Her fingers instinctively touched the hidden place where she usually kept it. Even though it's hidden from everyone's eyes, even sometimes she forgets that it's there but since the day he had given her that dagger she always keeps it close like a part of her body. "Aap hamesha use apne paas rakhti hain." She nodded. (Translation: You always keep it with you.) "Haan. Lekin ise sirf apne paas rakhna hi kafi nahin hai." She looked back at him. (Translation: Yes. But simply keeping it to yourself is not enough.) "Agar aapko uska istemaal karna nahin aata toh ye metal ke ek tukde se zyada kuch nahin reh jata." His voice remained gentle. (Translation: If you don't know how to use it, it becomes nothing more than a piece of metal.) "Main chahta hoon ki aap seekh'ein. Use kaise pakadna, apna bachav karna. Kaise kisi mushkil se bach'ein. Aur kisi ko aap par haath uthane se pehle do baar sochne par majboor kaise karen." He completed, in very simple words. (Translation: I want yo
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