Have you heard? "that our heart knows and remembers everything even when our mind doesn't!"
When a girl comes home after 7 years she have no idea what she left behind !
Will she be able to recognise her past over her college love?
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Sidharth is right...maybe I should think about my past more, rather than other things, wait...do Sidharth know anything about my past... if he does... than why is he hiding it from me and from others... why... thoughts run like a storm in my head, I don't know whom should I trust and... whom should I not, As I eat every bite of the food which Sidharth got for me, the level of questions rises in my mind. After finishing my meal, I head towards the bathroom to wash my hands and face, but when I see my reflection in the mirror, the small boy's face flashes in my mind, his teared eyes, the sadness over his face.... What if he's still crying because of me? my heart starts racing on the thought of him being sad, I couldn't think straight all I wanted was to see the kid I rush out of the room and I ran into a lady, a beautiful lady, with gorgeous gray eyes and flawless skin, then I recognize she was the one who carried the boy when he started crying,
''uh... I...um...you...'' I fumbled.
-''Mahhi, I'm Mahhi''
''I'm Shehnaaz, can you tell me where's that small boy is right now?''
- ''Come I'll take you there''
''Is he's your son? (she smiles at me but doesn't say anything) I didn't meant to... push''
- ''that's alright, this is his room, he's inside and... if you need anything just call me...'' she places her hand on my cheek and walks away.
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I peep inside the room and I found the boy kneeing on a cabinet near the window and he was looking outside with a toy in his hands, I walk towards him quietly as I didn't wanted to make any sound , I stood behind him, but as the kid turned around and sees me, he gets down the cabinet and leaves the room. Of course, he's not going to talk to me, he's upset with me... I don't know but I feel some kind of affection with him or its just I feel bad for him... I stand up and start exploring the room, it has dark blue and off-white walls with space themed false ceiling, on a wall there were some photo frames hanging of the boy, seeing him smiling in those photographs, I felt happy.
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It's strange the way I'm feeling about this place. I wander in that room for a few minutes before heading back to the room I was kept in. As I entered inside the room (I was brought in) I spot an old man standing near the window, well this isn't new to me now, always a new person, new place, (sigh) all I have to do is try to recognize who belongs to my past... right? I cleared my throat to get his attention, he turns around and to my surprise, he already knows my name,
