🎶 Nadiya ka paani bhi khamosh behta yahaan
Khili chandani mein chhipi lakh khamoshiyan
Baarish ki boondon ki hoti kahaan hai zubaan
Sulagte dilon mein hai khamosh uthta dhuaan 🎶[]~( ̄▽ ̄)~*
After replacing the handset with the telephone base, Ananya let out an exasperated sigh. "Iss ladki se koi bhi raaz ugalwane ke liye pehle 100 papad belne padte hain" She mumbled. "Now, I need to first make a call to Oberoi Enterprise, varna chilla-chillakar mere kaan faad degi ye aurat."
(TRANSLATION: •One needs to work so hard to make this girl spill all her secrets
•" Or she'll burst my eardrums with her shouts because I was being careless.")
(Idiom: 100 papad belna- Working Hard)
Ananya's Outfit
Saying, Ananya again picked up the phone.
O.T.P ☎️
Ananya: "Hello, am I speaking with Mr. Abhimanyu Oberoi?"
??: Hello, this is Tanmay Singhania, Mr. Oberoi's secretary. May I know who I am speaking with, please?
As soon as Ananya heard the person's name, she felt her heart rate increase involuntarily. It was as if her body had an automatic response to the sound of that name, even though she didn't consciously want it to. In an instant, she was transported back to all the memories she had tried so hard to forget. She saw the images of their past together flashing before her eyes - the good times, the laughter, but also the pain and hurt.
As these memories flooded her mind, Ananya experienced a sudden pang in her chest, a physical manifestation of the emotional pain she had felt on that hurtful day. She tried to calm herself down, taking deep breaths and reminding herself that she was safe now, far away from that past. But it was difficult to shake off the feeling completely, the memories too vivid and raw. Ananya knew she needed to be kind to herself and give herself time to process the emotions that had been stirred up.
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