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"When the war will over, we will get married, the earth will grow flowers like you,  and your womb will carry the most beautiful girl in the universe..."

-To my babydoll, to be
Mrs. Preeta Luthra.....

'Letter found from pocket of our beloved martyr General Karan Luthra'

He read it out loud with his eyes occupied tears. The force were standing in front of the frame of karan and preeta saluting them, theirs photo had Indian Flag adjacent to it.

Commander continued : With pride, honor and sadness, I would hereby announces that Our two brave officers General Karan Luthra and Preeta Arora had lost their lives while..... (His voice softened with tears) while saving 300 youths and 30 children from the clutch of terrorists who trapped them for their evil use.

All were in tears after knowing the full story. Yash, amrita and the officers were also present there. Brief silence were prevailed among in respect to them.

After their kiss outside gate....

Karan hold her hand and his eyes were full teary....
Preeta wiped it nodding in no and with a smile.

Karan : (tearfully) no preeta... I... I don't want to leave you.

Preeta : karan, I am not going anywhere, mai tumhaare saath hi hu...

Karan : lekin...

Preeta : shh.... Please karan...

Karan : lekin... (scoffs) mujhe tumhaare saath rehna hai, hamesha ke liye.... Mujhe bas tum chaahiye preeta...

Preeta : karan dekho mai tumhaare paas hu, mai kahi nahi jaa rahi hu. Aur agar kuch hoga to bhi marna tumhaare saath hi hai, aur jeena bhi...

Karan : please aisa mat bolo...

Preeta : dekho tumhe nahi pata, mujhe bhi nahi pata kya hoga...

Karan : fir bhii.... Kuch aur nahi ho sakta ??

Preeta nods in no.

Preeta : karan dekho (she took his hand and show him ring) ye hamare pyaar ka saboot, aur nishaani, usi tarah udhar naa jaane kitni nishaaniya waha fasi hui hai, na jaane kitne saboot alag hue hai. Hamare jaisa na jaane kitne alag hue he.... Aur agar hamari wajah se aisi kitne milenge, to ham apna pyaar bhi qurbaa karenge... karenge naa...

Karan : (tearfully) haa zaroorr...

They joined their forehead and tears escaped their eyes. They closed their eyes.

Preeta/karan : I love you....

Screen shifted in the ground where preeta and karan were surrounded by the men's, and children escaped successfully...

Yash and amrita saw them trapped, but preeran signed them to leave, because they too knew about the plan.

Preeta moved closer to karan.
He entwined theirs hand with each other.

Preeta : dekha karan, kaha tha na jiyungi to bhi tumhaare saath, aur marungi bhi tumhaare saath.

Karan too passed a smile to her.

Head : maaro sab inko...

Karan were having a bad too with him. Before men's could proceed, karan took out the remote of bomb (to which they planned to drop after they could escape, but they were trapped now. If karan and preeta could tried to escape, men's could  know about children and youth's escaped, and they would be trapped again but this time with yash, amrita, and other officers too..)

Giving a last to each other with tears in eyes and smile on the face too.... Karan press the button on remote.

"Booooom.....!!!!!" Were the sound echoed so far, luckily they were somw distance apart from the explosion area. And the whole place was burned, with country lost their two brave officers"

Taking the opportunity of Independence surrounding, terrorists made their way successfully in capturing number of peoples, which could not be possible in some other surrounding.....

Along with the freedom, they also freed the country with a henious coming dangerous...

Their's love story may not be the tough one to face religious hatred, to fight the killing spree, but the toughest one to have the responsibility of thousand ones, with giving up their life, not for their love, but for others...

And this is how, they buried their's love story to light up other's. They fired theirs symbolization (ring) just to make shine other's in their hand !!!

They were engaged in a battle called 'love' which glow their art.

It was battling of love : And battling love is an art, but not everyone can is an artist.

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~The end~

Here I end with the contest story...
It was so touching topic, indeed I enjoyed writing...

AyushiDhoopar Thank you so much for keeping me a part❤️ Hope I was upto your expectations... ❤️

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