AUTHOR NOTE:
Like Ryu we also have some memories that are so much horrible that you wish to forget that it even existed .
I also wished sometimes to forgot one of these memories that has been in my mind for many year that is the most hurtful scene.
This chapter tells how Ryu has forgot some of her memories which was so horrible along with some beautiful ones also.
BLURB:
This chapter takes you through a delicate mix of emotions—moments of pure joy, fleeting happiness, and the bittersweet pull of memories long forgotten. Through Ryu's eyes, we experience the struggle of trying to move past painful memories while holding onto the beautiful ones that define who we are. It's a journey of reflection, nostalgia, and the quiet magic of everyday moments that make life unforgettable.
REY POV:
The sound of dhol echoed through the valley, blending with the serene scene of the mountains — the very place where my existence began. The fragrance of roses and marigolds filled the air, and everyone around seemed so happy, smiling as if joy itself had taken form.
My brother and sister, Aarav and Anika, now looked older, their smiles bright like little stars. Their eyes held a soft spark as they helped me. I was dressed in a white kurta, shimmering like a star under the mountain sky.
I saw all my Section C classmates — Kabir and Avi were beaming with joy, their wide grins lighting up the scene and making my heart swell. I saw my mother, alive and healthy now, older but glowing, and my eyes welled up seeing her so happy. She held me close to her heart, and I tried to hold it in, but my voice cracked, and tears began to fall.
Then I saw a girl, her face hidden — I couldn't see it. She wore a red pichora, marking her Pahadi heritage. Alongside her, Maya and Kiara walked, smiling and laughing, adding to the joyous scene.
I felt a deep sense of familiarity and happiness as I held her hand.
Then the scene shifted, and I saw her — her eyes so familiar, icy blue and piercing. We were sitting in the mandap, she looked to be in her early twenties. Everyone around was joyful, celebrating. I tried to focus, to remember where I had seen her before, but just as clarity began to form, everything faded away.
I woke up in my room, heart racing. It had all been a dream, yet my eyes welled up remembering my mother. It had been years since she had passed away. I controlled myself and looked around, noticing Kabir and Avyaan sleeping nearby. Avyaan was snoring loudly, and Kabir had rested on top of him. They lay close together, breathing slowly and evenly, completely comfortable and at ease, though the snoring was slightly disturbing.
REY POV:
I couldn't help but smile seeing them like that — so cute and lovely together. Kabir had placed his head on Avyaan's body, both curled up under one blanket, while Avyaan snored so loudly it could wake anyone. I quietly took out my phone and clicked a few photos; I couldn't miss this opportunity.
When I looked at them again, I smiled and silently prayed to Goddess Kuldevi, hoping their bond would never break.
RYU POV:
My mind kept wandering, distracted by fleeting memories. I couldn't recall who the boy was, but every time I tried, my heart whispered that we shared a deep bond—a bond I couldn't remember, a love I had forgotten. To distract myself, I decided to step outside and breathe in the fresh air, hoping it would calm my restless mind.
I carried a cup of tea I had made myself. As a Pahadi, I remembered that my whole family drank tea three times a day. It was a simple, common ritual—but I loved it. I also enjoyed coffee, yet today, tea seemed the perfect way to ease my thoughts.
When I returned to my room to grab my phone and capture a few photos of my village before we left that afternoon, I paused. This was my village, my hometown—my roots and heritage—and I could never forget it.
Just then, I saw Aarav and Anika curled up under a blanket. Anika had draped her leg over her brother's. I couldn't help but smile, quietly snapping a photo before slipping back outside.
It was dark, but the sunrise was on the horizon. And then I saw him—Rey—sitting alone.
I froze. He saw me, staring, unblinking.
"Rey... Rey... Rey," I whispered, but he didn't respond.
Finally, I called out, "Mr. Devil."
"Yes, Miss Sensitive?" he replied.
"Don't call me that," I said immediately.
He only smiled. "I'll call you that anyway."
I frowned. "What are you doing here?"
"I couldn't sleep, so I came out to sit here," he said.
I sat down beside him. "Me too. I can't sleep properly either."
He glanced at my tea. "Will you share that with me?"
"Of course," I said, handing it to him. We sipped in companionable silence.
"Do you like tea?" he asked.
"Yes," I smiled. "I love it. At home, everyone drinks at least one cup every day. I make it myself—my chachu always loves it. Do you like tea?"
He nodded immediately. "Yes... I think every Pahadi does."
I chuckled. "Exactly."
I showed him a photo of my siblings sleeping. His eyes gleamed at the sight.
"They're so cute when they're asleep like this. Nothing like their elder brother," I said.
"I'm cute too," he teased.
"Oh, shut up, please, Mr. Devil," I replied.
"Yes, Miss Sensitive," he said, grinning.
Then he held out his phone. "I want to show you this."
He showed me a photo of Kabir and Avi.
RYU POV:
I burst out laughing. They looked so hilarious and adorable, such good friends. My forever best friends. I wanted to share this with them immediately, to tease them, to preserve this moment.
"Send it to me," I said, turning to Rey. This was going straight into my memories album.
REY POV:
I loved how my siblings bond is . Agfter my mother passing they were so said and depreesed but now they are healing and seeing them like this made me so much happy , I aslo asked Ryu to send the photo to me I am going to save this they are so cute and lovely . I would do anything to make them happy after how much they have suffered .
Whenevr I see Ryu smiling my heart skipped a beat, her smile is so much lovely and I always want her to smile everyday , every minute and everysecond but whenever I see her in panic attack my heart shattered how much she is sad and depressed I want to console her.
I asked Ryu what had happened to her that day.
She hesitated for a moment before replying, "I remember some past memories... they came flooding back, but I can't remember who he was. Yet... my heart says we share a deep bond. A bond of love."
"Do you not remember anything else?" I asked gently.
Ryu sighed, her voice soft. "Yes... it's like my mind has erased all the horrible memories, but they're still somewhere deep inside. My body... it's trying to protect me from them."
"Everyone says time heals your wounds," she continued, "but time has made me forget this bond. And... panic attacks have only made it worse."
I felt a pang of sadness hearing her words. But before I could say anything, Ryu shook her head and smiled faintly. "Forget all of this. The sunrise is about to happen, and I don't want to miss it."
The sun rose, brilliant and golden, like a king returning victorious. Birds chirped as the first rays touched the earth.
Ryu began clicking photos, capturing the moment, while I snapped one of her—and me—standing there, watching the sunrise together.
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