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Late Night Calls "Sometimes the loneliest conversations are the ones that save us." It was past midnight on his 25th birthday. The world knew him as a rising star, India's golden boy-but in that quiet room, with half a bottle of whiskey and silence pressing in like fog, Shubman Gill felt like a ghost in his own life. He stared at his phone. No messages. No calls. Then, recklessly, he dialed a random number. Ring. Ring. Click. A soft voice answered. "Hello?" He didn't speak-he couldn't. His breath caught. His chest ached. "...Hello?" the voice repeated, gentler now. "Is someone there?" And then she heard it-barely a whisper through static. A sob. "Hey," she said softly, "Whoever you are... happy birthday." The next night, she picked up again. "I'm sorry," he murmured, sober now. "I didn't mean to bother you. I just... needed someone." "...It's okay. Just... promise me one thing." "What?" "Don't ask who I am. And I won't ask who you are. Let's just talk... in the dark." A story about two strangers, two lonely hearts, and the connection that began with a mistake-only to become the one thing they couldn't live without.
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