🌸🌸

In a quiet village surrounded by green fields, life moved slowly. Arohi, a shy, hardworking young woman, lived with her grandmother, who had raised her since she was a baby. Her parents were gone, lost to tragedies Arohi was too young to remember.

One evening, as Arohi sat on the verandah, her grandmother spoke softly, “Your father would be proud, Arohi. You’ve worked so hard.”

Arohi smiled faintly, looking out at the setting sun. “I hope so, Dadi. I just want to make you happy.”

_________

Meanwhile, in the city, Rudra was finishing his day at the hospital. As he packed his bag, his sister Riya called, excitement clear in her voice. “Bhai, when are you coming home? Everyone’s waiting!”

Rudra chuckled, “I’ll be there soon, Riya. It’s been too long.”

As he hung up, he found himself thinking of the village, of the friends he hadn’t seen in years—especially those honey-colored eyes who had always tried to avoid him.

Neither knew it yet, but their paths were about to cross again, bringing with them memories long forgotten and feelings that had never truly disappeared.

____________

🌸🌸