Ankit watching the news alone and got to know that many dead persons come back to life. He quickly turned off the TV and grabbed his car keys, locking behind him as he rushed out. While driving he started to thinking about his past.
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Two years Earlier
Ankit and his girlfriend, Ankitaa, were standing in front of an ice-cream shop on the corner of the road. Ankit bought the 2 ice-cream and give one to his girlfriend.
"Hey! When will you talk about me to your parents?" Ankita
Ankit is blushing, "P..P.. Parent… Y-yes! I am going to tell quickly."
"You can just do blushing. I think now I have to come to your house." Ankitaa is teasing him.
"What?"
Ankitaa glared at him angrily.
"Hey, Don't see me like this." Ankit reply, "I said I am going to tell them quickly. Believe me."
"Waah! you have courage to make permanent tatoo of Lord Shiva on your left hand but loose words when go in front of your parents to talk about our marriage. "
Ankit was handling the ice-cream vendor the money and Ankitaa just seeing the sky admiring the beautiful weather. Suddenly, a car come speeding around the corner and hit Ankitaa.
Ankit rushed to her side, his heart pounding in his chest. He called for help and picked her up and took her to the hospital, but the doctors couldn't save her. In here last moment she just make incomplete heart from her blood while smiling on Lord Shiva's tatoo.
Ankitaa's family arrived at the hospital shortly after. They were devastated by her death. Ankit, who had loved Ankitaa deeply, was also heartbroken, but he held back his tears. He wanted to be strong for Ankitaa's family.
Ankitaa's father asked Ankit who he was. He introduced himself only as a friend of Ankitaa's and told them what had happened. He gave them all the information he knew about the car that had hit Ankitaa and promised to help them in any way he could.
Ankit left the hospital feeling numb. He couldn't believe that Ankitaa was gone. He had lost the love of his life.
He went home and sat in his room, staring at the wall. He didn't know what to do with himself. He felt so lost and alone. After a while, he started to cry. He let all the tears out that he had been holding back. He cried for Ankitaa, he cried for himself, and he cried for the future that they had lost.
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Present
It's been a 2 year to your death. I never forget you. I never discuss about this incident to anyone. My parents asked me many times what's happen? Why I don't want to marriage but I always avoid it by saying business problem. But today I have got some hope. I wish you are also one of them.
He arrived the place where the Ankitaa's body was creamated but there was barrier set by the police. Due to the recent incident no one was allowed to go inside. He looked around ensuring police didn't see him, his heart pounding in his chest. He didn't know what to expect. In the corner of the field, he saw a girl sitting on the ground, hiding behind a peepal tree, crying. She was facing away from him, but her long, dark hair and figure looked familiar. She wore a grey dress like it was made from ashes themselves. Ankit took the deep breath and approached her.
"Ankitaa?" he whispered.
Ankitaa see backward and as soon as she saw Ankit she hugged him.