The days turned into weeks, and Misthi's visits to the base became more frequent, each meeting weaving a new thread of connection between her and Abir. They shared stories of childhood dreams, quiet hopes, and fears they rarely voiced aloud. In each conversation, they uncovered pieces of each other that felt as natural as breathing, yet as thrilling as a leap into the unknown.

Today, as they sat together by the riverbank near the base, Misthi was unusually quiet, her gaze fixed on the rippling water.

“Lost in thought, Miss Maheshwari?” Abir teased, breaking the silence.

Misthi glanced at him, a soft smile forming on her lips. “I was just thinking about how strange it is… how quickly people come into our lives and change everything.”

Abir nodded, understanding all too well. “Strange, but maybe that’s how it’s supposed to be,” he replied. “Maybe certain people cross our paths to remind us of something we’ve forgotten… or to show us something we didn’t know we needed.”

She looked down, playing with the hem of her scarf. “And what have you remembered, Abir?”

His smile softened. “That there’s more to life than duty… that maybe there’s a part of me that can belong to something else, someone else.”

Misthi’s cheeks flushed slightly, her heartbeat quickening. She hadn’t expected him to say it so openly, yet there was a raw honesty in his words that drew her closer. She looked away, trying to hide the emotions swirling within her.

“Abir,” she whispered, “I don’t know where this path will lead… or what tomorrow might bring. But I know that meeting you has been… the most unexpected, beautiful gift.”

Abir reached out, gently taking her hand in his. “Sometimes, the most beautiful things come without a warning,” he said softly, his voice steady. “And even if I don’t know what tomorrow holds, I know that today, here with you, is exactly where I’m supposed to be.”

They sat there, hand in hand, letting the quiet moments settle between them. But as the sun began to dip below the mountains, a shadow of reality crept back in. Abir’s leave was ending soon, and he would soon be called to the front lines, to join his fellow soldiers in the escalating conflict. He had tried to push the thought away, but it loomed over him now, making this moment with Misthi feel even more precious.

“Misthi…” Abir hesitated, his voice thick with emotion. “I know we’ve only had a short time together, but… I want you to know that if I could, I’d stay right here with you, every day, for the rest of my life.”

Misthi turned to him, her eyes shining with unshed tears. “Then let’s make a promise, Abir,” she said, her voice trembling. “A promise that no matter where life takes us, we’ll hold on to this… to us.”

He nodded, his hand tightening around hers. “A promise,” he agreed softly. “One that nothing—not time, nor distance—can break.”

They sat together in silence, each of them committing to that promise in their own way, knowing that life was uncertain but feeling, for the first time, that they had something worth fighting for beyond the boundaries of their respective worlds.

Misthi, however was convinced of her heart's feelings for Abir but due to uncertainty of Abir's soilder life she was silent.On the other hand,Abir was searching of ways to propose Misthi.

Rajshree, Misthi's mother called her one day "Mishu,if you love him tell him, afterlife is a beautiful concept.But as long as you are together, nothing can touch you or Abir.He is a perfect match for you.Do come to Delhi,we will talk to your father together.I will convince him for Abir,don't worry Gudiya".

Mehul called Abir asking him to come Rajkot for few days "Abir when a son wears dad's shoes,they become best friends.If you have feelings for her don't delay in telling her. Your mother saw the picture on WhatsApp.She thinks the girl is too beautiful and very much like you.We approved of all your decisions in life,so why not this one as well!?. Come to Rajkot,we will sit and talk together ".

Both Misthi and Abir nodded yes and confirmed their return,only to meet their parents..