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1905, East Bengal (Bangladesh), British India
Riots, religion, betrayal, love, death
2015, Mumbai, Independant India
Silence, misunderstanding, search and love.
It is strange and perhaps nothing but a misconception that rebirth occurs with the memories of the past life. Even stranger when love transcends through time. It may seemed far fetched, it may seem nothing but a faux imagination.
But then, truth is stranger than fiction. With more than a hundred years apart - love finds itself again. In the same people, different form.
Dedicated to my Princess Gausiya :)
To know more about the story then please send 15 likes or comments cause I find my stories fading away in this forum and I basically have zero inspiration in writing anything more. Not that the love of Arakshi is dead, I see it alive in several people's stories but then I guess my stories on them don't sell anymore.
So if I don't get enough motivation, won't write anymore :) *don't worry princy shall email the story to you :D*
Love,
Armageddon
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