each other. That was a precious moment; Neha could recall several instances when she had caught her parents just staring at each other, hand in hand, eyes locked just like today. At moments like this she remembered, no one could ever come between them- whether it was Rohan and Riya yelling from the other room as Riya had bit Rohan again, or it was the servant trying to get the grocery list from mama, or it was Neha telling them that she was off to a movie with her friends-it was no use talking to them at that moment; she felt the same way today. Neha had tears in her eyes as she saw them holding hands and gazing at each other just like they did 50 years ago….40 years ago….30 years ago….and even now…..

Neha took out a diary from her bag and sat down again. This was her mama's diary which she had managed to dig out from her closet last night. Looks like mama had stopped writing in her diary a few years ago, but she knew that this diary was her mom's most precious possession and Neha considered herself lucky to be the only one amongst all the kids who even knew about its existence.

Neha started reading passages from the diary. She spoke slowly and clearly so that both her parents could hear and understand what she said. Neha read and re-read many of the passages; she read all day, sometimes at night, but whenever she read to them, she made sure her parents were close to each other, holding hands and looking at each other. Neha could tell by their smiles, expressions and the way they squeezed each other's hands that they recalled most of the incidences and were enjoying listening to their life story once again.

Within 2 weeks, her parents had made tremendous progress. The doctors were pleased to inform the family that Angad's speech was back; he was off all artificial support and was ready to be taken home soon. He could still not walk, but certainly could be on a wheelchair at home. The biggest miracle was seen in Kripa's progress. She could recognize her kid's names now. She even cuddled with her little great grand daughter, Aditi one afternoon. As long as Kripa could hold Angad's hand and be with him, she did not need her long afternoon naps or her medications to help with her memory. Her therapy sessions with Neha's readings were far more beneficial than anything the hospital had offered her.

Finally, Angad and Kripa were able to come back home. The house had been decorated by all the kids to welcome back their parents.

'HAPPY 50TH ANNIVERSARY'

There was a large banner on the living room wall. It was still a few days for their anniversary, but the kids wanted to celebrate it when their parents got home from the hospital.

The house was bustling with activity that evening. Neha, Rohan and Riya had invited all the close relatives and friends for this grand occasion. Neha and Riya helped Kripa get ready in one of Angad's favorite saris- it was a red sari with a golden border which Angad had purchased for Kripa a few years ago. Kripa still had that glow on her face when she wore the red sari, just like she did as a 16 year old when she had worn the red suit he had gifted her on Lohri.

Kripa recognized the sari and caressed the pallu with her cheeks- it felt like it was Angad kissing her cheeks and not the sari. Kripa did not talk much as her memory was still very sketchy, but she knew what was going on, and she was aware that all her kids and grand kids were present at home.

Rohan, Rohit and Rahul helped Angad wear his favorite navy blue suit, the one he had worn on his wedding too. Surprisingly, the suit was well preserved and still fit him snugly. Jeet and Soni were too old to travel, and lived in Patiala now, but their sons were in Mumbai with their families for the celebration.

There was a stage set up at the end of the living room with two large chairs, just like one has on a wedding. A pandit had been invited to perform a simple ceremony, kind of reviving their wedding vows. They even had them exchange garlands at the end of the ceremony. Of course they remained seated as Angad could not stand or walk on his own.

They all sang for their parents, the grandkids hugged and kissed them. Finally a large group photograph with Rohan, Neha, Riya, Rohit, Rahul, their families and Aditi was taken by the professional photographer as they all stood around Angad and Kripa.

Finally, it was cake time.

"Mama…please feed dad the cake with you own hands…please..please," all the kids pleaded.

Kripa smiled and got up from her seat. She took a small piece and walked over to Angad. They looked at each other, as Kripa's hand gently moved towards his mouth. Angad smiled in his usual wicked way and opened his mouth. Before Kripa could feed him the piece, his strong left arm (right one was still weak from the stroke) pulled her onto his lap.

"AAnngad!" she yelled like a 16 year old as everyone laughed and clicked pictures.

Angad held onto her on his lap and took the piece of cake in his mouth, "what about my birthday kiss?" (their anniversary and Angad's birthday are on the same day if u guys remember).

Kripa lowered her eyes like a new bride, but everyone cheered and clapped for her, "yes mama…yes nani….yes dadi…..kiss him…kiss him."

She closed her eyes and brought her lips close to his. Angad moved forward and met her lips just like they had first kissed while changing her bike tire. There was a pin drop silence in the hall as Angad and Kripa kissed each other……it was a never ending kiss…..till people started whispering- awww….what a loving couple…..look at them…..how romantic……made for each other.

Suddenly, Neha noticed something which everyone else had missed. Dad's arm around Kripa's waist fell limp as Kripa slumped a little and fell on Angad's shoulder.

"Mama! Dad!" the three kids rushed to the stage. They stood there, too stunned to say anything.

Neha recalled what she had read in the diary just last week.

Kripa: Mere liye Taj Mahal nahin banaa sakte?"

Angad: Banaa sakta hoon….lekin nahin banaoonga……kyunki uska matlab hoga ki tumhare jaane ke baad mujhey zinda rehna padhega….aur wo main kar nahin paaoonga."

It did not matter who went first; they all knew that just as their parents had done everything together in life right from their childhood…. even when they were apart for 14 years….they had lived every moment together…..and were still together when death knocked on their door……they always belonged to each other….in life and in death……

Kripa, 82 & Angad, 86 passed away in each other's arms in front of their whole family……..

Please enjoy this song dedicated to our eternal couple AK- "rahe na rahe hum" from "Mamta"

http://www.badongo.com/vid/525219 (AK VM made by Muniza)

Rahe na rahe hum
Mehaka karenge ban ke kali
Ban ke saba bag-e-wafa mai......
Mausaam koyi bhi ho eess chaman mai rang banke rahenge hum khiraama
Chahat ki khushbu yoohi julfoo se udegi khiza ho ya baharaa
Yoo hee jhumte aor khilte rahenge,

Mehaka karenge ban ke kali
Ban ke saba bag-e-wafa mai........
Khooye hai hum aise kyaa hai milna
kyaa hai bhichadnaa yaad nahi humko

Kuche mai DIL ke jab se aaye
Sirfh DIL ki jaami hai yaad hum ko
Eessi sarjami pe hum tau rahenge,
Mehaka karenge ban ke kali
Ban ke saba bag-e-wafa mai........

JAB HUM NA HONGE HAMARI KHAQ PAI TUM RUKOGE CHALTE CHALTE
ASHQO SE BHIGI CHANDANI MAI EK SADA SI SUNOGE CHALTE CHALTE
WAHI PAR KAHI HUM TUMKO MILENGE,

rahe na rahe hum
Mehaka karenge ban ke kali
Ban ke saba bag-e-wafa mai......

HEAVEN:

Lord Vishnu's (Hindu God) abode:

Vishnu: Yamraj (Hindu God of Death) you are back? So what did I tell you…these two souls will come back with each other….. you could not separate them again.

Yamraj (frustrated): I tried my best My Lord…..but looks like these two souls are inseparable in every life.

Vishnu: I know, I tried your idea of getting her married to another man this time…..but guess what, I had to call him back a little early….Shabd was a nice man…… he had no choice but to come back.

Yamraj: It is all because of Mouni…..you sent Mouni as Neha's soul…..she managed to re unite them even after so many years!

Vishnu: Well if you had not messed up that heart transplant, Mouni would have survived and they would not have separated like this! I had to make amends for your goof up! So do you give up now?

Yamraj: No….this time I will get it right….they will separate and not re unite again

Vishnu: And how do you propose to do that?

Yamraj: They will be born on different continents…..

Vishnu: This is the jet age….that can't keep them apart

Yamraj: OK..then they will not even speak each other's language!

Vishnu: There is only one language these 2 souls speak idiot! It is called the language of LOVE!

Yamraj (exasperated): OK different religions…..she will be Hindu and he Muslim…..you know how difficult a combination that is?

Vishnu: Love does not believe in barriers like religion silly! It is just us Gods who have made these divisions!

Yamraj: OK….she will be bad and he would be really really nice…..I will make sure I will intervene in a way that they start despising each other!

Vishnu: Well…I will take it as a challenge again (chuckles)…..you know she is basically a good soul…so even if you make her bad, his soul will see the good in her.

Yamraj: He ….he…he….I have a plan my Lord! Even you will be baffled…..this time I will be VICTORIOUS!!!!

Vishnu: Whatever Yamraj…..I need to go now….Laxmi is waiting for me….we have an invitation to Indra's darbar tonight…BYE! But I am sure I will win again….he he he….

Well we will get the answers in my next ff: Des Pardes http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=781083...... do these souls meet again or are their time is finally over as Yamraj said???

I hope you all enjoyed this emotional roller coaster….I enjoyed writing it and appreciated all ur wonderful comments. UR comments are what keeps me going and keeps Angad and Kripa Jodi alive in our hearts even after the show is long gone…..….their fragrance still fills our senses after all these months……

THE END

Edited by bheegi - 17 years ago

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nycdesiqt

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Posted: 17 years ago

#666

okay wow!! u seriously made me cry at the last part!!
this was soo saddd!!!! 😭 but i loved the way u wrote it! i am speechless write now cuz i can't over the fact of how they died!! it was beautiful!! great epilogue!! their love for each other never died...so happy...and i'm glad they died together!
it was a wonderful family reunion but very sad 😭

can't wait for ur next fan fic 😃

by the way...i love the whole yamraj and vishnu conversation 😆 thas the only thing that made me smile through my tears

cheers!!!!! 😃 😃

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bheegi

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Posted: 17 years ago

#667

Originally posted by: desiqt8806
okay wow!! u seriously made me cry at the last part!!
this was soo saddd!!!! 😭 but i loved the way u wrote it! i am speechless write now cuz i can't over the fact of how they died!! it was beautiful!! great epilogue!! their love for each other never died...so happy...and i'm glad they died together!
it was a wonderful family reunion but very sad 😭

can't wait for ur next fan fic 😃

by the way...i love the whole yamraj and vishnu conversation 😆 thas the only thing that made me smile through my tears

cheers!!!!! 😃 😃

Thanks desiqt...i must have cried 10 times while writing that part, that is why i included that humorous Vishnu Yamraj conversation....thanks for commenting and liking it 😊

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angullgrl91

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Posted: 17 years ago

#668

OMG!!!
amazing ending. u did a gr8 job on this fan fic.
i really luved it...sumthin i notice...every1's old nd has health issues haha.

but u did u gr8 job nd ak were really cute.

i luved how they died in each other's arms.

im excited 2 read ur next fan fic 😃

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bheegi

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Posted: 17 years ago

#669

Originally posted by: angullgrl91
OMG!!!
amazing ending. u did a gr8 job on this fan fic.
i really luved it...sumthin i notice...every1's old nd has health issues haha.

but u did u gr8 job nd ak were really cute.

i luved how they died in each other's arms.

im excited 2 read ur next fan fic 😃

Thanks angull girl...yes this time i thought about looking into the cliched statement-'and they lived happily ever after' so u saw their journey from childhood till the end...i am glad u liked it..thanks for all ur regular and wonderful comments 😊

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Kristina

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Posted: 17 years ago

#670

Mindblowing!!!! 👏 👏 . Oh Bheegi, you really did it again and the Epilogue like made my day, very creative at the end wiht Vishnu, and I can't wait for the next ff. The poem that was at the beginning, it so fit with the whole story, I so love it. The fact that they died together, was great that they died in each others arms, so sweet if only things happended like this in real life. I thought I wouldn't like this story cuz you she would marry Shabd, but it exceeded all my expectations. Their love was so pure and true, that no matter what obstacle they overcame. Oh I loved the parts, where Neha got them to hold hands, and even at the age of 80 with Kripa's alzheimers they have such a connection. Truly, I've read a lot of romance books, but this story really was great and my love for AK grows more with stories like this. Ok Bye Take care.

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TUMHARI AMAANAT (AK/MS)#2 epi pg 87,vmp89 - Page 67

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