Destiny, Fate & Love Thread #5 29th Feb: Epilogue Up! On Pg 107! - Page 59

WOW!! superb update dear...loved it

Originally posted by: ajenn

Chapter 86

Yes it was really surprising to see Geet being shying away and blushing. But loved the reasoning Geet told Maan for her being quiet. She's no longer Geet Raizada that's crazy now she Geet Maan Khurana whom with her husband on their first night...

Maan had his own way of undressing Geet, it was slow and sensuous... I really love the choice of song... was soothing , apt well for Maaneet...

And My birthday wishes for you, sorry for the very late wish...

Wishing you lottsss of love and happiness...

EPILOGUE

"Ale mela Shona! Baat toh suno!", Maan coaxed as he kneeled on the floor.

"Nai! Mennu Mummy chaahiye!", the little girl in front of him pouted. She even stomped her feet for effect. Maan rolled his eyes.

"Dekho Shona! Tu toh mera bachcha haina! Dekh! Yeh dress toh tere favorite color ka hai! Phir kyun nahi pehenti?", Maan continued to coax the girl.

The girl simply shook her head, "Nahi! Mennu yeh kapda nahi pehenna! Mennu Mummy chaahiye!"

"Ginny", Maan almost shouted, "Dekh! Yeh pehen le nahi toh..." a missile in the form of small ball hit him in the chest and he froze. Turning around he glared at the culprit.

"Oops!", a toddler mumbled as he giggled. He took another toy from the toy box before him and lobbed it at his father. Maan caught the toy with one hand and glared at the kid. The kid simply giggled and ran off to the next room. Maan's eyes widened. His son was running out. Baahar stairs hain! Maan stood up and ran after his son and swiftly caught him. His three year old son giggled as he was lifted in the air by his father. Maan rolled his eyes as he turned towards his room only to see his five year old daughter run out of the room in her undies.

"RAGINI!", Maan screamed as the little girl ran out giggling. Maan caught the kid with her other arm and looked at his son and daughter. Both giggled and the younger one even clapped his hands. Maan huffed. Another usual moment in the family! His kids were carbon copies of their mother when it came to trouble making and sometimes Maan wondered whether they had even one single quality of his. As he entered the room, his wife, who had just come out of the bathroom after changing her clothes, looked up from where she was getting dressed.

"PD! Ginny ko paida hue paanch saal hogaye lekin aaj tak aap use ek dress nahi pehna paaye!", Geet mumbled as she applied lipstick. Maan dropped the kids on the floor and Ginny ran to hug her mother, "Soni! Yeh tumhaari bachchi na, ek number ki shaitaan hai! Aur Veer ki toh tum baat bhi mat karo!"

Geet huffed as she grabbed the dress that Maan was trying to make Ginny wear and effortlessly made Ginny wear it. Maan simply shook his head. Typical Ginny! Mere saamne itne nakhre aur Soni ke saamne bheegi billi! Geet went back to applying makeup, "Arre waah! School mein number one aayi toh Ginny aapki beti hui! Aur shaitaani ki toh meri! PD aap bhi na!"

Maan smiled as he leaned on the door way and stared at his wife getting ready, "Saat saal ho gaye shaadi ko! Lekin aaj tak yeh PD ki aadat nahi lagi mujhe! Tum na mujhe Maan hi bulaaya karo! Tumhaare mooh se mera naam sune hue lagta hai jaise arsaa hogaya! Aaj kal toh main tumhaare mooh se apna naam sirf tabhi sunta hun jab tum ya toh naaraaz hoti ho ya annoyed! I am not happy Soni!"

Geet huffed, "Oh ho! PD matlab Pati Dev! Insaan se aapko bhagwan bana rahi hun aur aap hain ki chaahte hain ki main aapko Maan bulaaun! Achcha yeh sab chodiye...", Geet turned around but pouted when she saw no one standing there. Arre! Yeh kahaa gaye? Her children giggled at her confused expression. She looked at them, "Tumhaare papa na, uff, mujhe bahut sataate hain!" Her daughter and son giggled and Geet smiled, "Chalo! Mujhe hug do! Mumma ko office jaana hai!" Both her children ran to hug her and Geet happily hugged them back.

Then Geet turned and looked into the mirror, checked her clothes and practically ran out of the room after waving her hand at her children only to be stopped in her path by Maan who stood in front of her.

"Maan! Rasta kyun rok rahe ho?", Geet pouted only to come face to face with rolled up paratha.

"Tum naashta kiye baghair jaa rahi ho?", Maan looked at her amused.

Geet shook her head, "Mujhe bhook nahi hai! Aur office mein bahut kaam hai!"

As she sidestepped Maan and tried to walk away, Maan grabbed her arm and placed the rolled up paratha in her hand, "Raste mein khaa lena!" Geet huffed but nodding ran off. Maan shook his head and smiled as he remembered the time when Soni ran after him with paratha. Uff! Time kitna change hogaya hai! Kabhi yeh paratha leke mere peeche daudti thi aur aaj main iske peeche daud raha hun! Maan chuckled and then frowned. Lekin yeh khaana khaaye baghair jaana bhi theek nahi hai! Mujhe Daadi se baad karni padegi!

"Daadima!", came a roaring voice and Daadima jumped on her bed. Aagaye Maan bete! Daadima shook her head and removed her specs. She put the book that was in her hand aside. Ab toh book padhna chod hi do!

"Pardaadima!", came a childish shout and Daadima chuckled. Aagayi humaari Ginny! Khurana parivar ki nayi peedi mein ek lauti ladki!

"Padaayima!", came another voice and Daadima let out a loud laugh! Aur aagaye humaare Veer! Iss ghar ke laadle!

And just then, Maan entered holding his son in his arms and daughter's hand with other hand.

"Daadima! Aap Geet ko samjha deejiye!", Maan spat as he dropped his son on her lap and his daughter climbed the bed and hugged her Pardaadi.

"Geet? Oh ho! Tum toh Geet ko hamesha Soni bulaate ho! Geet tab bhi bulaate ho jab tum usse naaraaz ho ya annoyed ho? Toh bataao? Naaraaz ho ya pareshaan?", Daadima smirked.

Maan huffed and sat down ignoring the teasing, "Kya bataaun Daadima? Naashta kiye baghair chali gayi!"

Daadima chuckled, "Tumhari biwi hai, Tumhari hi tarah behave kar rahi hai! Ab tum bhi wahi karo jo woh kiya karti thi, parathe roll karo aur uske haath mein thamaado!"

Maan shook his head, "Maine toh woh kar diya! Lekin Daadima..."

Daadima cut him off, "Nahi Maan! Tumhein kuch bolne ka haq nahi! Tumhi toh ho jisne use support kar karke kar karke apni tarah workaholic bana diya! Ab bhugto!" Saying her piece, Daadima grabbed her great grandson, took her great granddaughter's hand and walked away.

Maan watched them leave with mouth wide open. Then he looked up and pouted, "Dekha Babaji! Patni ko support karne ka nateeja! Log kehte hain ki ladkiyon ko progress karna sikhaao! Maine apni biwi ko sikhaaya, toh mujhpe hi ulti padh gayi! Daadima bhi mujhe dosh de rahi hain! Babaji! Not fair!"

While Maan cribbed at Babaji about his workaholic wife, at Shantivan Arnav was ready to pull his hair out in frustration.

"GAURI!", Arnav screamed as he looked around for his daughter.

"GAURI!", he hollered again but except a giggle he did not hear or see his daughter. Where can a four year old hide? Arnav wondered and then started to look under the bed and then into the wardrobe. For a second he smiled as he remembered a time when he had searched for Khushi in the same places only to realise the Khushi he saw was his imagination. He chuckled and then remembered that he was supposed to be searching for his daughter.

"GAURI!", Arnav screamed again but there was no response. Arnav huffed, "What the! Yeh ladki bhi na! Ginny ke saath reh rehke bigad gayi hai!"

Just then his wife entered the room from the poolside, holding their daughter by her hand, "Yeh rahi aapki Gauri! Chupi thi gamle ke peeche! Arnavji aap bhi na! Ek bachchi ko sambhaalne ko kehti hun, aur uspe bhi garam ho jaate hain! Aur kya Ginny Ginny laga rakha hai! Ginny ne humaari bachchi ko nahi bigaada!"

Khushi stormed to the mirror and started to apply her makeup. Arnav rolled his eyes and then grabbing his daughter, he got her dressed, "Arre! Ginny ne hi meri bachchi ko bigaada hai! Warna Gauri shaitaani nahi karti!"

"Arre! Aap baar baar Ginny ko kyun bala bura keh rahe hain?", Khushi sent a glare at him through the mirror. His daughter ran off but Arnav remained behind, "Because my beloved Afreen, Ginny Motormouth ki beti hai! Choti motormouth! Bilkul Geet ki tarah shaitaan!"

"Ek minute Arnavji!", Khushi stood up, now looking ready, "Geet ko beech mein mat laayiye! Aap bhool rahe hain ki bachpan mein aap bhi ek prankster the! Aur aapki beti bilkul aapke jaise, choti prankster!"

Khushi stormed away while Arnav followed her, "Kya kahaa tumne? You called me a prankster? Main bachpan mein kitna achcha bachcha tha tumhein kya pata!"

"Anjali Di!", Khushi called out as she got down the stairs with purse in her hand and her husband following her, "Dekhiye na! Arnavji bol rahe hain ki bachpan mein woh achche bachche the!"

Anjali, who was applying oil to her eight year old son Aniket aka Kanha, burst out laughing, "Chote? Aur achche bachche? Inke saamne toh Kanha, Gauri, Akshay, Ginny, Luv, Kush, Veer, sab ek saath milaake bhi kuch nahi hai!"

"Dekha?", Khushi turned around and glared at her husband, "Hum keh rahe the na? Humaari bachchi prankster hai because of you!" Turning around she walked down the remaining stairs. Arnav pouted, "Di! You are supposed to take my side!"

Anjali shook her head, "Na Chote! Iss maamle mein hum tumhaari side nahi lenge! Humein yaad hai bachpan mein aapne humein kitna prank kiya tha!"

Khushi giggled, "Achcha Di! Hum chalte hain!" She placed a kiss on Aniket's head and then moved on to her daughter and nephew, both who were sitting together. She hugged and kissed both Gauri and Akshay and walked off.

"Sambhaalke!", Anjali hollered back, "Aur yaad haina, shaam ko dono families mil rahe hain, Geet aur tum ghar jaldi aana!"

"Ji Anjali Di!", Khushi shouted back as she left the house.

Fifteen minutes later, somewhere else in front of a posh office, two cars came to stop. From one car came out Geet Khurana, dressed in designer chudidaar, designed by AR obviously, while the other car opened for Khushi Raizada to get down who was dressed in the latest AR created Saree. Both smiled at each other, ordered the watchman to park the cars and entered the showroom which was called Soni-Afreen Home Solutions.

As Geet and Khushi entered the showroom, they moved towards the cabin they shared and opened up their laptops while taking their seats. Outside the cabin, their assistants and employees also entered the office and set up their PCs. As Geet took her place, she smiled at the photo on her desk. It was Maan holding Ginny in his arms while she held a sleeping recently born Veer in her arms. Both were smiling at the photo while Ginny looked on sleepily. It was from the night of Ginny's second birthday. As she smiled, she noticed Khushi staring at the photo on her desk too. Geet knew if she turned the photo around she would see Arnav smiling as he took a selfie with Khushi sitting on the hospital bed while Khushi smiled at the newly born Gauri in her arms. It was Gauri's first photo and Khushi loved to look at it.

"Kaise waqt beet gaya nahi?", Geet commented and Khushi nodded, "Abhi toh humaari shaadi hui thi!"

"Saath saal beet gaye KB! Shaadi ko saath saal hogaye! Aur in saalon mein kya kya hogaya!"

"Haan!", Khushi mumbled lost in her thoughts. She remembered how few months after Gauri was born she had made a demand to become independent. She had made the demand just because of her feeling bored at home but Arnav had taken it seriously and neither of them ever regretted. Arnav had suggested that Khushi took up interior designing as she loved to redecorate their room a lot. At that time Khushi had taken the course just out of pride and stubbornness but as time went on, she started falling in love with the work.

While Khushi studied her interior designing course, Geet delivered her son Veer and decided that she wanted to go back to working. Maan offered Geet her old job, Senior Architect at KC, which she had quit after Ginny was born but Geet wanted to try something new. That is when Dev suggested trying to build residential homes as KC was solely focused on commercial buildings. That way she would get to work on something new. Geet decided to go for it as residential bungalows were niche in Dilli so she would have enough free time to spend with her family. By the time, Geet made her decision, Khushi had finished with her course and one evening, while chatting with each other both decided to join hands. Geet would design the exterior of the homes and once the house was built and ready, Khushi would take up the interiors. Both worked as a package and most clients enjoyed the fact that they could enter and live inside the house the moment the company handed it over to them. Also Khushi and Geet made sure they had one client at a time so that they did not spent any extra time than needed in the office and spent as much time with their kids too.

"Chalo! Kaam karo! Aaj Sunday hai lekin humein chutti nahi!", Khushi sighed.

"Lekin hum complain bhi toh nahi kar sakte!", Geet huffed, "Humi ne yeh decision liya tha!"

Khushi nodded and both focused on their work.

When Geet and Khushi had started their company, many clients requested meetings on Sunday as that was the day they were free. Geet and Khushi preferred to have Saturday and Sunday free to spend with their family as Maan and Arnav took both the days off too. So neither of the girls were happy with the prospect of spending their one day out of two free days with clients. That is when Anjali gave them the idea of getting leave on Fridays. That way they can keep their couple time on Saturdays and have bonding time with kids on Friday. Same way Maan and Arnav could spend some one on one time with their kids on Sunday. All four liked the idea and hence Geet and Khushi worked on Sundays and took their holidays on Friday and Saturday.

An hour later, Anjali opened the door of the house and smiled as Naintara entered the house. Anjali looked down and smiled at four kids standing on the floor.

"Arre! Ginny, Veer, Luv, Kush!", Anjali exclaimed as she bent down to hug and kiss them too.

"AM!", all four screamed and Anjali chuckled. AM was the short form for Anjali Maasi just like KB was short form for Khushi Bua. The names were long for Luv and Kush to say when they were small so Geet taught them the short form. It stuck and even after Luv and Kush grew up and were nearing seven years pretty soon, they still called Anjali AM and Khushi KB and Ginny and Veer took up the habit after seeing Luv and Kush do it.

Once Anjali hugged the four kids, she welcomed NT and the kids in.

NT entered the house and grinned as the four kids ran to meet the other three. All seven kids were pretty close to each other and loved to play together. The eldest was Aniket, Anjali and Shyam's eight year old son. Then came Luv and Kush, NT and Dev's twins who were born few days after Maan and Geet's wedding. Then came Ginny aka Ragini, daughter of Maan and Geet, four year old Gauri, daughter of Khushi and Arnav, four year old Akshay who was born only two months after Gauri and son to Paayal and Aakash and finally young Veer, 3 year old son of Maan and Geet. Annie and Arjun did not have kids till recently when Annie declared her pregnancy and now the family was waiting for the arrival of the new member in five months.

As the kids hugged, Paayal arrived and Paayal, Anjali and NT sat down to play with the kids. Naaniji, who was resting in her room came out to observe them while Maamaji and Maamiji sat nearby. Arnav and Aakash had already retired to the poolside to focus on some new project while Shyam was in his room going through some files for an upcoming case.

Paayal pulled out a story book and all kids eagerly waited for her to read. This was a routine for the family. When Geet decided to start working after her second delivery it became tough for NT and Daadima to handle four kids. Daadima was getting old and NT could not keep an eye on all four of them at a time. When Anjali heard the problem, she asked NT to join her as they had only three kids and Anjali, Paayal, Maama and Maami to watch. Since then it became a routine for NT to bring all four kids over to Shantivan in the morning after Geet, Maan and Dev had left for the day and then the older ones will be dropped and collected from school by Paayal and NT. all three ladies made sure all the kids worked on their homework too. Anjali always joked that this was her way of being a working woman; she took in all her nephews and nieces and took care of them from morning to evening. Evening was when their parents arrived and took them to spend time with them.

It was midnoon when Khushi and Geet's phones rang. Both looked at each other curiously as both phones had rung on same time. They checked the caller name and their eyes widened. Geet's phone had NT's name on it while Khushi's phone had Anjali's name. Both felt worry bubble up as they wondered whether their kids were ok or not.

"Ji Bhabhi!"

"Ji Di?"

Both girls responded and were shocked to hear their daughter voices. Both seemed to be giggling and standing close to each other.

"KB!"

"Mummy!"

The girls shouted in Anjali's phone and then turned towards NT's phone.

"Buaji!"

"Mummy!"

Both ladies chuckled and put their phone on speaker.

The girls spoke in unison, "Hum aapko yeh yaad dilaana chaahte hain ki aaj mahine ka pehla Sunday hai yaani ki aaj Shantivan mein party hai! Toh dono ghar jaldi aayiye!"

Then both girls shouted bye bye mummy and cut the phone. Geet and Khushi looked at each other and then burst out laughing. Ginny and Gauri had one year age difference and yet behaved more like twins than even Luv and Kush.

"Chalo! Bachchon ki KB! Kaam karo! Shaam ko party hai!", Geet spoke up looking amused and Khushi nodded as she chuckled. Both focused on their designs. The party that their daughters were talking about was actually a get together. The first Sunday of every month, both Khuranas and Raizadas met at one of the houses and had a small party type atmosphere. This month it was Shantivan's time to host the party.

Late in the evening, each and every Raizada and Khurana gathered at lawn in the back of Shantivan. Everywhere, the kids ran around, the elders joked and laughed as they spoke to each other and Naaniji, Daadima, Maamaji, Maamiji, Amma and Buaji sat in one corner discussing the children. Amma and Buaji had shifted over to Dilli once Gauri and Akshay were born to be close to Paayal and Khushi and were frequent visitors at Shantivan.

Just then Aakash called for everyone's attention, "Hey folks! Look who is here to talk to us all!" He pointed to his laptop which was placed on a table in the corner so that everyone could be seen from its camera. All looked at the screen where a one year old baby boy waved his hands.

"RAHUL!", Akshay and Gauri shrieked and ran towards the laptop. Their fathers had to grab them so that they did not block the view of others. All the kids stepped ahead and waved at the kid just as NK and Lavanya came on the screen sitting behind Rahul. Lavanya and NK had gotten married after five years of courtship. Once Geet and Maan's marriage happened, NK was a frequent visitor to India and spent lots of time with Lavanya. But whenever anybody asked about marriage, both refused citing they need more time. At some point of time, most family members expected those two to never marry as their courtship kept on dragging. But finally one day as everyone was chatting with NK online he suddenly pulled out a ring and asked Lavanya to marry him. Everyone was shocked into silence and before anyone could recover Lavanya had said yes. NK came to visit with his parents and before they knew it, Lavanya had married and left for Australia. Few months later, she came back with the news that she was pregnant and wanted to deliver her child here where her sisters would be beside her through her pregnancy. Around the same time, Akshay and Gauri became fond of the kid who used to kick their Maasi's tummy and were quite sad to see Lavanya leave few months after the delivery. Since then both kids never missed a chance to look at Rahul even if it was through the laptop.

As everyone waved and talked to NK and Lavanya the bell rang outside.

"Ab kaun aaya?", Geet wondered and went to open the door.

The moment she opened the door, a grin came on her face, "Khushi! Look who is here!", she shrieked as she hugged the visitor. Khushi came in from the back door and her eyes widened.

"Kalpana!", she squealed and ran all the way to hug her friend.

Just then the children arrived and were excited to see their Kalpana Maasi. They dragged her off to the backyard where everyone greeted her. The children took her to meet even the couple from Australia and their kid Rahul.

Half hour later, an exhausted Kalpana came to halt near the stalls. The children had begged her to play with them and they had sapped all her energy. As she looked at the stalls, she grinned. Two years earlier, Daadima had suggested that Khushi and Geet make their trademark dishes at the get together. Both girls agreed and since then at every get together, there was one stall of jalebis which Khushi manned and another stall for Parathe which Geet manned.

"O ji! Mennu kuch khaan vaaste dedo! Bachchon ne thaka diya!", Kalpana hollered and both Geet and Khushi giggled.

"Haso mat!", Kalpana glared from her seat, "Tum dono ki hi bachchiyaan thi jo zidd pe adi thi ki main unke saath pakda pakdi khelun! Dono ki dono mastikhor hain, main keh rahi hun!"

"Gauri toh Arnavji pe gayi hai!", Khushi spoke just as Geet replied, "Meri puttar hai! Mastikhor toh hogi hi!"

All three giggled as Geet handed a dish filled with different parathe while Khushi handed Jalebi dipped in Rabdi in a cup. Kalpana had blast eating it. Once done with eating, she shifted over to the old ladies gang and talked to Daadima, Naaniji, Buaji, Amma and Maamiji. Once done with that, she thanked everybody and excused herself as she had a story to write.

As Kalpana looked around one last time before leaving, she smiled. She observed Anjali nagging her son to go wash his face while her husband watched, the eldest Raizada sibling focused on her son and husband now that her brothers were happily married. Kalpana turned towards Annie and Arjun who arrived an hour before and were getting teased about their pregnancy. Kalpana smiled as Arnav tried to distract Khushi so that Gauri could steal some Jalebi. Nearby, Dev and his sons, Luv and Kush gorged on Geet's parathe, both kids having inherited their love for parathe from their father. On the laptop, Rahul clapped as he observed his extended family while NK and La pointed out everyone to the child. Amma and Buaji looked teary eyed at seeing their kids so happy and settled. Maamiji smothered her grandchild with hugs while Aakash tried to divert her attention so that Akshay could escape. Nearby Paayal chuckled at her husband's failing attempts. Maamaji observed the whole situation from nearby looking quite amused. Maan played with Ginny and Veer while Daadima and NT clapped and cheered the kids. And all this was observed by Naaniji who looked at the whole ruckus with happiness on her face.

Once she took in how happy everybody Kalpana walked away unnoticed by the others. As she exited Shantivan and walked few feet away, she could not resist but turn and look back once. In eight years, how much their life had changed, Kalpana thought. She remembered the early days when Maan remained closed off and lonely where as Geet wished to escape her family, when Khushi wondered if her sister will get the rajkumars she wanted them to have as Arnav scoffed at the thought of love and marriage. How far have they come now, Kalpana mused. Yes! They had their ups and downs! I mean no one can forget the misunderstanding between Arnav and Khushi that resulted in their life getting almost destroyed. And no one can forget how much hurt Maan had felt when Geet forgot him or how much pain Geet had to go through to get her love back. But in the end, all is well that ends well. They are happy now!

But as the writer turned to walk away, she wondered what would have happened if Geet had not lost her memory. What if Maan had believed her right away when she said people wanted her dead and had taken her away to Dilli! First of all, their love story would have been way better! Atleast there won't be so much pain, broken hearts and so long separation. Then what else would there be? There would be comic scenes, that's for sure! Lots of romance, maybe! And of course, lets not forget that in Dilli Geet would have lived in Shantivan which means her presence would have some impact on Arnav and Khushi's love story too! Hmmm...

What do you think folks? What would have happened if Geet had not lost her memory?

How different this story would have been?

Are you curious to know that?

Do you want to read such a story?

If your answer is yes, then fikar not!

Because this story has ended but not DFL!

The Journey of Destiny, Fate and Love will continue when I bring to you the same story but with one change and that is Geet not loosing her memory. There will be no separation, no heartbreaks and no tears; only love, romance and comedy. In short, it will be a romcom.

So stay tuned with me people, because on 16th April 2016, four years after the launch of DFL, I will launch a new story called DFL RomCom Ishtyle!

Also, many readers made wishes of scenes they wish to see in this story. I managed to add some scenes into this story, but many wishes are still left unfulfilled. For those readers, I am starting a thread called DFL One Shots alongside the next fic on 16th April where all your wishes will be posted and once in a while, one wish will be fulfilled through a one shot! So for those people, who want to see certain scenes but are disappointed that DFL don't have them, go ahead and make your wishes right away. I am here to fulfill them! Not only that, but I will also add snippets of Maaneet and Arshi's life after wedding that I could not add in this story! So gear up folks and make your wishes, because 16th April is just one and half months away!

And before I forget, a big thanks to all my awesome readers! Without your support, DFL would have been abandoned ages ago! It is your comments and reviews that got me going till the end! You motivated me, you cheered me, you stood by my side and you loved me! You were there when I needed you the most and for that you have my undying gratitude! Thank you folks, for being with me for four years and waiting patiently for each and every update! Today my first ever Journey with you all has completed and for the first time I wish DFL never ended because no DFL means no awesome comments from you all! I will miss you my dear readers! Hope you stay with me during the next Journey aka DFL RomCom Ishtyle! And if not, then it is goodbye my dear friend! May we meet again in some other awesome story of mine!

Some other persons I would like to thank are Maaneet and Arshi, the couples that inspired me to write! You four gave me a chance to narrate a beautiful story and made this dreamer's dream of writing come true! If it hadn't been for you, I would have never attempted to write a story! It is your influence that created DFL and for that, I shall remain forever thankful to you! Thanks for coming into my life and making it so beautiful! I hope I did your character justice! Love you four!

And finally, my message to my beloved DFL, the first story I ever wrote and one creation of mine that I would be forever proud of! Dear DFL, you came into my life when I was struggling with depression and MBA studies! Life was dull and boring and I longed for something to spice up my life! And then you entered and changed my world! You showed me what I am capable of; you taught me what a good writer I am! It was you who gave me the courage to start other stories and it is thanks to you that I got to meet so beautiful and lovely readers some of whom are now my dearest friends! So thank you DFL, for giving something that I always needed but never realized; my identity as a writer! I love you and will always miss you! But I promise you DFL, your story may have ended, but I will keep you alive as long as possible through my one shots! Love you and take care, your writer!

THE END

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