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Kanak's heart skipped a beat as she realized that Vikram was crying. She felt a pang of emotion, a mix of sadness and guilt. She hadn't expected to see Vikram so vulnerable, and it caught her off guard.

Without making a sound, Kanak turned and ran back to the room, her heart racing with emotion. She closed the door behind her and leaned against it, trying to process what she had just seen.

Vikram's tears had touched a chord within her, and Kanak couldn't shake off the feeling that she had hurt him deeply. She felt a wave of regret wash over her, and she wondered if she also start felling for him

The next morning, at 6 am, Vikram knocked gently on Kanak's room door. "Kanak, it's time to leave," he called out softly.

Kanak emerged from the room, looking fresh and composed. She briefly look at Vikram, and then turned to , the dhaba owner, who was standing nearby.

"Namaste, uncle ji," Kanak said, folding her hands in respect.

He smiled warmly and returned the greeting. "Namaste, beta. Safe journey to you both."

Vikram nodded in agreement, and then gestured for Kanak to follow him. They walked out of the dhaba, and Vikram opened the door of the jeep for Kanak. She climbed in, settling into the passenger seat.

Vikram got in behind the wheel, started the engine, and began to drive. The rain had stopped, leaving behind a misty veil that shrouded the landscape. As they drove, the mist slowly began to clear, revealing the beauty of the valley..

Vikram's eyes were fixed on the road ahead as he drove, but his attention was suddenly diverted by Kanak's words.

"I don't want to go...Vikram," she said, her voice laced with a mix of fear and determination.

Vikram's head jerked towards Kanak, his eyes wide with surprise. "Mujhe nhi jaana, Vikram...jeep roko!" she exclaimed, her voice rising in urgency.

Vikram's foot slammed on the brakes, and the jeep came to a sudden halt. The momentum threw Kanak forward, and Vikram's arm shot out to grab her, holding her in place.

As the jeep skidded to a stop, Vikram's eyes locked onto Kanak's, his expression a mix of shock and confusion. "What's wrong, Kanak?" he asked, his voice low and urgent. "Why don't you want to go?"_

Kanak's words hung in the air, leaving Vikram stunned. "Mei abhi nhi jaongi

Mujhe...wapas jaana hai gaon," she said, her voice firm. "

Par kyu ...kanak ...vikram asked..i am taking you home..

Mein aaj ka karwachauth ka fast pura karke jaongi."She spoke

Vikram's eyes widened in surprise as he processed Kanak's words. Karwachauth? The festival where married women fast for their husbands' well-being? Vikram's mind reeled as he tried to understand the implications of Kanak's statement.

"Kanak, what are you saying?" Vikram asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "

Does she see him crying yesterday..and now pity him.....

Vikram's face darkened, and he yelled, "Kanak, tumhe yeh sab karne ki zaroorat nahi hai!" His voice echoed through the mountains, a mix of anger, frustration, and desperation.

Kanak flinched at Vikram's outburst, but she stood her ground, her eyes flashing with determination. "Main yeh kar rahi hoon, Vikram," she said, her voice firm. "Main yeh fast rakhongi, aur main yeh poora karke hi jaungi.".

Par kyu tum apne tormentor kr liye karna chahti ho.. he roar..he dontwan to weak infront of her ..

Didn't I hurt you enough..did you forgive what I did .. please dont make it diffcult for me.. I am taking you home thats it...he lightly hold herhand...

She jerk his hand.. I'm not going back now...you will not decide when should I go or not....I'm not going ...home..now..a tear roll down down her eyes...

Vikram's face twisted in anguish, and he took a step closer to Kanak. "Kanak, please...tumhe yeh sab karne ki zaroorat nahi hai," he repeated, his voice cracking with emotion. "Maine tumhe kabhi khushi nhi di .main tumhe sirf dard diya hai."Don't you remeber...

Kanak's eyes welled up with tears as she looked at Vikram, her heart aching at the pain and regret etched on his face.

Kanak's voice cracked as she spoke, and she burst into tears. "Mein gaon walo ko ache se alvida bhi nhi kaha...I will go some days later...par abhi mujhe wapas le chalo," she sobbed, her body shaking with emotion.

Vikram's face contorted in pain as he watched Kanak cry. He felt a surge of guilt and regret for not being able to provide her with the life she deserved. He took a step closer to her, his arms opening to envelop her in a comforting hug.

"Kanak, please...don't cry," he whispered, his voice trembling with emotion. "Main tumhe wapas le chalta hoon...abhi...isse waqt..

Vikram gently guided Kanak back to the jeep, helping her into the passenger seat. He got in behind the wheel, started the engine, and began to drive back to the village, the sound of Kanak's sobs echoing through the road

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