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Jab se milen hain hum, sab kuch naya sa lagta hai, Dil ke andar yeh jo safar hai, ab bas tera saath chahta hai.
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A Month Later..
It had been a month since we returned from Russia.
Life was back to its usual chaos.
Ishaan and I were so caught up in work and responsibilities that meeting each other felt like a luxury.
But somehow, Ishaan always found a way.
Sometimes, he'd show up at the hospital after my shift. "Let's go" he'd say with that signature smirk.
And before I could argue, I'd find myself sitting in his car, driving to a quiet spot to watch the sunset or just chill in peace.
Other times, he'd call on a random weekend. "Lavika, pack an overnight bag. Tumhe uthane aa raha hoon." I'd always protest, but I'd end up at his place, spending a lazy day in cozy comfort. (Lavika, pack overnight bag. Coming to pick you up.)
Those moments became my little escapes.
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One evening, I was busy packing my bags when Ishaan showed up at my door.
"Kya ho raha hai yahaan?" he asked, stepping into my messy room with a curious look. (What is happening here?)
I looked up, mid-folding a dress. "Packing. Bhool gaye kya? Maine bataya tha bhai ki shaadi hai." (Packing. Have you forgotten? I told you it is my brother's wedding)
"Bhai ki shaadi?" he asked, pretending to be clueless. (Brother's wedding?)
I rolled my eyes. "Haan, pehli baar bhabhi se milna hai. Sunna hai woh bohot cute aur friendly hai. Mere bandar jaise bhai ko Pookie bana diya!" (Yes, I have to meet my sister-in-law for the first time. I heard she's very cute and friendly. Turned my monkey-like brother into a pookie)
