Diya was surprised to see that woman and the boy. She wondered why they were there. Their face had registered so well in her mind after her first encounter at Akshar’s friend’s house. She remembered that car accident and the bad rain, but she was more curious to find out who she was. She couldn’t remember her name, but remembered the boy’s as Sam. She controlled every urge she felt to walk over and talk to them. She was very curious to find out who he was and what his relationship with Akshar was.
She couldn't explain why she was feeling so compelled to find out more about them. She also realized that she was starring at them and watching their every move until they disappeared into a room. She decided to avoid the temptation and walked towards
Who mixed such beautiful honey in the Cuckoo's voice?
A cuckoo doesn't sing in on a stage to showcase its music that is so beautiful!
My heart soothes itself this night, in this beautiful music
Even a broken heart can be mended by melody
History says that one can make it rain with music
I can sing in my room, within these four walls
No one can stop me...
I am singing this song today, to make myself happy
Music is everlasting and this is a new song....
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