RADHE RADHE 

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The moment little Ishika learned to walk, everyone noticed one thing .She always walked towards Abhimanyu. 

If he was in the garden...She waddled into the garden. If he was in the library with Rajendra Dada...She somehow found her way there too

.And if Abhimanyu disappeared for even five minutes...A tiny voice echoed through both mansions."Abhiii...!"

"I'm here, Ishi !" Abhimanyu called back with a grin.The moment she heard his Abhimanyu called her butterfly voice, Ishika's little face lit up like sunshine."There you are!" She ran straight into his arms.

"Tum na... GPS se bhi zyada accurate ho. Mujhe dhoond hi leti ho.""Hmm..." she proudly nodded. "Main sirf tumhe dhoondhti hoon."Watching them, Devendra Kapoor  said .

"Arre Vikram... dekh raha hai? Teri family ka ladka toh meri beti ke peeche hi rehta hai."Vikram laughed."Mujhe toh lagta hai ulta hai. Tumhari beti mere bete ko chain se rehne hi nahi deti."Everyone burst into laughter while Ishika simply hugged Abhimanyu tighter, not understanding why the elders were laughing.

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One evening, both families were enjoying tea in the garden. Abhimanyu sat on the swing, reading a comic book. Without saying a word, Ishika climbed onto the swing and squeezed herself beside him. "Jagah hai?"

 "Tumhare liye toh hamesha."

She rested her head on his shoulder while pretending to read the comic upside down. Abhimanyu noticed but said nothing. A few minutes later, he quietly turned the book so she could actually see the pictures. Ishika smiled." Tum best ho."

"Pata hai."

"Kitne arrogant ho."

"Tumhare saamne hi toh."

Their innocent bickering made the elders smile. Rajeshwari whispered to Savitri," Kitne pyaare lagte hain dono saath." Savitri smiled knowingly. "Bas... nazar na lage."

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One rainy afternoon, thunder echoed across the sky.I shika instinctively grabbed Abhimanyu's hand. "Mujhe bijli ki awaaz bilkul pasand nahi."

Abhimanyu looked at the dark clouds before smiling mischievously. 

"Achha? Toh aaj se rule hai..."

"Kya?""Jab bhi baarish hogi, tum meri hot choclate partner banogi."Ishika frowned.

"Toh hot chocolate."

"Done!" She held out her little finger.

"Pakka?" Abhimanyu hooked his finger with hers.

"Pakka."Neither of them knew that one innocent pinky promise would become one of their most treasured memories.-

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Every birthday ended the same way. The cake would be cut. Photos would be clicked. The cousins would run around the mansion. And somehow...Abhimanyu and Ishika always ended up sitting on the terrace together, sharing the last piece of chocolate cake.

"Tumhara favourite?" Ishika asked.

"Nahi."

"Phir mujhe kyun de rahe ho?" Abhimanyu shrugged.

"Bas... tum khush rehti ho toh achha lagta hai."For a moment, little Ishika simply looked at him.Then she broke the cake into two equal pieces.

"Mumma kehti hain... jo cheez sabse zyada pasand ho na... woh share karni chahiye." Abhimanyu smiled."Toh tum mujhe apna favourite maan rahi ho?"She giggled.

"Shayad."

The elders often laughed and teased them.But neither Abhimanyu nor Ishika understood why.To them...

They were six years old when it happened .One lazy Sunday afternoon, both families were gathered in the Kapoor Mansion while the children played hide-and-seek.

"Nooo no, Ishika!" Anu shouted. "You're cheating!"

"I am not!" Ishika argued before running away, laughing .A few moments later, she tripped over a tree root.

"Ouch!"

Before anyone else could reach her, Abhimanyu was already beside her.

"Ishi, lagi?"

She shook her head even though her eyes had filled with tears.

"Nahi..." 

"Liar."

He dusted the dirt off her knees and gently blew on the tiny scrape. "Dekho... ab dard bhaag gaya." She smiled instantly. "You always fix everything." Abhimanyu grinned

." Of course."

She looked at him for a long moment before suddenly asking, "Main tumhe hamesha Abhimanyu hi bulaun?"

"Haan... aur kya?"She frowned.

"Nahi."

"Phir?"

"Sab tumhe Abhimanyu bulate hain."

"Haan."

"Mujhe alag naam chahiye."

Abhimanyu folded his arms dramatically. "Achha? Toh socho."

Ishika sat quietly for almost a minute, her tiny face scrunched in deep concentration.

Then her eyes sparkled.

"Maan!"

Abhimanyu blinked ."Maan?"

"Haan."

"Ye kaisa naam hai?"

"Pata nahi..."She giggled. 

"Par sirf main bulaungi."

Abhimanyu looked at her for a second before a slow smile spread across his face. "Theek hai."

"Promise?"

He held out his little finger.

"Promise."

She hooked hers with his.

"Ab se tum sirf mere Maan ho." Abhimanyu thought for a moment.

"Toh phir... main bhi tumhe Ishika nahi bulaunga." She tilted her head.

"Phir?" He pointed towards the butterfly that had just landed on a nearby flower.

"Butterfly."

She looked at the butterfly... then at him... and smiled so brightly that even the flowers seemed dull beside her.

"Sirf tum bulaoge?"

"Sirf main."

"Promise?"

"Pakka."

They sealed it with another pinky promise. From that day onward...To the world, they were Abhimanyu Oberoi and Ishika Kapoor. But in their little world...She was always his *Butterfly*.And he was always her Maan. No one else was ever allowed to use those names.

Not their siblings. 

Not their cousins.

Not even their parents.

Those nicknames belonged to only two people—A boy and a girl who didn't know

what love was yet...But already knew they had something that belonged only to them

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