Conclusion !

Seeing Anshika paying no attention to their memories,
Shayan felt choked andfound it difficult to avoid the
imminent tears which never touched the ground.

Wind blowing in gust then left the window flapping. She
noticed and moved towards the window on the other side
of which was Shayan. The man who always loved her and
promised to do the same irrespective of any damn thing
which might occur.

She then halted near the window, pushed the already half
opened curtains to their extremes and looked outside the
window. Shayan on the other side was looking at her from
so close after a long time. Her deep eyes, long hairs and her
beauty rang the same old bells in his heart.Anshika took a
deep sigh and then closed the window to move back to attend
the phone of same ponderous guy who dropped her home.

Her failure to even sense his presence further amplified his
agony. He then left and was wandering in the streets.While
the sun was busy sinking in the west, weird and spooky sounds
started to come from the cemetery in the outskirts.

Wretched Shayan then reached the cemetery. He bypassed
many graves before he stopped near one, white stone of which
had his name on it. The lonely soul then sat on its grave thinking
about his dead love.