It was a typical Monday morning in Dhaka, and Aisha was stuck in traffic on her way to work. As she was getting frustrated, she noticed a guy standing on the sidewalk, sipping a cup of coffee and staring at her. She gave him a quick glance and looked away, thinking he was just another creep trying to hit on her.
But as the days went by, Aisha found herself noticing him more and more. He was always there, at the same coffee shop, at the same time, every morning. He'd catch her eye and smile, and Aisha would quickly look away, feeling a bit self-conscious.
One day, Aisha decided to take a different route to work, just to avoid him. But as she was walking, she stumbled upon him again, this time at a bookstore. He was browsing through a poetry book, and Aisha couldn't help but notice how handsome he looked, surrounded by books.
They accidentally bumped into each other, and he apologized, introducing himself as Rohan. Aisha was surprised by how easy it was to talk to him, and before she knew it, they were discussing their favorite authors and books.
As the weeks went by, Aisha and Rohan became inseparable. They'd meet at the coffee shop, go on long walks, and explore the city together. Aisha had never felt this way about anyone before, and she wasn't sure what to make of it.
One evening, as they were strolling along the Buriganga River, Rohan stopped her and asked, "Aisha, can I ask you something?" He looked nervous, and Aisha's heart skipped a beat.
"Of course," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Aisha, from the moment I saw you stuck in traffic, I knew you were the one," Rohan said, his eyes locked on hers. "Will you be mine?"
Aisha's heart melted, and she said yes, tears of joy streaming down her face. As they hugged, the city lights twinkling around them, Aisha knew she'd found her soulmate.