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Why is it that whatever you do, no matter how much you scrub that shirt, it is never as white as it was when you first bought it? Why is it that no matter how much you study, your mind doesn't work as fast as it did when you were younger? Why is it you try your best to change and people still define you and hold you to something you no longer are or try not to be? Well enough is enough. I will no longer ask why. I will no longer be put down. I will no longer be the Jaahil, Gusse wala, Gawar. I will no longer be Shiva the husband, the son, the brother or even a Pandya. I will be Shiva . I will be me This is a journey which takes off after the current storyline but to alternate route. It's mostly Shiva but we will see raavi viewpoint too. There will be some new characters vital to the story. Please comment
A glimpse of a shadow
