The love story of a couple who fell in love with each other but destiny kept them apart... I was studying in a college far from my hometown. Mostly, I used to spend my time alone in my apartment. As I was good in my studies, I usually ended up having uninvited friends over. But after some time, I got used to it and even enjoyed their company. Well, time was just passing by. After a year, my sister married and moved to a city near my college, so I often visited her. I remember, maybe it was my second or third visit to her, and we usually had coffee on her balcony. During one of these visits, I noticed a girl in a gallery across from us. I can't express my emotions, but I was stunned. In a nutshell, if I want to describe her, "ANGEL" would be a more appropriate word. Beautiful eyes, fair skin, long hair, and perfect lips. I was staring at her and couldn't help myself. After a minute, she looked at me and smiled. I don't know how or why that happened, but I was lost ...
LOVE HAS NO NAME, RACE, RELIGION—NOTHING. IT'S JUST A FEELING THAT ANYONE CAN HAVE.
Dugu rushed to the hospital, a rope tied to Kartik’s wheelchair. Alongside, Dugu’s two babies helped pull the wheelchair forward. They moved swiftly, determined to reach their destination. When they arrived at the hospital 20 minutes later, everyone was stunned—because Dugu had done something unimaginable.
Like every other day, Kartik went for his morning jog. Afterwards, he stopped at the grocery store to pick up a few essentials. Just as he was about to leave, it started raining heavily. He waited for half an hour, hoping it would stop, but the downpour continued. Eventually, Kartik decided to head home despite the rain.
As he was running through the drenched streets, he heard a faint cry. He paused, looking around, but saw nothing. Dismissing it as his imagination, he continued, only to hear it again. This time, he carefully scanned the area and spotted a small puppy shivering under a chair, barely shielded from the rain. The sight of the helpless creature tugged at Kartik’s heart. He knelt down to pick it up, but the scared puppy tried to bite him. Kartik didn’t give up. Gently, he ran his hand over the puppy’s head, calming it. The puppy stopped crying and licked Kartik’s hand. At that moment, Kartik felt something profound—something he couldn’t explain. Without hesitation, he took the puppy home.
Kartik noticed how weak and hungry the puppy was. He fed it and wrapped it in a warm towel, watching as it quickly fell asleep. The next morning, Kartik left for work, leaving the garden door open in case the puppy wanted to leave. But when he returned that evening, he was greeted by the puppy, waiting eagerly at the door. The little creature wagged its tail and licked Kartik’s face as if thanking him. Overwhelmed with affection, Kartik decided to keep it.
He named the puppy "Dugu"—his childhood nickname, a name his parents once lovingly called him.
As the years passed, Kartik and Dugu formed an unbreakable bond. Kartik treated Dugu like his own child, even giving him his own room. On April 15—the day Kartik had found him—Dugu turned two and a half years old. To celebrate, Kartik threw a dog party, a testament to their extraordinary connection.
One day, Kartik returned home to find Dugu lying still on the floor, unusually quiet. Concerned, he rushed him to the vet. After a thorough examination, the doctor informed Kartik that Dugu was pregnant. Shocked yet overjoyed, Kartik laughed, teasing Dugu, "So you found yourself a partner behind my back, huh?" Dugu, as if understanding wagged his tail shyly.
When the time came, Dugu gave birth to five beautiful puppies. Kartik was overjoyed, cherishing every moment with the little family. But tragedy struck—three of the puppies didn’t survive. The loss devastated Dugu, who stopped eating and became withdrawn. Kartik, determined to bring back Dugu’s happiness, took time off work to be by his side. With love and patience, Kartik helped Dugu heal, and soon, they returned to their normal, joyful life with the two surviving puppies.
One fateful evening, while returning home, Kartik was hit by a speeding vehicle. He suffered a severe head injury and a fractured leg. He was hospitalized for a week, but all he could think about was Dugu—alone at home, waiting for him. When he finally returned, confined to a wheelchair, Dugu ran to him, hugging him tightly while his babies excitedly jumped around. Tears streamed down Kartik’s face; he had worried for Dugu, but Dugu had managed everything in his absence.
As Kartik adapted to his new condition, he trained Dugu to pull his wheelchair around the house. Dugu and his babies learned quickly, helping Kartik with everyday tasks, from fetching groceries to keeping him company. They had become his lifeline.
One day, while playing together, Kartik suddenly collapsed. Dugu barked and licked him, desperately trying to wake him, but Kartik remained unresponsive. Realizing the urgency, Dugu rushed to the door, braving the rain outside. He pulled Kartik’s wheelchair toward the hospital, his babies helping alongside. After 20 gruelling minutes, they reached the emergency room, shocking everyone. The medical team immediately attended to Kartik.
Dugu refused to eat or leave Kartik’s side. Hours passed. Finally, the doctor emerged, looking around for Kartik’s family—but there was none. Instead, the room was filled with sorrowful silence. The doctor sighed heavily before delivering the devastating news: Kartik was no more. A tumour, worsened by the accident, had stopped the blood flow to his brain.
Vishal, Kartik’s best friend, arrived and took in the tragic reality. He turned to Dugu, who sat unwavering outside the hospital room, waiting. Vishal knew breaking the news to Dugu would be impossible.
When Kartik’s body was brought out, Dugu ran to him, licking his face, trying to wake him one last time. The babies cried. But Kartik did not move. Dugu refused to leave his side.
Back home, as the funeral arrangements were made, Vishal tied Dugu’s babies outside. When it was time to take Kartik away, Vishal tried to call Dugu, but there was no response. Worried, he walked over and gently nudged him. Dugu collapsed.
Dugu had stopped breathing.
Vishal realized that Dugu had followed Kartik in death, unwilling to leave his side. Tears streamed down everyone’s faces as they witnessed the profound love of a dog for its owner.
Dugu and Kartik were buried together. The love they shared, beyond words and beyond life, left a lasting impact on all who witnessed it.
Years later, Vishal told this story to his son—the boy he had named "Dugu." The two puppies that had survived went on to shower their love on him from the day he was born, keeping Kartik and Dugu’s legacy alive.
LOVE HAS NO NAME, RACE, RELIGION—NOTHING. IT'S JUST A FEELING THAT ANYONE CAN HAVE.
Never break the heart of someone who loves you the most, for they want nothing from you—only to love you.
Written by: Chotisistories | Chiranjiv 💓
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