CHAPTER 13
After dinner shreya was in her room, means in daya's room. As usual daya had locked the door from outside. Shreya was trying to sleep but sleep was miles away from her, she was thinking about daya's words.
"Daya, tum kyun mere past ke peeche pade ho, kya karoge tum sab kuch jaankar, kyun Janna chahte ho mera sach, kyun?" She was lost in her thoughts.
She got up and came near the window, she opened the window and peeped outside, daya was standing near the couch preparing to sleep. He removed his shirt, threw it aside, took a pillow and lied down on the couch, he was about to close his eyes when he spotted shreya standing on the window, staring at him. He quickly got up, put on his shirt and came near the window.
"tum yaha khidki pe kya kar rahi ho, sona nahi hai?" he asked her.
Shreya smiled at him and leaned at the window towards him, "kya karu neend nahi aa rahi thi, tumhare bare me hi soch rahi thi." Shreya said dramatically.
"mere bare me soch rahi thi, huhh! Galiyan de rahi hogi mujhe, hai na?" daya said with a smirk.
"nahi, main galiyan kyun dungi tumhe, tum itne bhi bure nahi ho!" shreya said in a flirtatious tone.
"dekho, bahut raat ho gayi hai, abhi drama karne ki koi jarurat nahi, chuphap jakar so jao." Daya said and turned to go, when shreya called him.
" are daya kaise so jaun, wo kya hai na, wo All Out ka liquid pura khatam ho gaya , machhar kaat rahe hain." Shreya said scratching her arms.
Daya shot a glance at her, " ruko main dusra lekar aata hu." He said and went from there, and returned within a couple of seconds with another All Out machine. He gave it to shreya through the window, " ye lo, ise laga lo aur shanti se jao, aur machharo ko bhi sone do, samjhi?" he said, but instead of taking the All Out machine, shreya grabbed daya's hand, daya was shocked.
" ye kya kar rahi ho, hath chodo mera!" daya said trying to free his hand, while shreya was continuously smiling at him.
" aur agar nahi choda to?" shreya said smiling naughtily at him. Daya was confused with her act.
" ye kya badtameeji hai, hath chodo mera." Daya said glaring at her, shreya left his hand with a jerk.
" lo chod diya, main to tumhe mard samajhti thi,par tum to...tch..tch..jara sa hath kya pakad liya, ladkiyon ke tarah chillane lage, huhh!..main to bas aise hi thoda sa timepass kar rahi thi, kaun sa humesha ke liye pakad liya tha tumhara hath, huhh..." shreya said, making a face.
Daya glared again at her, " shut up! Chupchap ye khidki band karo, and go to bed!" he said scolding her. Shreya again made a face, and closed the window murmuring something to herself.
" han han..band kar rahi hu...stupid!" she said and came to her bed, she could not hide her smile., " ye daya bhi na..." she lied down on the bed, but still she was thinking about daya, " aajkal daya ko dekhakar kuch alag sa feel hota hai, jab wo mujhe ghurta hai, jab mujhe daant lagata hai, jab mujhse chidhta hai, kitna cute lagta hai wo." She smiled at herself, and changed her side on the bed, " kamala hai na, itne sare logo ke sath maine pyar ka natak kiya, par kabhi kisi ke liye aisa kuch feel nahi kiya, aur aaj jab pehli baar, kisi ke liye kuch feel hua to wo bhi uske liye, jiske sath humesha ladne aur jhagadne ke alawa aur kuch kiya hi nahi, jisse shayad hi kabhi seedhe muh baat ki ho. Kitni ajeeb baat hai na." She again change her side on the bed. " kya ise hi pyar kehte hain, kya mujhe daya se pyar hone laga hai." She blushed a little thinking about daya but she jerked her thoughts.
" nahi yaar, ye kya soch rahi hu main, pyar aur main, no way...ye pyar vyar mera target nahi hai, mera target sirf aur sirf paisa hai, jiske liye ab tak main ji rahi thi, aur jiske liye aage bhi jeeti rahugi." She closed her eyes tightly, to forget all the previous thoughts about daya. She covered herself from the sheet, and tied to sleep, when she heard a knock on the door.
Hearing the knock on the door, daya got up, turned on the lights, and went to open the door.
" itni raat ko kaun aaya hoga?" shreya thought and came near window to see who has came, she opened the window slightly, so that daya can not see her.
Daya opened the door, and was surprised to see tarika.
" tarika! Tum yaha, itni raat ko kya baat hai.?" Daya asked surprisingly , shreya too was surprised seeing tarika there at this hour.
Tarika came inside," tumse kuch jaroori baat karni thi daya!" she said not looking at him.
" han to tum kal bhi baat kar sakti thi, itni raat ko aane ki kya jarurat thi?" daya asked after locking the door.
" kya karu daya, baat hi itni important hai, ki kal subeh tak ka wait nahi kar payi main." She said looking at him.
Shreya leaned towards the window, to hear their conversation clearly.
" shreya so gayi?" asked tarika looking towards his room.
" han, shreya to so gayi, lekin tum kaun si jaroori baat ke bare me baat karne aayi ho?" daya asked with curiousty .
Tarika turned to him, " daya maine us ladki ke bare me pata laga liya hai, jisse tum pyar karte ho, dhundh liya hai maine us ladki ko." Tarika said fixing her gaze on his face.
Daya was shocked, whereas shreya became happy, she leaned more closer to the window.
" wow! Finally tarika ne pata laga hi liya us ladki ke bare me, thank God! Ab main jald se jald yaha se bahar ja sakti hu." She said to herself excitedly.
Daya looked at tarika in disbelief, " tumne pata laga liya us ladki ke bare me, impossible, I don't believe it.".. he said shrugging his shoulder.
Tarika glared at him, " you have to believe me daya, main majak nahi kar rahi hu, main janti hu ki wo ladki kaun hai," tarika said in a stern voice.
" achha to batao kaun hai wo ladki?" daya said smirking at her, while shreya became more attentive to hear about that girl.
" wo ladki koi aur nahi Shreya hi hai na daya, tum shreya se pyar karte ho na, bolo?" tarika said looking at him angrily.
Here shreya was dumbstruck, hearing her own name from tarika's mouth, she could not believe on her own ears, smile on her lips disappeared, and her expressions changed to a schocked one.
Daya went speechless, he was taken aback with tarika's revealation. He could not face tarika any more and lowered his face.
" ab saanp kyun sungh gaya tumhe, chup kyun khade ho, bolo na, jawab do, sahi keh rahi hu na main, wo ladki shreya hi hai na, jise tumne mall me dekha tha, aur jise dekhte hi tum use pyar kar baithe. Bolo daya...bolo ki ye sach hai." Tarika said shaking him by his shoulders.
Shreya's heart beat increased , she was now too eager to hear daya's reply.
Daya jerked tarika and shouted turning his face to other side, " han ...han..han..., han, wo ladki shreya hi hai, jisse main pyar karta hu, yes I love her, tum jo keh rahi ho sab sach hai tarika, main shreya se hi pyar karta hu...I love her!"
Shreya closed her eyes tightly, and covered her mouth to hold her breath, she was in a state of shock. She looked at daya through the window which was slightly opened.
Tarika kept staring at daya for some seconds, then she asked in a calm tone, "do you still love her, uske bare me sab kuch janne ke baad bhi, she is a fraud, she is a criminal, she is a cheater...do you still love her."
Shreya did not come to know, when her eyes got filled with tears...she was waiting for daya's reply.
Daya looked at traika and answered with the same calm voice as of tarika, " yes tarika, I still love her!"
Hearing this shreya could not hold herself any longer, she closed her eyes tightly and the tear drops filled into her eyes came out flowing wetting her face. She closed the window, because she had no more courage to hear anything more from daya.. she came and threw herself on the bed, and broke into tears.
Daya also had some tears in his eyes, as well as tarika, she came near him, " daya, aisa kyun kiya tumne, tum to mujhse kabhi kuch nahi chupate the na, phir itni badi baat kyun chupai mujhse, kyun nahi bataya mujhe." She said shaking him by his shoulders.
" kya batata tarika, ki dekho mujhe kisi se pyar ho gaya hai, tum majak udati mera, ki pyar bhi hua to ek aisi ladki se jo..." he could not complete his sentence and turned his face.
Tarika made him turn and face her, " no daya, I am proud of you, naaj hai mujhe tum par, main humesha sochti thi ki, kya tum kabhi pyar ko samajh paoge, kabhi ek ladki to kabhi dusri ladki ke peeche bhagte rehte ho, kya kabhi tum samjah bhi paoge ki pyar actually hota kya hai? Aur dekho, aaj tumne khud pyar ko define kiya hai, yahi to pyar hai daya, pyar me koi shart nahi hoti, koi criteria nahi hota, pyar kiya nahi jata, ye to bas ho jata hai, kisi se bhi ho sakta hai,bina samne wale ke bare me kuch bhi jaane, wo kya hai, kaisa hai, achha hai, ya bura hai...pyar koi sawal nahi karta daya."
Daya was silently looking at tarika...tarika continued, " log kehte hain ki pyar andha hota hai daya, isliye nahi ki, aapko samne wale me koi burai najar nahi aati, balki isliye kyunki pyar sabkuch dekhkar bhi andekha kar deta hai, sab kuch jante huye bhi kisi se utna hi pyar karna, yahi to pyar ki definition hai." Tarika said smiling at him. Daya was silent.
" daya, hume nahi pata ki, shreya jaisi hai, waisi kyun hai, par itna jaroor pata hai ki iske peeche koi na koi wajeh jaroor hai, tumhe us wajeh ko dhundhna hoga daya, aur tumhe shreya ko badalna hoga, ye sirf tum kar sakte ho, she needs you, shreya ko tumhari jarurat hai daya, wo bhatak gayi hai , zindagi ko galat najariye se dekh rahi hai, uska hath pakdo daya, aur use zindagi ko ek sahi najariye se dekhna sikhao...pyar kisi ko bhi badal sakta hai daya, aur shreya ko badalne ke liye bhi sirf pyar ki hi jarurat hai , aksar insaan ko jab pyar nahi milta balki nafrat aur tiraskar milta hai to wo bhatak jata hai, kahi na kahi shreya ke sath bhi yahi hua hai..use shayad wo pyar , wo apnapan nahi mil paya, jo use milna chahiye tha, aur ab use wo pyar, aur apnapan , dene ki jimmedari tumhari hai, jo wo deserve karti hai." Tarika said smiling at him.
Daya too smiled at her, and hugged tarika, she patted his back, after some seconds they separated. Tarika lifted his face up..
" to bolo, thamoge na shreya ka hath, apne dil ki baat bataoge na use?" she asked with a grin on her face. Daya nodded in yes.
" han, tum theek keh rahi ho tarika, main shreya se bahut pyar karta hu, main thamuga uska hath, zindagi bhar ke liye." Daya said with all his love for shreya in his eyes. Then he turned to tarika, "aur waise mujhe pata hai ki tum ye sab kyun keh rahi ho, tum kyun chahti ho ki main shreya ka hath thaam lu." Daya said naughtily, tarika gave him a confused look. Daya continued, " taki shreya humesha ke liye tumhate abhi se door rahe, hai na."
Tarika hit his arm and smiled, " han ye bhi hai, tum apni shreya ko sambhalkar rakho, mere abhi ki taraf najar utha kar bhi nahi dekhne dungi main kisi ko." Both shared a laugh.
Here in room, shreya was lying on the bed, dipped in her thoughts..
" wo ladki main hu? Daya mujhse pyar karta hai? Kyun daya, kyun karte ho mujhse pyar ...aakhir pyar karne layak kya hai mujme, tarika sahi keh rahi thi, I am a criminal, I am a cheater...main sirf nafrat ke layak hu daya, pyar ke layak nahi, sab kuch janne ke baad bhi tum mujhse pyar karte ho...mat karo mujhse pyar daya, main tumhare pyar ke layak nahi hu, I don't deserve your love...I don't deserve...please mujhse pyar mat karo...bardasht nahi kar paungi itna pyar main...mat karo mujhse itna pyar..." she was crying and wetting the pillow with her tears..
Here daya, looked towards his room, " tarika, shreya se apne dil ki baat kehne se pehle, mujhe uski family ke bare me pata lagana hai, uski beeti hui zindagi ke bare me janna hai, maine dekha hai uski aankho me ek anjasn sa dard chupa hua hai, jo wo kisi ko nahi dikhti, par main janta hu wo dard bahut gehra hai, aur agar mujhe shreya ko us dard se bahar nikalna hai na, to pehle mujhe dard ki wajeh dhundhni hogi." Daya said sitting on the couch.
" han daya, main bhi tumhari help karugi, shreya ki zindagi ka sach samne lane ke liye," she said placing her hand on his shoulder.
Daya looked up at her, " lekin kaise tarika, kaise pata chalega sab kuch?"
" daya, us din tum uske ghar se uska kuch samaan lekar aaye the na, kuch papers, kuch files aur documents bhi the na usme, use check karte hain, shayad kuch pata chal jaye." Tarika said hopefully.
" han tarika, you are right, main abhi dekhta hu." Daya said, he went and brought all the papers and files which he had found from shreya's house.
While going through the papers, tarika spotted a paper, she read it and showed it to daya.
" daya, ye dekho...shreya ke college ka certificate..." she said giving it to daya.
Daya observed the paper carefully, " tarika, ye college to ahemdabad me hai. Matlab shreya ne apne college ki padhai ahemdabad se ki hai."
" han daya, ho sakta hai uski family, uska ghar bhi ahemdabad me hi ho. I am sure is college se hume shreya ke bare me kuch na kuch to pata chal hi jayega." Tarika said very confidently.
" yes, you are right, main ek kaam karta hu, main kal hi ahemdabad chala jata hu, is college ki authority se baat karke dekhta hu, shreya ke bare me kuch to information hogi unke paas," daya said, tarika agreed with his decision.
Next day morning, daya was ready to leave for ahemdabad.
"all the best daya," tarika said hugging him.
" thanks tarika, main nikalta hu, kuch bhi pata chalta hai to, main tumhe call karuga." He said and turned to go...but stopped and turned to tarika, " tarika, tab tak tum shreya..." tarika cut him smiling at him..
" han , han don't worry, tab tak main tumhari shreya ka achhe se khayal rakhugi." She said with a mischievious smile, daya blushd slightly at her comment and left from there.
Shreya came out of her room, she was searching daya but could not see him, she saw tarika preparing the breakfast. She went to her.
" tarika, tum yaha?" she asked in a low voice. Tarika turned to her.
" han main, kyun...main yaha nahi aa sakti?" she said without looking at her.
" nahi mera wo matlab nahi tha" shreya said and turned to go, then she again turned to tarika and asked in a low voice, " tarika, ...daya kaha hai?"
Hearing this tarika smiled at her, but she hid her smile and turned to her, " daya, kahi bahar gaya hai,.. main janti hu tumhe daya ke hath ke breakfast ki aadat ho gayi hai, par aaj mere hath ka breakfast kar lo." Tarika said and looked at shreya to see her expression.
Shreya gave her a weak smile and turned her face, " daya kaha gaya hoga?" she asked to herself..
Here daya reached ahemdabad, and after some enqueries he successfully found the college. He went and met the principal. She was an old lady in her late 50s.
" ji kahiye, aap hi mr daya shetty hain, jo mujhse milna chahte the, dekhiye agar aap kisi ke admission ke liye sifarish karne aaye hain to ek baat samajh leejiye, is college me sirf achhe aur bright students ko hi admission milta hai, ahemdabad ke top colleges me se ek hai humara college.. aur waise bhi aap ki umar to college ki lagti nahi..." the old lady was talking non stop, daya interrupted her.
" dekhiye madam, mujhe admission nahi chahiye, mere pass ek achhi job hai..actuallly mujhe aapki ek ex student ke bare me kuch information chahiye." Daya said politly.
The lady looked at daya lowering her glasses.., "ex-student ke bare me information, main kuch samjhi nahi."
daya showed shreya's photograph and her college certificate, "dekhiye mam, ye hai aapki wo ex-student, shreya deekshit...main uska dost hu, wo kya hai na, ek accident me is bechari ki yaadadsht chali gayi hai, use apne past aur family ke bare me kuch bhi yaad nahi, main uski family ke bare me pata lagana chahta hu, please meri help keejiye."daya said joining his hands.
The lady took shreya's photograph and the certificate, she observed both carefully, then a smile came on her lips. Daya became happy.
" madam, aap pehchanti hain ise?" daya asked hopefully.
" kaise nahi pehchanugi, ye shreya hai, humare college ki best students me se ek thi ye ladki, sare teachers ki favourite, what a bright student she was, class me humesha top karti thi, very sharp minded and intelligent girl. Bahut dukh hua uske accident ki khabar sunkar."
Daya made a fake sad face, " uh..madam..kya aapke paas shreya ki family ya phir uska koi address hoga?" daya asked with great expectations.
The lady nodded in no, " is bechari ki koi family nahi thi, jaha tak mai janti hu, uska apna koi nahi tha, wo kisi travel agency me koi job karti thi, apni padhai aur living ke liye, college me jyada dost nahi the uske, bahut alag rehti thi wo ladki, ..han ek ladki thi Tanvi Sharma, uske sath shreya ki bahut banti thi, dono humesha sath hi rehti thi, shreya, tanvi ke ghar par hi as a paying guest rehti thi. Inke class me ek ladka tha, Nishant, shreya pyar karti thi usse...wo bhi shreya se bahut pyar karta tha, college me inki bahut charcha thi..phir achanak pata nahi kya hua, ki shreya aur nishant ka breakup ho gaya, aur phir kuch dino baad pata chala ki nishant aur tanvi shadi karne wale hain..iske baad shreya aur tanvi ki dosti bhi toot gayi, ab actual me hua kya tha, wo to mujhe nahi pata, udti udti khabro se itna hi suna tha maine." The lady said shrugging her shoulders.
Daya took a deep breath, then he turned to the lady, " dekhiye kya nishant aur tanvi abhi bhi sath hain, main un dono se milna chahta hu, kya aapke paas un dono me se kisi ka bhi address hai." Daya asked with so much hope in his eyes.
" humare old records me un dono ka address hai, par ab pata nahi wo address valid hai ya nahi, phir bhi main aapko de deti hu, aap dekh leejiye." She said and gave the address to daya.
Daya thanked her and left from there. He searched the address and reached there. It was nishant's house. Daya rang the bell, a handsome and good looking man opened the door.
" yes, kaun hain aap?" he asked to daya.
" uh..aap..Nishant Agarval hain?" daya asked .
" ji han..main hi nishant hu...kehiye." he said.
Daya smiled at him. " ji aap...aapki wife Tanvi...?" daya asked with a hesitation as he was not sure that he is married to tanvi or not.
" ji tanvi bahar gayi hai, kisi kaam se, thodi der me aa jayegi, aapko kaam kya hai." Said nishant.
Daya was happy that he found both nishant and tanvi..
" dekhiye, mujhe aap dono se bahut jaroori baat karni hai." He said and introduced himself.
Nishant was shocked hearing shreya's name from his mouth.
" aap shreya ke dost hain. Kya janna chahte hain aap uske bare me, wo bhi humse." He asked in confusion.
he welcomed daya inside and offered him a seat. Daya thanked him and took his seat.
" nishant, main janta hu ki college ke dino me tumhara aur shreya ka affair tha, phir tumhara breakup kyun hua, aur tumne uski dost se shadi kyun kar li?" daya asked.
Nishant laughed at daya, " hahaha...affair.., daya actually affair jaisa kuch tha nahi, it was one sided love, main shreya se pyar karta tha, but uske dil me mere liye aisa kuch nahi tha, maine use propose kiya, but wo...huhh! uske paas dil nahi tha, sirf ek khoobsurat chehra tha...usne mere proposal ko ye kehkar thukra diya ki mere pass paise nahi hain, uska kehna tha ki wo mujh jaise fatichar se shadi nahi kar sakti, use to koi karodpati ya arabpati chahiye tha, you know what, wo paiso se aur paisewalo se bahut pyar karti thi." Nishant said with a painful smile.
Daya rolled his eyes, " he bhagwan! Ye ladki..bhi na.." he thought to himself.
" lekin mujhe shreya se koi shikayat nahi, infact main to uska ehsaanmand hu. Wo nahi hoti to mujhe tanvi jaisi ladki nahi milti, jo mujhse bahut pyar karti hai, shreya ko paise chahiye the, aur tanvi ko pyar, mere paas paise nahi the, par pyar tha, sach kahu to aaj shreya ki wajeh se hi main aur tanvi ek sath hain, aur itne khush hain." Nishant said happily.
Meanwhile tanvi returned home.
" are ye lo tanvi bhi aa gayi..." daya immediately turned to see tanvi, he becae shocked seeing her. The girl has covered her head with a dupatta, her face was a little burnt from right side.
Nishant introduced daya to tanvi, tanvi greeted him with a smile.
" aap shreya ke dost hain. Kaha hai wo, kaisi hai, wo theek to hai na.?" She started bombarding of her questions on daya.
Daya told her everything.
" dekhiye, aap uski best friend hain, please agar aapko shreya ke bare me kuch bhi pata hai to please mujhe pata deejiye, mujhe uski family ko dhundhna bahut jaroori hai." Daya said requesting her.
" ji bilkul, shreya ke bare me mujhe jyada kuch to nahi pata, main mujhe garv hai ki wo meri dost thi.. aaj main apni life me bahut khush hu, mere paas ek achhi job hai, ek achha pati, aur ek achha ghar, agar main apni life me safal ho payi to, sirf shreya ki wajeh se, bachpan me ek hadse me mera chehra jal gaya tha, mujhme himmat nhai thi is duniya ko face karne ki, log mujhpe comments karte the, maine college jana bhi chod diya tha, par wo sirf shreya thi, jisne mera hausla badhaya, mujhe mere sapno ko pura karne ki aur is duniya ko face karne ki himmat di , main nishant se pyar karti thi, shreya ki wajeh se hi mujhe mera pyar mila." She said smiling at nishant. " shreya dil ki bahut achhi thi, bas ek hi problem thi uski paisa, pata nahi kyun wo humesha paiso ke peeche bhagti rehti thi, maine kitni baar usko samjhane ki koshish ki, lekin usne meri baat nahi mani, is wajeh se aksar humari ladai bhi ho jati thi." Tanvi said with a helpless face.
Daya took a sigh, " tanvi ji, kya shreya ne aapko kabhi apni family ke bare me kuch bataya, kuch bhi yaad ho aapko."
Tanvi looked at him, " shreya ki family ke bare me mujhe nahi pata, uska bachpan, " Masoom Bachpan" naam k ek NGO me gujra tha, uski school ki padhai aur baki ka kharch bhi wo NGO hi uthata tha, tab tak jab tak shreya badi nahi ho gayi, uske baad wo khud job karne lagi, aur college ki padhai aur baki ka kharch wo khud uthati thi."
Daya took a sigh, " wo NGO kaha hai, aapko kuch pata hai?"
" ji , ye NGO, koi kamini mittal naam ki aurat chalati hai, wo shreya se bahut pyar karti thi, aksar shreya unse phone par baat karti thi, aur kabhi kabhi unse milne bhi janti thi. Mere paas unka address hai, rukiye main deti hu."
Tanvi said and gave the address to daya, daya thanked them and turned to go, when tanvi called him back.
" daya ji, kya aap shreya ke sirf dost hain?" she asked, daya was speechless..
" ji han, kyun?" he asked.
" ji kuch nahi, wo kya hai na, aapki aankho me, dosti ke alawa kuch aur bhi dikha mujhe." She said smiling at him.
Daya too smiled back, nishant came ahead and winked at him, " job hi hai, hume apni shadi me bulana mat bhulna."
Daya smiled at both of them "sure, main chalta hu, bye!" he said and left from there.
Daya searched that NGO, and met with the woman, Kamini mittal.
" dekhiye, mujhe shreya ke bare me sab kuch janna hai, please help me." Daya requested to that woman.
" beta, shreya 7 saal kit hi, jab wo hum ek train ke dibbe me behosh mili thi, kadakti hui thand me, uske pass dhang ke kapde bhi nahi the, usne kai dino se kuch khaya bhi nahi tha, aur uske body pe jakhmo ke bhi nishan the, jaise kisi ne berahmi se mara peeta ho use, agar hum use uthakar apne sath nahi late aur dekhbhaal nahi karte to shayad aaj wo..." she stopped and nodded in no...
Daya was shocked hearing this bitter trurth.., " what, shreya is halat me train me, kaha mili aapko, kis train me kab?"
Daya asked the woman...he was now more restless to know what had happened with shreya in her childhood, and with her family.
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A/N: ok, guys..done with the chapter...so daya's investigation is continued, in next chapter, everything will be cleared about shreya's past.
So now dareya fans, are you guys, happy? Shreya knows about daya's feelings for her and she too had developed some feelings for him?
Aakhir kya hai shreya ki life ki kadwi sachhai, sach janne ke baad daya kya karega,
Aur sab se important, kya abhi ko ye sab kuch pata chal payega, jo abhi in sab se bikul anjaan hai.
Lot of questions, but you have to wait for the next part to know the answers.
Love you all so much!
Keep loving dareya and abhirika, and me too :-) :-)
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