Not all love
stories have a happy ending. Sometimes, love ends with a story. This story is
based on an incident that will blow your mind and offer you a new perspective
on love and relationships.
So, this story
begins with three boys—Raj, Rahul, and Harsh. They were friends, but their bond
and antics were just like brothers. It was the day of the 12th-grade results,
and all three were scared out of their wits. Given his past record, Rahul's
father had already kept a belt ready to punish him. The three friends checked
their results together and headed towards Bittu Bhaiya's shop. The gentle
warmth of April, sitting there at Bittu Bhaiya's shop, sipping cold drinks, and
making plans to check their results while enjoying the moment.
Bittu Bhaiya was
the only one who truly liked them, which is why they spent more time at his
shop than at school or home. At
Bittu Bhaiya’s shop, there’s no talk of studies or careers—only fun, enjoyment,
and pure relaxation. But
today, something was different. As soon as they reached Bittu Bhaiya’s shop,
Raj asked for coffee instead of a cold drink, and Rahul didn’t even ask, “How
are you, Bhaiya?” Bittu
Bhaiya had already sensed that this was the tension of results in the air.
Bittu Bhaiya was
just about to ask them to sit when Rahul’s phone rang. “It’s my dad,” Rahul
said, glancing nervously at the screen. He answered the call.
“Where are you?” his father asked.
“I’m here… why?”
Rahul replied cautiously.
“Come home immediately,” his father said
sternly.
Rahul rushed
home, fear gripping him. He was terrified that his father might have already
seen his result. What if his marks were so bad that his father was calling him
out of sheer anger?
As soon as Rahul
reached home, he saw a crowd gathered outside. It felt strange to him. For a
moment, he wondered, could it be that he had topped? And maybe his father had
called him home to praise him in front of everyone?