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He returned home after a long tiring day to an empty house. He wondered how much life had changed in these five years. His passion had overrode his sanity. What was he lacking? In fact, he'd a loving family, a mother he raised him like a prince, a sister who spoilt him rotten and friends who provided him moral support and his lady love who lent a shoulder for him to cry on in solitude during despair. He was the happiest being around them. He'd realised that his happiness resided in them and not with his colleagues who celebrated with him only when he succeeded at his work yet at other times ridiculed his style of work when it felt unsatisfactory.
He'd been selfish; neglecting those people who cared for him the most and running behind temporary pleasures.
Flashback
"Ishita yeh sahi time nahi hai to get engaged and all. I mean ek baar internship poori hu jaaiye; I promise I will marry you, grand tareeke se."
"Raman tum humaare rishte ko importance dete hi nahi ho so main kyun tumhaare peeche bhaagti rahoon. Why don't we break up amicably? No drama?
She left silently, wiping a tear from the corner of her eye.
~
He packed his bags and went of to claim back his love, his life, his Ishita...
TO BE CONTINUED
He'd been selfish; neglecting those people who cared for him the most and running behind temporary pleasures.
Flashback
"Ishita yeh sahi time nahi hai to get engaged and all. I mean ek baar internship poori hu jaaiye; I promise I will marry you, grand tareeke se."
"Raman tum humaare rishte ko importance dete hi nahi ho so main kyun tumhaare peeche bhaagti rahoon. Why don't we break up amicably? No drama?
She left silently, wiping a tear from the corner of her eye.
~
He packed his bags and went of to claim back his love, his life, his Ishita...
TO BE CONTINUED
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