The Second Chances upd Epilogue pg63 on 22thFeb - Page 23

@Mihelz

Originally posted by: kiran255

@Mihelz

Dear well they have edited the most amazing part

btw i never watch any of the serials i read

cuz i think they can never be up to xpected !

imagination is a much larger orpit

and im too imaginative :)

kash we live near

i would narrate u all

This story is one of its kind !

ah kno das soo tru...

Hey Shilpi thanx alot for the wonderful update and PM🤗I can"t get enough of this FF 😃... U are a mindblowing writer yaar ...i wanted to read more 😆Sorry iam being greedy her ...But can"t really help it ....it was just awesome...iam literally lost for the words ....Pls jaldi update karna....Longer update"s appericiated yaar 😉.....👍🏼👏....u take care and see ya around 🤗

Ch 10: The Realization

Present day

Telankhadi lake,Nagpur

Dutta sat gazing at the water. Looking at the sun setting, as if it was too tried with the constant fire burning in it and just wanted to drown itself, to drench the burn it suffered to give light to others. Sometimes he felt like he was burning, too. But not for others. He was burning because of his pain. The pain he had inflicted on others.

They had come to the lake which was famous hangout for the youth-college gangs, young couples, and friends. He had come here so many times with his friends. He had had his first beer here. He always ended his dates with a kiss here. He had spent many hours waiting for the dawn with his friends here. The innumerable night outs in hostels with friends, after some raunchy movies, they would sneak out and ride their bikes in the cities. Their girlfriends sitting behind them, holding tight while they drove on the winds on the best city roads of India. Wide four lanes, with no signals or traffic, with wind speaking in their ears, screaming and celebrating their youth to the skies. Those rides always ended here, at this lake on these boulders. All the screaming, shouting, talking just ended here. They would quietly await the sun. With its first rays they would watch the thella opposite the road take its position, the man would slowly ignite his stove and put water for his first batch of tea. They would have tea and poha from him, joking and laughing, teasing the poor guy. And when the world rose from their beds, they would turn home to seek theirs. He had seen the lake in all its moods. The loud tourist infested afternoons, the romantic evenings, the quiet almost sinister nights and the calm, hopeful dawns. But never with her. He had never brought her here. Strange, he thought. Maybe because when he had started loving this place she had moved away from him or was it him moving away? He had just left her behind to reach this place. It felt nice just sitting here with her, looking at the sun. She was looking at the couples sitting further below near the water and smiling. It was a young couple, maybe high school kids. The boy was trying hard to steal a kiss while she kept popping a berry in her mouth. He was suddenly reminded of another time another date in a different setting. He saw her looking at him. She knew he was remembering the same thing and they burst out laughing.

They laughed till there was a stitch in their stomachs. Nakkusha- how did you scare him away? How did you scare arun? Dutta- I just told him to leave at first but he was too full of himself. She rolled her eyes. He grinned-so we settled it mano-a-mano. He did a mock boxing gesture. Nakkusha gasped- you hit him. Dutta- he hit me back,too. Got me twice on the stomach. Nakkusha- I don't believe you. That's so barbaric. She licked her lips biting her laugh- and so filmy. Dutta- I know. I can't believe it now. Nakkusha- he is in Indian air-force now. Dutta- really! Man, that's…that's seriously impressive. Nakkusha- yeah,he's on Facebook. Tudu, tell me one thing. How were you there?

Dutta looked at her baffled. Nakkusha looked at the lake. She slowly turned back to met his questioning gaze. Nakkusha- How come you were there at the church yesterday? How did you know? You said, I was not supposed to be there. I was supposed to be gone. How did you know?

Dutta- I met someone at the flight. Someone I....we knew.

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A week back,17^thDecember 2009

Somewhere over Pacific Ocean,Lufthansha flight.

The sign for 'seatbelts on' had been like that since take off. He could see that it was switched off for the man in front seat. An announcement was made for taking it off hours ago. He had reported it to the stewardess twice. Now, he didn't bother. He hated these long flights. For past two weeks he had spent more time on air than on land. If he was a praying man, Dutta would have feared that he was affronting the Lord by not staying where he was supposed to stay- on the ground. He knew this journey was going to be the worst and as if to prove him right, he was having the nightmarish flight to the one place, he considered his personal hell. He had boarded the first flight he could get to Mumbai from NewYork, but unfortunately the only available flight had four stopovers- Detroit, Amsterdam, Dubai, Delhi. A total of 29 hrs of air travel. He had till now faced turbulence, an over-enthusiastic flirty air-hostress, bad coffee, boring movies and snoring companion. To top it he had not been able to get First class ticket. The economy seats were too small for his 6'2" frame.

He moved to get a comfortable position in the cramped space allotted to him. He could not feel his feet. He gave up and laid his head back. He felt a prickle on his neck, a feeling of being watched. He turned slightly to see a familiar face.

Dutta sat up- Karthik? The man got up from his seat and came to stand beside his seat. Karthik- it is you. Since boarding the flight at Amsterdam, I was wondering if I got you right. Dutta got up in spite the wince in his legs due to sudden rush of blood to south of his body. Dutta- Karthik, how are you? Karthik softly requested swap of the seat beside Dutta to his fellow passenger. After getting as comfortable as possible in such uncomfortable confines, the two friends caught up with life. Karthik- yaar, Antarctica pe rahta hai. Not in the moon. Atleast Facebook,Orkut kissi pe to mil. Dutta- when you live in a totally society less place you tend to forget real society, virtual or real. Never was very fond of social networks in the first place. Karthik- ohhh yeah! You wanted to get lost, literally. Dutta gave a wry smile. Dutta- but couldn't quite get lost, could I? Where are you going? What are you doing these days? Karthik- I am working in IT sector. Had a kid a week ago! Wife is in India. So I am going home to see my little champ for the first time. Dutta swallowed- Wow! Congratulations! Karthik beamed- hey, let me show you his pics. She emailed me. He flashed the screensaver of his blackberry. Dutta looked at the pink wrinkled ball of flesh. It must be the ugliest baby he has seen but he thought back on how many single day old babies he had seen. None! In fact apart from some commercials,posters he had not seen a baby up close since a long time. Almost a decade! He neither cared for babies nor did he find them interesting. Dutta- he looks..fine. umm….nice. Karthik laughed heartily- yeah, I know. I know. I have said that to a quite a few friends of mine when they used to show off their kids' pics. It's annoying for bachelors. But…Dutta, this feeling is amazing. I…I love my kid already. Dutta smiled at him- I wish you all the best. And I know this is one lucky baby to have you. Karthik- thanks.

Karthik-So where are you heading? Dutta-India. Karthik-Nagpur? Dutta sighed- One of the destinations. I have a seminar tomorrow in Mumbai. Then have to deliver some reports in Port Blair research labs, some meetings in Delhi. Maybe, I'll squeeze in a visit to Nagpur. So when did you get married? Karthik had changed from a sedate person to total love struck man. Dutta looked at him in amazement as he went on to tell him his entire life story in every detail for the next hour.

Their halt at Dubai turned out to be longer than they expected. The announcement annoyed Karthik but left Dutta unsurprised .In truth, he was half expecting it. The whole trip seemed jinxed to him. Maybe because he was going back, breaking his promise to himself. Dutta smiled at his superstitious thoughts. Karthik- you find this delay funny? Dutta- papaji,Chill! Saala baap kya ban gaya, masti karna bhul gaya. Chal, lets grab a bite in the caf.

Karthik sipped on his coke and watched his friend closely. The features were the same yet were etched with lines of world weariness. The smiling eyes were quiet and the lips faked the gesture when needed. He had a feeling that the light crow feet near his eyes were not due to laughter but were testament to hard life. He tried to remember when he had last seen him laugh openly. It was…yeah, it was a picnic to Ramtek before, he went to Bangalore and he went to Pune. They were boating in the lake and Dutta was laughing at something nakkusha said about…Nakkusha!Damn! He turned pale beneath his dark skin.Karthik – dutta, when did you say you'll be in Nagpur? Dutta shrugged- maybe next week for a day or two. Karthik- have you booked the tickets? When exactly? Dutta- I think 22^nd or 23^rd. Why? Karthik stiffened- just like that. Nothing.

Dutta narrowed his eyes- You never were good at lying. What's the matter? Karthik- you are not in touch with anyone, are you? Dutta shook his head- that was the whole point. Not staying in touch with anyone. Karthik- that's what I thought. Maybe, I should not say anything. Dutta- Karthik, don't beat around the bush. What's it?

Karthik swallowed and looked him in the eye- She is getting married on 23^rd. Dutta didn't even ask who 'She' was, he knew. Dutta quietly picked up Karthik's blackberry and saw the screensaver again. She would have the prettiest kids, he thought. They should have her eyes, green large eyes. But he knew he will probably never see them. Just as well, because he feared that if he ever did see them, he'd probably search for impossible resemblances-between them and him. Funny, he never knew that you could actually feel the pain of those broken dreams that you have never dared to dream.

A few days later, Dutta landed on Nagpur airport. He had had to go back to New Zealand to deal with a major issue regarding the samples he had collected in Antarctic. He had sorted it out in less than two days and took a flight back to India. He couldn't understand why it felt so important to finish this business with a closed locker. It had waited 6 months, it could have waited a few more days. He refused to answer that to himself.

As he checked in his room, he kept glancing at the clock. Has she walked down the aisle yet? She would look breathtaking. Did she write her own vows? She was not into mushy stuff, or was she? He entered his room and called the bank for the meeting. He stood under the shower till the hot water ran out. He stood oblivious to the cold cascade of water that turned his skin to wrinkled prunes. He was suddenly jerked out of his thoughts and came out of the shower. One look at the clock told him he had missed the appointment, for which he had came to this city from another part of the world. He gave self deprecating laugh as he put the phone down after fixing another appointment for next day. He lied down on the bed looking at the ceiling, trying to think of other things. But his mind kept seeing her.

She was looking beautiful in white. She sparkled and shined. Her veil could not hide the naughty smile in her eyes even when they were demurely downcast. Uncle Ben was walking her down to her groom. He placed her arm on his hand giving a satisfied look of a daughter's father. Unspoken pact made in silence, man to man. Her veil was lifted; she looked up to his face and smiled. Nothing felt so good, he thought, nothing was so precious.' I have been waiting for you. What took you so long,Dutta?' He opened his eyes and rubbed the sleep off. Dream, again! It hadn't changed. Since Karthik had told him about her wedding, he had seen this dream every time he closed his eyes. Earlier he fought the dream, waking up in sweat with heavy heart. But now, he almost welcomed it. He consciously closed his eyes and waited for it to start. At least, there were dreams now. For past five years he had refused himself even that.

It was evening. He stood near the window. He allowed himself the dream. After all, he didn't have to fear that he'll slip and try to have her now. She was unattainable, far removed from him. She is married now. The run was over. No temptations to break the rule.

He looked at crossing visible from the window-A very important crossing. At one side of the road it had the hotel and the theatre; on the other side it had his Alma matter,his school. The road opposite it had the school playground and the City cricket stadium and just opposite to this playground was the church. Just a few steps away. Unbridled, a wish came to his mind. Why not, he thought? What's the harm in it for her? She must have left long ago, with her husband. The party would be over too. Everything would be over, just the remnants of the wedding would stand there, in the church,alone. Maybe some cleaning crew, but that didn't matter. The place of her wedding would be empty, just like he felt. Why not see it? Why not just take a look and see how it felt to be part of the most important day of her life? One look, one dream, one last fantasy. Just once- one taste, one breathe of the air she had breathed while making those vows, that had cut her from him forever. Just one. No harm done. To her. He amended. He picked up his discarded shirt and wallet his and looked at the empty eyes of his image on the mirror. It said to him cynically- You are the biggest fool on face of the earth, a sadist!

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Present day

Telankhadi lake,Nagpur

Dutta looked at the beautiful woman sitting beside him. She was calling a toddler making baby faces at it. The kid walked tittering on his chubby feet that wore small boots that squeaked at each step. The proud parents were smiling at the kid. Nakkkusha picked the baby up and tickled it, making it laugh. She then let it go when he squirmed in her arms. She laughed as the baby found something interesting on the ground. Dutta was recalling the moment he yesterday realized that once again life was about to play a cruel game with him. He had felt flummoxed watching her on the steps, like she was waiting for him. Then he had noticed the desolate hunch of her shoulders, the vulnerable curve of her neck and the breathy flutter of her lower lip which always signaled that she was on the verge of waterworks. His blood boiled over when he recalled the voice message. Pig! Oh, what a pleasure it would be to gut him and bury him in those mountains! He should have realized that he was a wrong choice when he saw him years back. But he had been too involved in cutting ties to notice anything. How dared he hurt her, His Naksh! Dutta stopped in his thoughts and looked back at Nakkusha who was still engrossed with the kid. When had she become his, in his thoughts?

He had often wondered which was the moment when he loved her. Had it been that Christmas when they had shook hands for friendship and sealed it with an innocent peek? Or was it when she would pull his hair and scratch his face when they quarreled? Was it the uncertainty on her face when she realized the changes in her life with growing up? The first time she cooked for him, first kiss, her first date that though had started with someone else had ended with him. He had seen her in all colors. The little pixie that followed him around and got in all kinds of muddles with him, the girl who could use her smart mouth as weapon to slash others, the girl-child who explored new horizons and the child-woman who grasped and held together the shambles of his world at his wake. But he was watching the woman for the first time. He saw a part of all those Nakkushas in her, but he saw more. She had become so much more- confident, strong, and determined. She didn't break down at first sign of trouble, didn't give in to hysterics. The anger, candidness, stubbornness, innocence still remained of the old Naksh with blend of serenity, calm, maturity of the new Nakkusha. He felt himself drown even deeply in love with this woman. She was chasing away the images of the old he had locked away in his hearts and filling those nooks and canaries with the new memories. He had adored and desired her then, now he respected and craved her. He once again tried to pinpoint the exact moment when she had become his Naksh rather than just Naksh. He couldn't remember falling in love but the realization that she was his love, he could remember the moment as if it was yesterday.

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Eight years ago: 27^th January 2003

Pebble nightclub,Bangalore

He made his way to the bar and asked for sparkling water. A pretty auburn haired girl on the raised bar-seat raised her drink at him, eyeing him up and down like prize horse. Dutta raised his brows and shook his head taking his glass. Before leaving he saluted the girl and smiled to let her down softly. He made his way back to the curved love-seats at the first level were his friends were waiting for him. It was a double celebration night. They were celebrating Dutta and Avanti's first relationship anniversary and his selection for the two months internship training in cellular microbiology in Delhi University. It paved a way for realizing his dream to study the genetics and molecular development of new found species of microbes. And the fact that the woman he loved will be there with him every step of the way overjoyed him. Avanti would join him every 15-20 days for two months then they will both appear for the entrance exams for post grads for DU. He would get scholarships for some American universities, he was sure but he wanted to stay in the country to be near his ma and Avanti. Plus he didn't think he could ever survive without going back to Nagpur every once in three months. The pull of that city was too much in his blood. He loved the city; it held the memories of his da, of his childhood. He needed to keep going back.

Avanti wanted to dance and she whispered in his ears making his body burn with her sexy purr. She pulled him down to the dance floor. She grooved to the sensuous tunes of 'Naughty Girl', looking invitingly at him. He licked his lips and pulled her in his arms as she trembled in his embrace. Dutta- let's get out of here.Hmm? Avanti pushed him off and threw a disgusted look at him. He was taken aback and came to halt in the middle of the crowded floor as she drifted off in the crowd away from him. He was jostled in the thick dancing swarm as they danced mindlessly to trance. He searched for her in the flicker of the laser lights and caught her at the door leading to the back corridor. She was smiling invitingly at him, she bit her lips and crooked a finger at him, demurely looked down and back at the dark corridor. Dutta felt he was ablaze with desire. He made his way to her. He caught her hand and dragged them in the darkness.

As the subdued rhythm of the trance beat synchronously with his throbbing heart, he pushed her roughly to the wall and buried his face in her throat. She meshed her fingers in his hair and held him tightly. He kissed her lips hungrily and trailed to her ears-whispering, biting and soothing her . 'Dutta, I love you',she breathed huskily. He felt elated and took her lips again, his hands pulling her to him. He hugged her and buried his face in the crook of her neck kissing her and muttering at the same time,"I love you, too Avanti. God, I love you. I love you, baby."

Avanti- please don't ever leave me, dutta. I'll fall apart, please. Love me.

Dutta cupped her face and kissed her forehead and hugged her to his chest. He closed his eyes and said,"Never. I can't live without you ever. I love you too much, too much. I love you… I love you Nakkusha. I love you Naksh,I have always loved you ,Nak…." they both realized it simultaneously, as she stiffened in his arms. He released the woman in his arms slowly, his eyes still closed, pain flittering on his face. He slowly opened his eyes to look into the eyes of the woman standing hairbreadth away from him. Strange, everything looked exactly the way it had looked a moment ago when he had closed his eyes, but now everything had changed inside him. She was the same but felt different to him. She felt wrong in his arms. He would have expected hurt and antagonism in her eyes, accusations that were true. But he saw just pain and acceptance, a look of defeat and finality.

Avanti smiled painfully at him looking in his eyes- But I am not her, Dutta. I am not your Naksh.

Dutta closed his eyes and bowed. When he lifted his head and met her quiet gaze again, there was defeat in them. Dutta- Yes, you are not her. You are not My Naksh. I am sorry.

Avanti nodded pulling away from him,"The break-up party has to wait till next month, I guess. This month, I am broke". Dutta gave an incredible laugh- Me too.

Avanti- What would you do now?

Dutta looked at the sky and shrugged and answered her like a lost warrior who accepted his fate. He thought of the latin phase 'Amor Fati'. Dutta looked back at her and said simply, "Love her".

………………………………To be continued

God please,guyz tell me this part was OK?I feel this has to be the most Pivotal part of the story…Hope I did justice to the Storyline and was not too, Melodramatic about it(though I was angling for it in some places). But my posts are getting so Looooong….Man! I should stop droning on and on about Dutta-Naksh and keep it simple…Anyways please leave comments and press like.

me first :-)

😆Ch 10: The Realization.. this got my attention😳

Telankhadi lake,Nagpur

Dutta sat gazing at the water. Looking at the sun setting, as if it was too tried with the constant fire burning in it and just wanted to drown itself, to drench the burn it suffered to give light to others. i swear tht before i read the following line, i knew you were talking of him burning from his own pain here..😳.. see we are connected here shilpi..lol😳😆Sometimes he felt like he was burning, too. But not for others. He was burning because of his pain. The pain he had inflicted on others.

wow.. love the way you described the lake.. gave me such a melancholy feeling yaar.. hthe diff moods of the lake depending on what time of the day it was.. and oh those good old college ke din.. kaash woh wapis aate.. esp for me who left those days behind well over a decade ago, this did get me nostalgic.. magar already sun set ho gaya, not much time left Naksh..U need to do something to give a bit more hope to naksh here i feel😉 a few more heart touching gestures from D will do it for me😉😛

Dutta- he hit me back,too. Got me twice on the stomach. Nakkusha- I don't believe you. That's so barbaric. She licked her lips biting her laugh- and so filmy. Dutta- I know. I can't believe it now. Nakkusha- he is in Indian air-force now. Dutta- really! Man, that's…that's seriously impressive.

Dutta looked at her baffled. Nakkusha looked at the lake. She slowly turned back to met his questioning gaze. Nakkusha- How come you were there at the church yesterday? How did you know? You said, I was not supposed to be there. I was supposed to be gone. How did you know?

Dutta- I met someone at the flight. Someone I....we knew.

A week back,17^thDecember 2009

Somewhere over Pacific Ocean,Lufthansha flight.

. To top it he had not been able to get First class ticket. The economy seats were too small for his 6'2" frame.

Karthik swallowed and looked him in the eye- She is getting married on 23^rd. Dutta didn't even ask who 'She' was, he knew. Dutta quietly picked up Karthik's blackberry and saw the screensaver again. She would have the prettiest kids, he thought. They should have her eyes, green large eyes. But he knew he will probably never see them. Just as well, because he feared that if he ever did see them, he'd probably search for impossible resemblances-between them and him. Funny, he never knew that you could actually feel the pain of those broken dreams that you have never dared to dream.

. But his mind kept seeing her. 😃.. finally i can see him allowing himself at least this luxury.. that in itself is a good change.. it must be that he is back in Nagpur, all the old memories flooding him and weakening him, but so glad he is finally opening up that corner of hs heart where she is locked away.. lil by lil, page by page, he is opening that part of his heart.. truly beautiful

Unspoken pact made in silence, man to man. Her veil was lifted; she looked up to his face and smiled. Nothing felt so good, he thought, nothing was so precious.' I have been waiting for you. What took you so long,Dutta?' .. this touched my heart today girl.. i would love to have these lines re-used again.. He opened his eyes and rubbed the sleep off. Dream, again! It hadn't changed. Since Karthik had told him about her wedding, he had seen this dream every time he closed his eyes. Earlier he fought the dream, waking up in sweat with heavy heart. But now, he almost welcomed it. He consciously closed his eyes and waited for it to start. At least, there were dreams now. For past five years he had refused himself even that. see, just what i thought.. earlier all his memories were just locked up, whereas now suddenly he has had a vision of her being his bride and he just cannot stop himself from dreaming on.. and he has kept himself away from even the small thoughts of her that now everything is breaking loose like an avalanche here.. all her memories, dreams of her.. i feel for D here.. all this time i was sad for Naksh, i still feel for her.. but now seeing how much he had gone thru..

The run was over. No temptations to break the rule. oh, such an acceptance statement.. accepting that this is it, she is now gone..oh 😭😭

What's the harm in it for her? oh, how i love this selfless D..even in all his pain, he still thinks of her and her well being.. he knows that she must have gone and would not be burdened with his visit.. but ek doubt.. in what way does he think his visit will harm her.. if he thought she only saw him as a friend, then after initial anger from Naksh on seing him after so many years, then she would be thrilled to see him na.. OR did he realise that Naksh also loves him though the feeling was unknown to herself and he fears him coming back would awaken those feelings in her again?!

Present day

Telankhadi lake,Nagpur

He should have realized that he was a wrong choice when he saw him years back.

He saw a part of all those Nakkushas in her, but he saw more. . He felt himself drown even deeply in love with this woman. She was chasing away the images of the old he had locked away in his hearts and filling those nooks and canaries with the new memories. He had adored and desired her then, now he respected and craved her. 😍❤️He once again tried to pinpoint the exact moment when she had become his Naksh rather than just Naksh. He couldn't remember falling in love but the realization that she was his love, he could remember the moment as if it was yesterday.

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Eight years ago: 27^th January 2003

Pebble nightclub,Bangalore

The pull of that city was too much in his blood. He loved the city; it held the memories of his da, of his childhood. He needed to keep going back... yes, he needed to goback as his heart was still there.. oh i will only get worse as this FF progresses.. siiigh❤️ ur poor jiju😆

,"I love you, too Avanti. God, I love you. I love you, baby."

Avanti- please don't ever leave me, dutta. I'll fall apart, please. Love me.

Dutta cupped her face and kissed her forehead and hugged her to his chest. He closed his eyes and said,"Never. I can't live without you ever. I love you too much, too much. I love you… I love you Nakkusha. I love you Naksh,I have always loved you ,Nak…." they both realized it simultaneously, as she stiffened in his arms. He released the woman in his arms slowly, his eyes still closed, pain flittering on his face. He slowly opened his eyes to look into the eyes of the woman standing hairbreadth away from him. Strange, everything looked exactly the way it had looked a moment ago when he had closed his eyes, but now everything had changed inside him. She was the same but felt different to him. She felt wrong in his arms. He would have expected hurt and antagonism in her eyes, accusations that were true. But he saw just pain and acceptance, a look of defeat and finality.

Dutta closed his eyes and bowed. When he lifted his head and met her quiet gaze again, there was defeat in them. Dutta- Yes, you are not her. You are not My Naksh.❤️ now i cant wait to see him call her his Naksh.. gosh, this is such a pivotal part in the story and i cant wait to read how poor D deals with his heart now he knows there is only this one woman for him and she has to be kept away from him.. it will be heart breaking to read, but will be so touching.. all the moments from now on with Naksh will take a new meaning for D.. so, now we know D realised it at this point.. in the case of Naksh, was it that she realised on the night D came back and they have that conversation in the guest room? where she says it has always been him.. breaks my heart to even think if that daniel had turned up, would she never have realised.. the same question i had haunted Adi with in so many ways in one thread saying if sups had not run away, would D have never realised N's love and his love for her?!.

Avanti- What would you do now? truly speaks about this girl, and i am so glad i never disliked her.. she has lived upto what i thopught of her👏👏👏👏

Dutta looked at the sky and shrugged and answered her like a lost warrior who accepted his fate. He thought of the latin phase 'Amor Fati'. Dutta looked back at her and said simply, "Love her".

God please,guyz tell me this part was OK?I feel this has to be the most Pivotal part of the story…Hope I did justice to the Storyline and was not too, Melodramatic about it(though I was angling for it in some places). But my posts are getting so Looooong….Man! I should stop droning on and on about Dutta-Naksh and keep it simple…Anyways please leave comments and press like.

just OK?! outstanding👏and pls keep writing these loooong posts more often.. we will never ever complain as there is a beautiful flow when i read your stories , sorry i can actually live your stories in my heart😳

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Hi there, wow - he finally admitted it was her he loved, wow 😍. You write very well, please update soon, anxiously waiting for the next chapter!!!!!!!!!!!