song with sorrow and regret

He began to sing, his voice soft at first, but growing stronger with each note. The melody was one he had sung many times before, a song filled with love, longing, and hope. As he sang, the years seemed to melt away, and the memories of all they had been through—both the joy and the pain—flooded the night air.

The family fell silent, sensing something different in Rudra’s demeanor. Abhi, Sashi, Rajeev, Ram, and even Gnapika, who had been so distant, looked at him with anticipation. They knew this wasn’t just song; it was something more, something deeper.

****I asked for beautiful raindrop...

Without knowing a thunder would strike...

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I called the seven sparkles of colors,

But the black has joined like destiny.

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Anyways the fault is mine I showed y