"I love you, Nyra, and I'll always choose you, no matter what. There's something between us that's inseparable, like we're destined to be together. You're mine, and I'll protect you fiercely."
~Abhay Rajput
(Abhay goes to Nyra's house and prepares breakfast for Nyra"s dad)
Abhay: Good morning, Uncle. I thought I'd make breakfast for you today.
Nyra's Dad: Oh, Abhay, you didn't have to do that. Thank you.
Abhay: It's the least I could do. Please, have a seat. Breakfast will be ready soon.
(Nyra's Dad sits at the table, touched by Abhay's gesture. Abhay begins to cook breakfast, moving around the kitchen with a sense of purpose. As he cooks, memories of Nyra flood his mind, but he pushes them aside, focusing on the task at hand.)
Nyra's Dad: Abhay, I want to thank you for being here for us, especially after what happened to Nyra. You've been like family to us.
Abhay: I'll always be here for you, Uncle. Nyra was... she meant everything to me.
Nyra's Dad: I know, son. She loved you deeply too.
(Abhay's eyes well up with tears, but he blinks them back, determined to stay strong for Nyra's dad. He finishes preparing breakfast and serves it to Nyra's dad, who looks at him with gratitude and sadness.)
Nyra's Dad: Thank you, Abhay. This means a lot to me.
Abhay: You're welcome, Uncle. I'll always be here for you, no matter what.
(They share a moment of silent understanding, both mourning the loss of Nyra but finding solace in each other's company.)
Nyra's Dad: Abhay, I understand that you're grieving, but life must go on. You need to consider moving forward, maybe even finding someone else to share your life with.
Abhay: I appreciate your concern, Uncle, but I can't just move on from Nyra like she never existed. She was everything to me, and I can't imagine being with anyone else.
Nyra's Dad: But Abhay, you can't live in the past forever. Nyra wouldn't want you to be alone and miserable. She would want you to find happiness again.
Abhay: I know, but right now, I need time. Time to heal, time to remember Nyra, and time to figure out what comes next. I can't think about moving on just yet.
(Nyra's Dad sighs, understanding the depth of Abhay's grief but also hoping that someday he'll find peace and happiness again.)
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(Abhay composing a shayari in his mind)
"In the corridors of memory, your presence dwells, Your image etched in every path my heart tells, How do I forget you, how do I erase, Your memories linger, in my heart's space.
Every moment resonates with the ache you bring, Your memories echo, they make my heart sing, To forget you is hard, to replace you in part, Your memory, a journey, etched in my heart.
Pain or love, it's all in your memory's hold, Your memories, a story, forever told, I won't let another take your place, you see, Your memories, a sanctuary, in my heart's decree."
