Ranjish

Jab pyar hai to darr kaisa
  Jab darr hai tp pyar kaisa💔

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Vikram woke up to a gentle warmth beside him. He turned to see Kanak snuggled up against him, her arms wrapped tightly around his waist. He smiled, recalling the moment in the middle of the night when she had reached out and taken his hand. He had been awake, but he had pretended to sleep, not wanting to break the spell of the moment.

As he gently extricated himself from Kanak's hug, he felt a sense of joy and hope that he hadn't felt in a long time. He got out of bed and began to cook breakfast for Kanak, the sizzle of the pan and the aroma of freshly brewed tea filling the air. He couldn't wait to see her smile when he presented her with a steaming hot cup of te and a plate of her favorite breakfast...

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As the day passed, Kanak's physical wounds began to heal, thanks to Vikram's devoted care. He made sure she was comfortable, bringing her food and water, and helping her with her medication. Despite his efforts to create a sense of normalcy, Kanak couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that had settled within her.

She tried to brush it off as mere paranoia, but the feeling persisted. Every creak of the floor, every rustle of the curtains, made her jump. She felt like she was being watched all the time, and the sensation sent shivers down her spine.

Vikram noticed the fear in her eyes, but he didn't know how to comfort her. He tried to reassure her that everything was okay, that she was safe, but his words seemed to fall flat. Kanak's eyes remained red-rimmed, and the shadows under them seemed to deepen, as if the darkness within her was growing.

As night began to fall, Kanak's anxiety reached a fever pitch. She couldn't sleep, her mind racing with thoughts of unseen eyes watching her. Vikram tried to stay awake with her, but eventually, exhaustion got the better of him. As he drifted off to sleep, Kanak's eyes remained wide open, fixed on some unknown terror that only she could sge fel

As Kanak's health continued to improve, getting bored and avoid vikram she started taking on household chores again. Vikram, however, refused to let her do it alone. He started helping her with cooking, cleaning, and even laundry. Kanak was touched by his gestures,

Vikram's behavior was endearing, to say the least. He would surprise Kanak by cooking her favorite meals, or by folding her clothes with precision. He even started singing again, his deep voice filling the house with warmth and love. Kanak couldn't help but feel a flutter in her chest whenever he looked at her, his eyes shining with adoration.

It was as if Vikram had fallen in love with Kanak all over again. He would gaze at her with a look of wonder, as if he couldn't believe his luck in having her as his partner. Kanak, too, felt her heart melting at his gestures. .

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As the village prepared for its annual carnival, Vikram saw an opportunity to bring some joy back into Kanak's life. He persuaded her to join him for a day of festivities, and to his delight, she agreed.

Together, they strolled through the vibrant stalls, taking in the sights and sounds of the carnival. Vikram insisted on buying Kanak her e sweets, as well as a beautiful pair of earrings and a traditional outfit. Kanak's eyes sparkled with delight as she tried on the earrings and admired herself in a mirror.

As they wandered through the crowds, they were stopped by the sarpanch, who greeted Kanak warmly. The villagers, too, showered her with affection and kindness, asking about her health and well-being.

Kanak was touched by their concern and felt a sense of belonging she had never experienced before.

For the first time in her life, Kanak felt like she was part of a community that truly cared for her. The love and acceptance she received from the villagers was a balm to her soul, and she felt her fears and doubts slowly melting away.