But, these two men stand at the same cross-road and all the paths lead to the graveyard of their most dear ones. They are staring at the waning figures of two men -- the two men who were the most selfless confidantes and more of the two men.
Irreparable loss is knocking at their doors.
Jayant, my friend,
Please do not cross over and disappear,
You have to be by my side till my end,
I won't let you go, do you hear.
Aditya
My Dear Uncle Vish,
Listen to me, please do not close the gate,
I never got a chance to ask you, your wish,
Give me a day more, please wait.
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