Hey folks... I'm back with the last chapter of the story... I hope that you enjoy...

Not for Shreya Roy: Hey! I wasn't trying to say that... I was just saying shouldn't we try something new and fresh...?

Okay, okay... before you guys read on... please have look at the previous chapter of the story...

No no! not because I've made a change but coz I'm posting almost after one month, so I'm sure...you might have forgotten the story... But I won't blame you all for that... Its my fault... But I was busy I mean... really really busy... And I had written this chap in portions... So...I'm posting it now... after 1 month!

Really sorry for being late... Please read on...

Sorry for the mistakes... if any... now read on...

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He was driving rashly through the dark and damp city of Mumbai. It had rained in the afternoon. He was just pushing the steering wheel wherever he wanted to. Her word were echoing in his ears. It was really unbelievable for him...

"Sari meri hi galti hai! Sab, sirf meri hi galti hai!Galti ki thi apse pyaar karke!"

He didn't knew, whether it was a misunderstanding or... something else? But... at that time, his mind was too weak to think practically. He didn't know where to go... He just wanted to go... Just GO... Where? He didn't knew...!

He was so engrossed in his thoughts, that he didn't hear the HONK-HONK from the opposite side.

When SUDDENLY...!

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"Doctor! Doctor! Doctor!" a man wearing a red shirt was shouting like anything. He was carrying a muscular man, whose face was completely dipped in blood.

"Doctor! Please iss aadmi ko bacha lijiye!" he shouted again.

Soon, two ward boys came in and picked made the man lie on the stretcher. He was not responding. He was unconscious and his breathing had almost stopped. He was taken into the OT and the operation began.

"Ji aap hume bayaiye ki aap iss aadmi le kya lagte hai?" the doctor asked the man in the red shirt.

"Mai inka kuch nhi lagta. Maine to aisa bas insaniyat ke naate kiya." the man spoke.

"Hmm... apko inke pass se koi phone mila?" asked the doctor.

"Ji doctor..." the man searched his pockets. "Ye raha."

"Thanks... Aap kuch deer yahi rukiye."

The man nodded.

The doctor looked for the contact list. The first number on the patient's speed dial was named as

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'Abhijit'

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"Nhi! Nhi! Nhi! Sameer ko goli mat maro Viraj! Pleaseee! Tum chaho to mujhe mardo!" cried Nidhi.

"Nhi Nidhi! Tum bhaag jao yaha se!" Sameer turned to Viraj. "Aur tu! Himmat hai to jaane de isse! Maar dal mujhe!"

Viraj was constantly turning his gun point from Nidhi to Sameer to Nidhi and again to Sameer.

"Nhi Sameer! Mai tumhe chod kar nhi jaugi!" Nidhi hugged Sameer

"Aaye tum dono!" shouted Viraj. "Bas karo! Aur dhyaan se suno! Aaj tum dono mei se koi nhi bachega!"

Sameer and Nidhi hugged each other, probably, for the last time...

And suddenly, there was a gunshot! For the next few minutes, Sameer and Nidhi weren't able to see a thing, as went unconscious because of the bullet's sound.

They came into senses after ten minutes and immediately hugged each other. Nidhi cried but she knew these were the tears of happiness as now Sameer was with her.

The both looked at the dead body of Viraj, who had been shot down by the police just a few minuted ago.

"Nidhi..." Sameer kept his hand on Nidhi's shoulder. "Maine kaha tha na, jab do log pyaar karte hai to, duniya ki koi bhi taqat unhe ek hone se rok nhi skti. Viraj jaise logo ka aant mei yahi haal hota hai. Tum janti hona, usne hume alag karne ke liye tumhe ye yakin dilaya tha ki mai ek murderer hoon? Par aaj hum ek saath hai... Thanks to Nitin... Viraj ke saath jo hua, acha hua. Use ya to maut naseed hoti hai, ya aur bhi battar..."

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"Kya sach mei aisa hoga?" he asked himself. "Kahi mei bhi maar na jau! Agar mei maar gaya to?! Nhi! Nhi! Mai abhi marna nhi chahata!"

And he shouted aloud "Naaahhiii!"

A huge 'Sshhhhhhhh...' came from the people sitting beside him in the theatre.

Sweat was visible on his entire face. He was really in a great shock.

He immediately rushed towards his home. He was actually really scared this time. Although he loved her, he couldn't make her his at the cost of his LIFE!

He went home... He had a big thing to do...

He entered his house and took out that white piece of paper and read the first and the last two words...

'To my dearest Shreya...'

'With lots and lots of love from your Daya'

He took a big sigh and started his car. He was thinking what will she say when she sees him and when he will tell her about the letter...?

"I hate you!"

"Tumne aise kyu kiya?"

"Hume alag karke tumhe kya mila?!"

"I HATE YOU!"

He was expecting the worst outcomes, but he had to tell her at any cost now. Now he just wanted to tell her the truth. He couldn't keep it to himself anymore. Just once chance was wanted by him, he was wanting to tell her really soon...

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"Mujhe tumse kuch baat karni!" he rang her up.

"Hua kya?" she responded. "Aur tum itne darre huye kyu ho?"

"Bas mujhe tumse kuch baat karni hai. Please Central Park mei milo. Abhi!" he was sweating.

"Itni raat ko?"

"Please..." he pleaded.

"A... Acha theek hai..." she replied and he cut off the line. Soon, she was on the way to Central Park.

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"Ab batao kya kehna hai?" she asked him.

"Mu... Mujhe tumhe ek sach batana hai..." he was hesitant.

"Kaho..." she was suspicious.

"Wo... mai..."

"Arre... bolo bhi..."

"Actually, mujhe ek bohot badi glti ho gyi hai..."

"Galti?! Kaisi galti?"

"Maine... wo... actually..." he took a deep breath and finally said "Shreya, tumhare pass jo letter hai, wo Daya ka letter nhi hai..."

"Kya?!" she was super shocked.

"How does he know about my relation with Daya? How? How does he know about the letter?" She thought.

"Haan Shreya... asli letter mere pass hai..." his head was down.

Shreya was silent. She wasn't speaking a word. She was feeling guilty. Really really guilty.

"Shreya..." he kept his hand on her shoulder. "Please... mujhe maaf kardo... please..."

Shreya wasn't paying attention. Tears were flowing down her face.

Then she immediately spoke "Siddharth, wo letter kaha hai?"

Siddharth lowered his head and took out a paper from his pocket and gave it to her with "Ye raha Shreya... please mujhe maaf kardo..."

Shreya snatched the letter from him and tore it and started reading it...

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"To my dearest Shreya,

Hey! Kaisi ho? Janta hoon, tum mere jawab ka intezaar kar rhi ho na, aur aaj, mei jyada waqt nhi gawauga. Seedhe seedhe mudde ki baat karuga. Shreya... Samaj nhi aaraha ki mai kaise kahu, lekin aaj mai tumhe khona nhi chahta. Wo issliye Shreya, kyu ki... mai ab tumse...

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Pyaar karne laga hoon... Haan Shreya... ye sach hai... yahi sach hai...

'I LOVE YOU!'

Aaj mai saari duniya ke saamne chilla ka kehna chahta hoon...

'I LOVE YOU SHREYA!"

Mai to janta bhi nhi ki tumse pyaar ka ehsaas pehli baar kab hua tha... Lekin jab se hua hai, tab se meri zindagi bohot khoobsurat lagne lagi hai. Sach mei Shreya...

"I LOVE YOU!"

Please mujhe reply zarur karna.

I love you!

With lots and lots of love from your Daya...

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"Ye..." she cried out. "Ye kya hai Siddharth?!" tears welled up in her eyes.

"D... dekho Shreya... mai... mai... exp... explain kar sakta hoon, please ek mauka do...!" begged Siddharth.

Shreya was about to speak something when her phone rang. She wiped off her tears and picked up her phone with "Hello..."

"Hello Shreya!" a panicked Purvi spoke from the other side.

"Kya hua Purvi?!" a scared Shreya asked. "Tum itni tension mei kyu ho?"

"Wo... wo... Shreya..."

"Kya hua Purvi! Saaf saaf bol na!"

"Shreya... wo... Daya sir..."

"Daya sir?!" tears began to flow through her eyes as she sensed something was wrong. "Kya hua Daya sir ko?!"

"Shreya... wo... Daya sir ka... accident ho gya." she spoke in one breath.

"Kya!?" the phone in her hand fell down. She sat on her knees and clutched the letter near her chest.

Siddharth was shocked to see her like this. He immediately picked up the phone and continued the talk with Purvi as "Purvi! kya hua?!"

"Siddharth... wo... Daya sir ka accident ho gya hai!"

"Kya?!" he clutched his hair tightly. "Ye kya ho gya!? Ye sab meri waja se hi hua hai!"

"Kya?! Tumhari waja se kaise?!"

"Aaaa... ku... kuch nhi..." he tried to manage the situation. "Shreya... aur mai bas aarahe hai..."

"Theek hai... Mald Ritcher Hospital... jldi!"

"Theek hai!"

And they hung up. Shreya was still lying lying on the ground. Tears were flowing down her eyes. She was feeling guilty.

Siddharth bent down on her level and said with guilt in his eyes "Sh... Shreya... please... mujhe maaf kardo... mai... mai... bohot sharminda hoon..."

"Abhi iss sab ka koi matlab nhi hai Siddharth..."

"Shreya..." he said with tears in his eyes. "Please mujhe maaf kardo... mai... mai..."

"Nhi Siddharth... abhi nhi... abhi mujhe ek adhura kaam niptana hai..." she said and ran towards her car.

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She pushed the steering wheel right and then left and again right. She was on her way to the hospital. There was nothing that could stop her. Tears were flowing down her eyes like a never ending waterfall. She was feeling really guilty. She glanced at the letter again.

'How could she not trust him?'

'How could she even THINK that he didn't love her?'

'Will he be fine?'

'Will they ever unite?'

'What will happen next?'

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She reached the hospital after a rough ride of 25 minutes. All she knew was that Sr. Insp. Daya, no! her Daya was in this hospital. She barged at the receptionist, enquiring about Daya, she came to know that he was on the 14th floor as his condition was really serious and had to be admitted immediately, that too, in a special ward. A nurse also told her that he had suffered a lot of blood loss and his chances of recovery were near to zero.

This was enough for her to understand that she was the only one responsible for this condition of his.

She ran for the lift. But! Damn! The lift wasn't working. She cleared the sweat that had formed on her forehead. She ran for the stairs and ran as soon as her legs could carry her.

And suddenly, she slipped and fell down. But she stood up and started walking again.

Her legs pained but she didn't care. She just ran up the stairs and finally at the 14th floor, just after nearly crashing with Purvi, she ran towards his ward.

The light of the operation theatre turned off. Her heart started beating faster as the doctor came out, with a tensed expression.

"Doctor..." the ACP asked the doctor. "Daya theek to hai na?"

The doctor kept mum.

"Doctor bataiye na!?" ACP asked again.

Abhijeet was too weak to say anything while the others didn't have the courage to say anything.

"Dekhiye ACP sir..." the doctor began. "Ab jo mei appse kehna wala hoon, wo shayad apke liye thoda mushqil ho skta hai..."

"Aap kya kehna chahiye hai doctor?" the ACP said with tears.

"Mei ye kehna chahta hoon ki, Mr Daya ko bachane ke humne puri koshish ki... lekin..."

"Lekin?!" Abhijeet Bergen in after a long pause with immense tears "Kya kehna chahte hai aap?"

"Humne koshish to ki magar wo khud hi jeena nhi chahte hai... unki will power bohot zyada weak hai... I'm sorry to say ki unke pass bohot kam waqt bacha hai... Acha hoga agar aap log unse jldi mill le. Really sorry..." said the doctor and tried to console the team and went from there.

All the team members except Shreya went inside to meet him. They came out after a minute as they couldn't see their beloved cop in such a state. Shreya came into the reality now.

"Purvi... Daya sir ab theek hai na?" she asked, expecting the worst reply.

"Shreya... unke pass waqt bohot kam hai... tu please ek baar unse jaake mil le... please..." requested Purvi.

"Haan Purvi... mai abhi jaati hoon..."

Purvi nodded and Shreya went inside.

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"Daya..." she entered with a teary face.

He opened his eyes to look at the new visitor. A small smile covered his lips seeing her. While she blamed herself for thus situation of his. Their eyes met, conveying a thousand words.

"S... Sh... Shreya..." he tried to speak, removing the mouth piece from his mouth.

"D... Daya..." she sat on her knees, tears flowing from her eyes, keeping her hands on his face, she continued with "I'm sorry... mai... mai... please... mujhe maaf kardo... please... please..." and she busted into tears, digging her face into his chest.

"Sh... Shreya..." he ruffled her hairs. "Pl... please... m... ma... mat... roo... aaahuuuhhhh!" and he took a long breath.

"Daya... I'm sorry... I'm sorry... really sorry... mai... Mai bohot buri hoon. I'm really sorry... really sorry..."

"Nhi Shreya..." said Daya. "Tu... tum m... m... mujhe... ple... please wada ka... Karo... ki..." he took a long breath. "Ki tum, k... khud... Ko... kabhi d... dosh... n... n... nhi dogi..."

"Daya mei..." she looked up, with tears.

"Nhi!" he shot a breath. "Wa... Wada Karo!" he demanded.

"Shreya looked at the monitor. It showed these were the last few minutes of Daya's life. She just wanted to make him secure and... happy?

"Daya... mei..." she began.

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She was driving rashly through the roads. There was no one on the streets. Who would be? At 3 A.M.?

Her eyes were filled with anger, rage and frustration. Just one word was mumbling in his head– SIDDHARTH.

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As expected,

"I hate you!"

"Tumne aise kyu kiya?"

"Hume alag karke tumhe kya mila?!"

"I HATE YOU!"

She said those words. His head hung down, he wondered what could've been if he hadn't hidden that letter. Her world would've been something else. In a small corner of his heart, he knew he did it right. No! Not right about hiding the letter! But, right about telling her the truth... of the letter.

He took a sigh and mumbled a sorry...

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She took a deep breath and looked down. All one could see was a deep trench. Surrounded by trees, it was more than a 1000 kilometers deep. One wrong step, and you'll land at the door of the almighty. It was was going to be dawn. And she had to this work before morning.

Mostly people came here with their loved ones, to spend some time alone.

But, she was here for a different reason. Something unusual.

She made sure that the envelope was tied with the red ribbon. She made sure that her watch and kerchief was kept on a nearby rock.

She took another long breath and stepped forward. Her foot slipped, but she managed to help herself. A burning sensation was present inside her.

Now, she was determined. She took another long breath; probably for the last time, closed her eyes, and...

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Jumped off the cliff... saying"I LOVE YOU DAYA!"

4 years later...

"I love you..." he kissed her on her forehead.

She blushed and said "I love you too..."

They were sitting near their graves in the church. It was the same day on which they both landed on the doorstep of the almighty. They still lived each other more than anything else.

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"Purvi! Dhyaan se!" Tarika held the flashlight as the four walked into the graveyard of the church.

"Haan haan Tarika..." replied Purvi.

"Tarika... shayad... wo dono uss taraf hai..." Sachin said as he pointed out towards the right side.

"Theek kaha..." said Abhijeet. "Chalo... waha chalte hai..."

And the four of then went.

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Roses were placed on their graves. The four wished their souls peace and hoped that they would be somewhere, with each other.

"Abhi..." Tarika kept her hand on his shoulder. "Kya wo dono ek saath honge?"

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Daya heard them and said "Shreya.. dekho... wo log aagaye..."

He said so and Shreya looked in tha particular direction. She saw her brothers and besties. How much she wanted to be with them. But... she couldn't...

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"Umeed to hai Tarika..." Abhijeet sighed.

"Tarika..." said Sachin.

"Haan..." she replied.

"Tumhe wo tare dikh rahe hai?" Sachin asked, pointing towards two bright starts shinning in the sky. Those two stars were enough to lighten the world.

Tarika looked at the stars and smiled.

"Wo... Daya aur Shreya haina Sachin?" Purvi asked, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Haan..." replied a tearful Sachin.

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"Kitne aache hai na wo..." said Shreya, with tears in her eyes.

"Haan..." Daya wrapped his arm around her, trying to control his tears.

Alas, they were together. So what if in the heaven of the almighty? They were together... and would always be. They were enjoying this moment of theirs. Waiting for the next day to come, the didn't worry about spending or not spending time with each other. If they were one, even a small smile was enough to brighten their day...

*THE END*

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