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Years passed, but Aman remained an unfinished chapter in Ananya’s life. She tried moving on, immersing herself in her career as a journalist, traveling to distant towns, and writing about strangers’ stories. Yet, every article she penned seemed to whisper fragments of her own heartbreak.
Unbeknownst to her, Aman’s life wasn’t untouched by their parting. He had married the girl his family chose, but love never blossomed. He threw himself into his work, climbing corporate ladders but leaving his soul behind. His nights were filled with what-ifs and a guilt that gnawed at him.
One evening, while sifting through old files, Aman found a box he hadn’t opened in years. Inside were letters he had written to Ananya but never sent.
“Ananya,
I chose wrong. Every day, I hope the universe lets me cross paths with you once more, to tell you how much I regret my choices…”
He had poured his heart into those letters, but fear kept him from delivering them. He knew she deserved better than his half-hearted courage.( To be continued)
RAJAT CHANDRA SARMAH
GUWAHATI , ASSAM , INDIA
26/11/24
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