April 15, 1971
*pant*
*pant*
*hmph*
*pant*
??? pov:
" dear Balaj and Indra I know that at this time you both might not want to see my face or even talk to me"
" But ..."
" You both might not remember that day"
"the day when we were little"
"we were so happy and playing in the garden with each other"
*flashback from 15XX*
girl's voice: "hahaha you can't catch me I'm too fast"
boy's voice: "you just wait and see I will catch you"
*laughing sounds*
"We were so little and innocent "
*more flashback *
*children pretend playing sword fight*
girl voice: "haha I am the best sword fighter."
boy's voice: "no I'm the best sword fighter."
"ha ha we were competitive since childhood"
*even more flashback*
girl's voice: " hey bhai jan let keep a promise a promise to our selves that we will always stick together no matter what and we will always protect our little brother"
boy's voice: "yeah we will always stick together no matter what and we will always protect our little brother"
back to the April 15,1971
"that promise that we made"
"the promise what I made to myself"
"I broke the promise"
*tears forming in the eyes*" I broke the promise that I made"
"I am so sorry"
"......"
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Balaj=Bangladesh
Indra=India if you are confused
(A/N. woooh! I know this was a really bad and rushed this is my first time writing an angst I don't know if i did good or bad but here it is yeah
hope you all like it have a great day/night and stay safe)
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