LOVE ALL THE WAY EIGHTH PART 10 YEARS LATER DELHI UNIVERSITY “Really?”, asked one student. “Yes. She was a gold medallist there.”, replied the another. “What’s her name?” “Mrs. . . .”, the attention of the class shifted from their discussion about new professor to the professor herself as she entered the class. “Hello class. My name is Paridhi Trivedi. I pursued B.Tech from I.I.T. Kanpur in Computer Science stream and M.Tech and P.hd from I.I.T. Mumbai. From now onwards, I would be teaching you this subject.”, said the professor. ~ Parth is here now. Here too he fills his diary. Even today he cherishes those moments spent with Paridhi. You know Shivam he asks me many questions. He asks, “Why you made us apart?” He asks, “If my death was so important to you, why didn’t you plan it a few months earlier?” He asks, “Why you granted her tears as a reward for true love? ” Frankly speaking, I don’t have any genuine answers to his questions. He says, “Your heaven is one hell for me. In fact any place is without Paridhi. She fulfilled my dreams after my death. I can’t find such love here in your heaven.” Who am I? I guess you have figures it by now and yes, He asks, “Is a cruel person like you really GOD?” And to be really honest, even I wonder the same. ~ “Get up. It’s 9’O clock. Get up bro.” My sister woke me up. “Oh! It was a dream.”, I said perhaps still in it. “What dream Mr. Mishra?”, she asked “Love not death had the last laugh in their story.”, I murmured. “What?”, she asked in a confused tone. “LOVE ALL THE WAY”, I replied. ~ Author- Shivam Mishra -aBBy-
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