“Even if I forget you in every life… come find me. I’ll be waiting.”
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📖 Chapter 1: The Dance That Stilled Time
The city of Jaipur glimmered under the golden dusk. Lanterns lit up the ancient havelis, and music floated gently in the air as the Jaipur Heritage Festival reached its peak.
Aryan Verma, a sharp-suited, 29-year-old tech tycoon from Delhi, wasn’t here for music or tradition. He was here to close a business deal. Love was the last thing on his mind.
That changed the second he saw her.
She danced barefoot under an ancient banyan tree, her ghungroos singing with each graceful movement. Her name was Naina Kapoor, a classical dancer with fire in her veins and poetry in her soul.
The moment their eyes locked, something ancient stirred inside both of them — as if they were meeting again after lifetimes.
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📖 Chapter 2: The Coincidence That Wasn’t
They kept meeting — in bookstores, cafés, and narrow Jaipur lanes.
Naina was drawn to Aryan’s honesty, his silence, the unspoken sadness in his eyes.
Aryan was entranced by her energy — the way she smiled, danced, and lived every second like it was borrowed from fate.
But Naina had secrets.
She painted strange images in her sketchbook — a temple in flames, a boy falling into a river, a woman crying under rain.
She had dreams that felt too real.
And Aryan began to remember things he’d never lived — visions of holding her hand in the past… and watching her die.
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📖 Chapter 3: Love That Hurts Beautifully
Aryan finally confessed, under the monsoon skies of Nahargarh Fort.
“I don’t understand it, Naina… But it feels like I’ve loved you before.”
She touched his heart. “That’s because you have.”
They kissed under thunderclouds — intense, messy, perfect.
The world made sense. Until it didn’t.
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📖 Chapter 4: The Shattered Glass
A few days before their engagement, Aryan’s mother confronted him.
"You know nothing about her family. Her father destroyed our lives… your father died because of them."
Aryan was crushed. Naina’s father had vanished mysteriously 20 years ago, accused of a financial betrayal that left Aryan’s family ruined.
Could love survive such history?
To make matters worse, Naina disappeared the next morning. Vanished. Gone.
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📖 Chapter 5: The Woman Who Forgot
Months passed. Aryan searched everywhere.
He finally found her in Ranikhet, in a silent temple town. She was teaching dance to children. Peaceful. Distant.
But she didn’t recognize him.
The accident had stolen her memory — and everything about Aryan.
Yet… her heart reacted when he touched her.
She flinched when he whispered her name.
She cried watching the same sunset they once saw together.
Somewhere deep inside, she remembered. Her soul remembered.
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📖 Chapter 6: The Fire From the Past
A stalker from her childhood emerged — a family guard turned obsessive shadow who had been watching Naina all her life. He triggered the accident. He wanted her isolated, broken, his forever.
Aryan fought like a man possessed. He nearly lost his life protecting Naina.
She remembered everything in the hospital — his eyes, their nights, the promise.
“I painted you before I met you,” she whispered, weeping in his arms.
“You’ve always been coming for me… A thousand times.”
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📖 Chapter 7: The Final Dance
Back in Jaipur, Naina performed again — the same stage, same ghungroos, same moon.
But this time, the dance wasn’t for the crowd. It was for Aryan.
Her performance told their story — of forgotten lives, found love, betrayal, and destiny that never quits.
When the music stopped, Aryan walked to her with a simple silver ring.
“I lost you once. I won’t again. In every life, I will find you, Naina.”
She smiled through tears.
“And I’ll wait. Even if it takes a thousand times.”
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❤️ Epilogue: Forever Begins
Years later, their daughter found Naina’s old sketchbook.
She pointed at a painting: a river, a temple, a boy holding a girl.
“Mumma, who’s this?”
Naina smiled, holding Aryan’s hand.
“Us, from before we even met.”
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