Hey this is based on the phrase prompt – "say you'll never let me go"
NEVER LET ME GO
Her eyes fell on a slender woman standing in front of the CID bureau. She looked gorgeous in her red and black sari. A tint of rose was visible on her cheeks as she stood there, smiling.
Abhijeet had probably whispered something like "Aaj toh aapse nazar hi nahi hatt rahi."
She (the observer) had heard how unapologetically romantic he was.
Some of the lady's damp curly hair touched the shoulder of the man who stood beside her. Dressed in black and red suit, he was dangerously close to perfection.
They loved colour co-ordinating, she had been told.
His right arm, wrapped tightly around her small waist, he smiled.
Together, they looked like a heavenly pair.
Tears escaped her eyes, as she bent down to touch the feet of the man and woman captured in the photograph.
"chachu ke rehte in aankho mein ek bhi aansu nahi hona chahiye," Daya wiped away her tears, oblivious about the ones that rolled down his cheeks.
A gloomy silence took over CID bureau.
It had been 15 years but their wounds hurt as much as they did when they first formed.
'Beta mummy papa ka yaha se bach pana mushkil hai… par beta, ye shareer rahein ya na rahein – humara pyaar aapke liye humesha aapke saath rahega. We'll never let you go – hum aapke saath hain.'
She read their last letter to her. And then took her oath – to defend her country with her life, to never let anything stop her from doing her duty – the same oath her parents remained true to.
"Welcome to CID, Abhika," ACP Pradyuman said.
Dr. Salunkhe stood there too – awestruck. She had become a beautiful combination of Abhijeet and Tarika. She had her curly hair, his piercing brown eyes, her quiet demeanour and his sharp shooting skills.
"They will be proud of you beta," the old doctor finally managed to say.
This was short but hope it was worth reading. Do review truly.
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