Bab 115: Chapter 115: The Road Home Part-II

Neha smiled warmly, her eyes reflecting the soft glow of the setting sun. "That sounds perfect, Rohan. Khalsi has always been your home, even if you've been away for so long. It's a place where you can ground yourself, away from all the noise."

Rohan nodded, feeling the truth of her words settle in his heart. "Exactly. I miss the simplicity of life here. The village hasn't changed much, and I think that's part of why it feels like home. No matter how much I've changed, this place has stayed the same."

Neha shifted slightly, drawing her knees up to sit cross-legged on the bench. "I think part of you has been missing this all along. When we were kids, you always talked about the big dreams, the races, the medals. But you also talked about wanting a family, a simple life. We used to dream under that banyan tree over there," she gestured to the old tree nearby, "about where we'd end up. But I always knew this would be part of your journey."